Zongling Biography

Chapter 163 Give Me a Tip

Ji Sijiu didn't need to go there in person, but she hasn't seen them for a long time. She has hardly been down the mountain since she was bedridden for a few months, so she also wants to see them.

Xiao Luzi stepped forward and said, "Miss, shall I carry you down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet slipped and rolled down.

Afu and Dumb Girl couldn't help laughing, and Ji Sijiu couldn't help laughing along with her after seeing it.

Afu rolled her eyes and shouted at Alu: "Fortunately, Miss is not on your back, otherwise you would have to fall back to bed and lie on the bed for a few more months."

Ah Lu sat in the snow scratching his head and giggling.

A feeling rose in Ji Sijiu's heart. She lost her family, and God gave her some new family members.

This can be regarded as opening a window for her again.

At this point, it's not too bad for her.

Normal people need to walk for more than half an hour, but they walked for more than an hour.

Ji Sijiu's body hadn't exercised so hard for a long time, let alone walking slowly for an hour. Naturally, her body couldn't bear it. She was sweating profusely, and the wind blew the coolness on her back. Already drenched.

The dumb girl asked worriedly: "Miss, why don't I carry you on my back? Or carry you over?"

Ji Sijiu waved his hand, "It's not like I'm paralyzed, so why not lift it. It's almost here, keep at it, I'm fine."

The eyes of the people around her all fell on her, and every step she took touched the hearts of these people.

Cuizhu kept complaining, "Can you walk faster? I really don't know what you can do, so many people have to accommodate you to walk so slowly, and we have to take Qingyuan back to our hometown. How can we go back when it's dark!"

Qing Yuan's father patiently persuaded him by his side: "Stop talking about you! Why are you talking so much?"

Cuizhu rolled her eyes, her face full of dissatisfaction.

The dumb girl was just about to argue with her, when Ji Sijiu saw the little stone running over, causing a whirlwind.

Her little foot suddenly stretched out in front of Cuizhu, when Cuizhu turned around to walk away, her left foot tripped over her right foot and fell to the ground.

Only then did the dumb girl feel relieved, and gave up the idea of ​​arguing with her.

"Yes! You really deserve it!"

The old man Li gritted his teeth and said.

When they finally reached the cemetery, her hair was covered with snow.

The dumb girl took a handkerchief to help her clean it up, and the tomb-watcher stepped forward and called out respectfully: "Patriarch."

She nodded slightly, and said with a smile on her face: "Thank you for your hard work, and go to the mountain to have tea when you have time."

Seeing the plain smiling face of the tomb man made Ji Sijiu feel very at ease.

She walked straight to Qingyuan's tomb, and asked them to arrange the offerings prepared by them in the future, as well as the offerings brought to Zhuhua and the inner courtyard of the ancestral tomb.

Ji Sijiu took the handkerchief from the mute girl, and slowly wiped the snow off Qingyuan's tomb. Looking at his black and white photos, it seemed that he was also looking at herself at this moment.

"Brother Qingyuan, your parents have come to pick you up... If you are willing to go back with them, I will let them take you away.

If you don't want to, just give me a reminder, no one can take you away.

What's on your mind, I need you to tell me, okay? "

After she finished speaking for a long while, there was no response.

She reached out to caress his black and white photo, Cuizhu suddenly squeezed over, and rushed forward crying.

"Son! Mother misses you! It's mother's fault. Mother didn't take you away because she wanted you to be better than going back to our cemetery! Don't blame mother..."

(End of this chapter)