meet han guang

Chapter 122 How can love change (1)

After going to the lobby, Shi Hanguang was sitting on the grand teacher's chair at the door, and Ah Feng next to him was holding a bowl of noodles, bowing his head and talking to him.

Ye Mingzhen and Ye Lingyun walked up.

"What's the matter?" Ye Mingzhen was a little puzzled when he saw that there were still more than half of the noodles in the bowl.

Ah Feng stood up straight, looking at Ye Mingzhen hesitant to speak.

Shi Hanguang looked up at her, with a dark handsome face: "Really, you are fooling me."

"How did I fool you?" Ye Ming was really puzzled.

"You avoid it first." Shi Hanguang glanced at Ye Lingyun, his tone cold.

Ye Mingzhen turned his head and gestured to Ye Lingyun with his eyes.

Although Ye Lingyun was a little bit reluctant, he still left.

"You didn't make this noodle, did you?" Shi Hanguang pointed to the bowl that Ah Feng was holding.

"The one made by Lingyun tastes much better than mine."

"I know that you and that woman are working together to fool me. Although the taste of the noodles is similar, no, it should be better than your cooking, but I have a cheap mouth and I am used to your cooking, but I am not used to eating other people's cooking."

"Since you can taste better than mine, it means that you can eat it and you are just not used to it for a while." Ye Mingzhen took the bowl in Ah Feng's hand and handed it to Shi Hanguang: "Don't be angry, hurry up Let's eat, we're leaving."

"Don't eat." Shi Hanguang turned his head away.

Although I felt that Shi Hanguang was a bit willful at this time, Ye Mingzhen was not unhappy this time, but felt a little relieved in his heart. Is she swollen?
"Hey, eat some more, you'll be hungry later, I'll make it for you when I come back at noon." Hearing the third uncle's urging, Ye Mingzhen coaxed in a low voice.

"If you don't eat, you won't die from starvation. Let's go." Shi Hanguang got up and walked towards the gate.

Several bodyguards hurriedly followed.

Ah Feng didn't follow immediately, but whispered to Ye Mingzhen: "Madam, my young master is sometimes very stubborn, don't take it to heart."

"It's okay, hurry up and follow." Ye Mingzhen shook his head, expressing his indifference.

Ah Feng just followed up...

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A group of people took the grave-sweeping things and headed for the deep mountains.

Ye Mingzhen's grandmother was buried in the Ye family's ancestral grave. The cemetery is not far from the village, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk there.

Because the third uncle often comes to clean up the cemetery, the area around the cemetery is very clean.

Everyone weeded and burned paper money together.

Under Ye Mingzhen's signal, the third uncle brought those relatives down the mountain first.

Ye Lingyun wanted to stay, but Ye Mingzhen advised her to go back and make lunch first.

Then she followed the third uncle reluctantly and left.

After walking a few steps, he looked back at Shi Hanguang.

Ye Ming was really speechless, her cousin was really not reserved at all in expressing her feelings.

Ah Feng and several bodyguards also retreated a few meters away to guard.

Only Shi Hanguang and Ye Mingzhen remained in front of the tomb.

Shi Hanguang squatted in front of the tombstone, he took off the hanging chain that had been hanging around his neck, untied the silver ring from the chain, and gently placed it in front of the tombstone.

He opened the wooden box he brought with him again, and there was a stack of yellowed letters inside, which were all the letters his grandfather wrote to Ye Mingzhen's grandmother that hadn't been sent.

He took a lighter and burned the letters one by one.

Both of them had red eyes and neither spoke.

The letters were burned to ashes and scattered in the wind.

Pressed on the bottom of the wooden box is a yellowed photo with missing corners.

In the photo, the young Grandma Ye and Grandpa Shi smiled sweetly...

Even if the vicissitudes of life turn into mulberry fields, only love is not old.

(End of this chapter)