What Yun Jiutang was going to was the cemetery of her biological mother, Zhao Qinghan.
She has never been there in ten years, but now she doesn't even know where she is buried.
But Mu Canglin knew that in less than half an hour, he had prepared everything.
On the carriage, Yun Jiutang had been depressed.
Mu Canglin didn't interrupt, just sat silently aside.
The carriage quickly left the city and headed west, but it became more and more remote.
Looking at the weeds and trees on the road, Yun Jiutang finally spoke.
"Mu Canglin..." Her voice was hoarse, "I'm such a bastard!"
"That's not your fault." Mu Canglin naturally knew that she regretted that she had never worshiped Zhao Qinghan.
But actually speaking in detail, there is no trace of the past Yun Jiutang in the current Yun Jiutang.
It's like she has completely changed!
Mu Canglin also secretly sent people to investigate everything about her.
But apart from the drastic change in her temperament, no flaws were found at all.
She can even clearly know some unknown details of Yun Jiutang's past.
This made him doubt that Yun Jiutang might really have been pretending to be at Anguo Hou Mansion before.
She is a legitimate daughter of the Hou family, but she has to pretend to be stupid and arrogant, which shows how bad her living environment is.
Therefore, he understood her difficulties and comforted her: "It's all forced by life, and your mother won't blame you."
Hearing this, Yun Jiutang's eyes moved slightly, and he finally recovered his mind and raised his eyes to look at him.
"Have you ever gone to pay homage to her over the years?" Yun Jiutang said, and smiled mockingly, "You must have been! Otherwise, how could you know the location of her cemetery so well?"
"My mother-in-law is kind to me, so I should take care of her." Mu Canlin said, "Tangtang, please be at ease. There are always people managing my mother-in-law's graveyard, and there are also people accompanying her to worship her. She is not alone."
"Thank you!"
"It's not the king, it's her old servant." Mu Canglin said, "Perhaps, for a cheerful and generous woman like my mother-in-law, it would be more in line with her not to enter the ancestral grave."
"My mother would not like the dirty place like the Yun family." Yun Jiutang said coldly, "I just hate myself. For so many years, I have not even the slightest thought of worshiping my mother! Even, Ashamed of her, I don’t want to recognize her as my mother! I recognize her as Mrs. Lin!
Even when Mrs. Lin requested that my mother’s tablet be moved out of the ancestral hall, I fully supported it!
I'm so cruel to the extreme! "
As she spoke, she clenched her fist hard and punched the car wall.
There was a "boom" sound, and a bruise appeared on the back of her hand.
Although, those things were all done by the original owner.
But at this moment, Yun Jiutang seemed to be involved in it.
Recalling all the memories of the original owner, she really wished she could go back and strangle her to death!
That's not at all a forced compromise for survival, but a true wolf-hearted attitude!
The original owner was completely crippled by Lin's flattery, and really wanted to get rid of all ties with Zhao.
He even lost contact with his maternal grandfather's family because he looked down upon them as just businessmen.
Now that she has inherited the body and memory of the original owner, she naturally feels guilty and regretful about it.
In her trance, her hand was held.
Mu Canglin sighed, took out the ointment, and gently applied it on her.
"Your mother will be very happy to see you grow up safely."
Hearing this, Gu Jiuqing couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips bitterly.
These words are just lies to comfort people!
Everyone is dead, how can you see these!
As the saying goes, people die twice, once by real physical death and once by oblivion.
Zhao Qinghan's death is uncontrollable, but forgetting is absolutely inappropriate!
This daughter of hers is not doing her job well, she is a wolf-hearted woman, she is a thief and she is a mother, there is no way to clean up this!
If there really was a world after death, I would not be able to face Zhao Qinghan!
Silently all the way, they soon arrived at a remote village.
If it weren't for the vaguely visible blue-gray tiles hidden among the mountains and forests, she would have had a hard time imagining that this would be the so-called Zhuangzi.
The cemetery where Zhao Qinghan was located was far more remote than she imagined.
The carriage will be difficult to travel on the next road.
They got off the car and walked on foot. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at the gate of Zhuangzi.
Rather than saying it is Zhuangzi, it is better to say that it is just a few old houses.
The originally white-painted walls outside the house were already mottled.
The house should have been renovated. Although it is old, it is not too shabby and can be lived in.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, this Zhuangzi looked very desolate.
Gu Jiuqing looked at Zhuangzi in front of him, and there were some vague memories in his mind.
"I... seem to have been here before, with my mother when I was very young." Yun Jiutang murmured.
However, at that time, Zhuangzi was still very new.
Zhao Qinghan's words vaguely echoed in his memory.
"Mom likes this place very much. When she dies, she will be buried here." Zhao Qinghan smiled lightly and said, "Does Tangtang like it here?"
At that time, she was probably three or four years old!
Zhao Qinghan is only in his early twenties, in his prime, why should he talk about this topic in this beautiful place?
At that time, she didn't know what death was, but when she heard that her mother was going to be here, she immediately expressed joyfully that she also wanted to be here, with her mother, and they would never be separated!
Later, Zhao Qinghan just touched her head gently and said warmly: "That's not possible. Mother is so good, but you have to live well and live a long life! When that time comes, mother will definitely be watching you in the sky. , bless you!”
"Wherever mother goes, Tangtang will go! Tangtang should not be separated from mother!" The little Yun Jiutang didn't know what death was yet, but was already afraid of separation.
Later, she cried for a long time, and Zhao Qinghan comforted her for a long time.
The memory of that year, at this moment, emerged with extremely clear clarity.
Pulling away from her memory and looking at the dilapidated Zhuangzi in front of her, her heart suddenly felt clogged and painful.
I want to cry, but I can't.
At this time, Mu Canglin had already gone to knock on the door.
A dog barked inside, and soon, another set of footsteps came.
The door opened, and an old man with gray hair walked out.
To be precise, it was probably a middle-aged man.
His skin was not in the state of an old man, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, like a puddle of stagnant water.
But the moment he saw Yun Jiutang, his lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.
"Little... miss!"
But soon, he came back to his senses. The excitement and tenderness in his eyes flashed away, replaced by endless coldness.
"This must be Miss Yun! We are a filthy place with poor mountains and rivers. It is better not to dirty the soles of Miss Yun's shoes!" The man said, and he was about to close the door.
"Uncle Lu!" Mu Canglin sighed, "Tangtang is here to pay homage to his mother-in-law."
Yun Jiutang felt extremely guilty after being ridiculed by him.
She once said this.
That should be something she said one year, when the anniversary of Zhao Qinghan's death was approaching.
At that time, this Uncle Lu was also present.
It is simply unimaginable how he must have felt at that time.
This Uncle Lu's name is Lu Qi. Zhao Qinghan brought her here when she was young. Lu Qi also took her to dig out bird's nests and catch fish, and they had a lot of fun.
At that time, Zhao Qinghan also said that this was the only person she could trust in Beijing.
Tell her to come to him if anything happens in the future.
Yun Jiutang, who was young, didn't understand this at the time, but she liked this uncle who was kind to her despite his fierce appearance.
In just ten years, he has become so old!
The high-spirited young man in his memory turned into the depressed look in front of him.
It's like a person who has suddenly been drained of energy and energy, and the whole person is already a walking zombie without any purpose.
And because he was so cold to her, it was naturally her attitude that broke his heart.
Thinking of this, Yun Jiutang immediately saluted him, "Uncle Lu, I'm sorry! I really deserved to die for my arrogant words and insults that day!
When Jiu Tang came here today, she did not dare to ask for forgiveness from Uncle Lu. She just wanted to express her sincere gratitude to Uncle Lu for protecting and caring for my mother over the years! "
As she spoke, she took a step back, knelt down solemnly in front of him, and then kowtowed three times.
This was done on behalf of the original owner. Although it could not offset Lu Qi's kindness, it also showed her attitude.
She sincerely repented!
After Lu Qi was stunned, he said coldly: "No need! I took care of Miss's grave to repay Miss's kindness, not for you! Let's go! I don't want to see you! Neither does Miss!"
"Uncle Lu, everything is my fault! Please, for my mother's sake, please allow me to worship my mother! I want to go to my mother's grave and confess to her in person!" Yun Jiutang Looking at him sincerely, Lu Qi watched her silently for a moment, then turned around and closed the door.
Seeing this, Yun Jiutang was not angry, as she deserved it.
For such an unfilial daughter like her, as an elder, Lu Qi was very proud to sweep her out without a broom.
Yun Jiutang sighed secretly. Just when he thought the rejection was final, the door opened, and he saw Zhao Qi reappearing in front of the door carrying a basket.
The smell of burning incense and paper came from the basket. Yun Jiutang raised his head in surprise and saw Lu Qi saying with a cold face: "Let's go! Miss has been waiting for you for ten years!"
When these words came out, Yun Jiutang almost had tears in his eyes again.
However, at least Lu Qi was willing to accept her, and she immediately followed him.
Zhao Qinghan's tomb is not luxurious, but it is very neatly taken care of.
Tributes were placed in front of the tomb, with cypress trees and some hibiscus flowers planted next to it.
Zhao Qinghan liked this flower the most during her lifetime and planted some in her house. However, after her death, Mrs. Lin ordered people to dig them up and throw them away because they were too shabby.
Seeing each other again now seems like a lifetime ago.
Arriving in front of Zhao Qinghan's tomb, an indescribable sadness suddenly surged into my heart.
Yun Jiutang's throat was clogged. Even though he had thousands of words to say, they could only turn into silent "I'm sorry!"
And just as she bowed deeply, the strange fragrance wafting from her nose instantly caught her attention.
