The fierce and loyal dog protects the fierce wife

Chapter 134 Mom, I'm Coming to See You
Lying on the bed, although Meng Yidi still couldn't fall asleep, his mood was far less irritable than before.

After forcing myself to squint and lie on the bed for more than 40 minutes, at 02:30 in the afternoon, the two packed up and went out.

This time, Meng Yidi obeyed Ming Chen's words and put on a sweater and coat.

Although the winter in F City is not very cold, it is very windy, especially on the mountains.And her cold hasn't completely healed yet, so when she doesn't need to be cool, she can still listen to advice.

Besides, she knew that her mother would also like to see her more girly side, even though her mother was also very cool.

After going out, Meng Yidi went to the flower shop to pick up the previously ordered flowers, and then Ming Chen drove. The two drove for more than 40 minutes and finally arrived at Nanshan Cemetery.

This is the largest cemetery in the entire city of F. In Meng Yidi's childhood impression, Nanshan cemetery was only as big as the two hillsides directly in front, but now, the green pines and cypresses have stretched to several nearby mountains.

Some people in City F even joked that the fastest-rising housing prices in these years is actually not the city center at all, but Nanshan.

Meng Yidi and Ming Chen parked the car at the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, Ming Chen saw that Meng Yidi was holding a vacuum flask and two bouquets of flowers, so he took the initiative to say, "Let me get it for you. "

Meng Yidi didn't hold back, and handed him the rose directly.

The two crawled along the steps, and after more than ten minutes, they finally came to the half-hillside.

Feeling more timid near the hometown, Meng Yidi stood on the steps and looked towards the row of pines and cypresses in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took a deep breath and walked in.

Then, she stopped in front of a tombstone.

There is a photo on the tombstone. It is a woman in a police uniform, about 30 years old, with narrow eyes, a delicate and glamorous face, and a heroic smile in her smile. Her expression is eight points like Meng Yidi's. Similar, but with five senses, less than five points.

Ming Chen has seen Meng Yidi's father, and he has to say that Meng Yidi combines the advantages of his parents, his facial features are more inclined to his father's, and his temperament is more like his mother's.

Standing behind Meng Yidi, he kept silent, afraid that he would disturb her.

At this moment, even if he felt that he was not a person with low emotional intelligence, he was also a little at a loss, not knowing what to say or what to do.The only thing he can do seems to be to reduce his sense of existence and leave all the space for her.

The weather is not so good today, the sky is gray, and now the cold wind blows, there is even a few traces of cold rain.

No matter how warm city F is like spring, it is still cold when it blows and rains.

Ming Chen was secretly annoyed that he didn't bring an umbrella. Although the weather forecast showed cloudy days, it wasn't the first time that the weather forecast was inaccurate. Why didn't he bring an umbrella?
But things have come to this point, and the rain is not too heavy, so he can only guard her.

The cold rain lightly patted on the face, and Meng Yidi recovered from his trance.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, my mother's voice and smile appeared in my mind.

"Mom." She called softly, then lowered her head, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "I'm here to see you."

With that said, she squatted down and took out a paper cup and a pack of fetal chrysanthemums from her pocket.

She methodically opened the packaging bag of chrysanthemums, grabbed several chrysanthemums and put them in a paper cup, then unscrewed the thermos cup she had been holding, and poured the hot water in it.

"There is no chrysanthemum you like this season, so I will make you a cup of fetal chrysanthemum tea. You have always said that you want to dry the chrysanthemum and drink it yourself, but you have no time. My daughter is not filial. I bought it on the street. You will drink it."

As he spoke, Meng Yidi's nose became slightly pantothenic.

She couldn't help looking up at the sky, not wanting to let the tears flow down.

There was a cold drizzle falling from the sky, patting on the face, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Meng Yidi sniffed and couldn't help closing his eyes.

Then, she knelt down, leaned over and kowtowed, and kowtowed twice heavily.

"Mom, I will definitely find out what happened back then! I will definitely find out who is behind the scenes and find out the truth!" Looking at the portrait of her mother again, she solemnly promised in her heart.

Thinking of the picture of her mother blocking the bullet for herself back then, her eyes couldn't help turning red.

If it weren't for those nasty criminals, their mother and daughter would never be separated from each other. Maybe now, the mother is still an excellent policeman, and she is just an ordinary girl who knows no sorrow.

The trajectory of fate was forcibly diverted by that bullet, and Meng Yidi secretly clenched his fists.

If the murderer behind the scenes is really at large, she will definitely spend everything she has and arrest him at all costs, and make him accept the punishment of the law and pay the price he deserves!
"I'll come to see you again during the Chinese New Year." She said to the tombstone.

Then, he bent down and kowtowed the last head.

When she got up, Ming Chen found that she actually picked up the baby's breath that she put aside earlier, and didn't put it in front of the tombstone.

"Why did you pick up the flowers?" He thought she was sad and confused, and asked quickly.

Meng Yidi glanced at the flowers in her hand, then at her mother's tombstone, and then looked at her mother's portrait and said: "My mother likes chrysanthemums, but there are no chrysanthemums this season, so I made her a cup of chrysanthemum tea. Wait until Qingming When the time comes, I will bring her flowers again."

"Chrysanthemum?" Ming Chen looked at the baby's breath in her hand, a little surprised.

When she went to the flower shop this morning to ask, he thought she just wanted to use chrysanthemums to worship, but he didn't expect that it was because her mother liked chrysanthemums.But in this case, who are the remaining two bouquets of flowers for?

"Let's go." Meng Yidi didn't explain, but turned and left.

Ming Chen glanced at the portrait of Meng Yidi's mother, Kong Sheng, and immediately bent down to pay respects, thinking to himself: Aunt Kong, your spirit in heaven must keep Meng Yidi safe and healthy.

He didn't know what position he took to make this wish to Meng Yidi's mother, but it seemed that when he was a child, when he went up to the mountain to worship on festivals and festivals, his mother would make him kowtow and ask his ancestors to bless him, so he subconsciously He made such a wish, but after making the wish, he realized that he didn't seem to be qualified to say this.

Because Kong Sheng is Meng Yidi's mother, he will definitely bless Meng Yidi, and he made a wish like this, as if there was a hint of overreaching in it.

But this is his most real thought at the moment, nothing is more important than safety and health.

So he dropped the flash of embarrassment, immediately bowed to the tombstone again, and then chased after Meng Yidi.

Because he knew that Aunt Kong would not blame him, they were all the same, they all wished for Meng Yidi to be well.

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