Note the sweet scale

Chapter 562 The Crying Woman

Stepping forward, Situ Nanke bent over to support her shoulders.

"Uncle must not like to see you sad, be happy!"

After controlling her emotions, she stood up, and Yi Meng leaned against him, took his handkerchief and wiped her nose, her tone became clear again.

"Dad, this is Nanke. I picked a good son-in-law, right?"

Rubbing her hair, Situ Nanke stared at the photo of the once powerful man on the tombstone.

"Uncle Yi, don't worry, I will take good care of Mengmeng and grandma, don't worry about you and auntie!"

After staying in front of the tombs of the two of them for a while, Yi Meng brushed away some grass that had grown up around her, then got up and left with Situ Nanke.

Looking at the remaining bouquet in her hand, Situ Nanke asked in doubt.

"Is there anyone else you want to see?"

"I'm going to see Uncle Ye." Yi Meng led him up a path leading to the other side, "He's also buried here."

Situ Nanke nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

No need to ask, she knew that she was referring to Ye Jiangcheng's father.

Back then, the Ye Yi family had been friends for generations. After Ye's father passed away, Yilan helped him arrange the funeral. Every year on Qingming and Ye's father's birthday and death day, Yilan would take time to visit Ye Ziliang's grave no matter how busy he was. look.

Now that Yi Lan is gone, Yi Meng has always remembered this matter in her heart.

Although it's not a special day this time, since I'm here, of course I have to take a look.

Going around a forest in the distance, Yi Meng let out a light snort when she raised her face.

"what happened?"

"Someone seems to be there!" Yi Meng raised her hand and pointed to the tombstone not far away, "That's Uncle Ye's tomb."

Situ Nanke looked up, and across the green belt, he saw a faint figure standing in front of a tombstone.

Because there are trees separating them, I can't see clearly, but I can only vaguely see a woman in a black dress.

"I don't know who it is?" Yi Meng whispered, and the man quickened his pace.

The Ye family is an only child, and Ye's father doesn't have any brothers and sisters. Because of the affair with Ye Jiangcheng's father, who was going to see him?

After a while, the two had turned around the woods and came not far from Ye Ziliang's cemetery.

At this point, it can already be clearly seen.

There is indeed a woman squatting in front of Ye Ziliang's tombstone. The woman is wearing a black dress and her long hair is tied behind her head. She is half kneeling on the grass at this time. Even though there is a distance, you can still hear her shoulders. Stirring, obviously crying.

The fingers on the tombstone were grasping very hard, revealing strong emotions.

As if hearing the footsteps of the two, the woman in black wiped her face quickly, put the eyes pinched back on her face, then stood up, and slowly turned towards the two.

Seeing who the other party was, both parties were a little surprised.

"Aunt Zhou?"

Yi Meng exclaimed.

The woman standing in front of Ye Ziliang's grave was none other than Ye Jiangcheng's mother Zhou Shiling.

Although she had wiped away her tears, the reddened eyes behind the lenses and the wet tears on her face all proved that she had just cried, and cried very hard.

Not far away, her assistant was still standing.

Because there was a tree separating them, Yimeng and the others did not see her assistant Linda.

Situ Nanke had seen these two people before, so he was no stranger to them.

Seeing Yi Meng and Situ Nanke holding the bouquet, Zhou Shiling's eyes flashed with strangeness.

"What... are you here for?"

There was obvious displeasure in her tone.

(End of this chapter)