After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 85
On the way back.

There was no sound in the nanny's car, and Ge Ping carefully peeked at her expression.

Jiang Mu had a stinky face from the end of the event.

He has no doubt that he will show up later, the entertainment news at this moment is all,
Jiang Mu's black face...

Jiang Mu's big name...

The true face of the National Goddess after shedding her disguise...

"In the future, all invalid activities of this type will be pushed back."

When she finally heard her statement, Ge Ping hurriedly responded: "Hey, I'm all up to you."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly relaxed, and the sound of unpacking boxes was heard.

Zhuang Rui buried his head in stealing food, unaware of the gaze from the back row.

The back of the head was attacked, and the assistant who guarded the food was busy packing up the snacks.

Ge Ping: "What are you eating, is it sneaky?"

Zhuang Rui swallowed what was in his mouth two or three times, and handed in his grievances: "Qingtuan, I want to taste the same taste as my hometown."

Zhuang Rui is from the south, and every household will steam some before and after the Ching Ming Festival, which is a traditional custom there.

It's Ching Ming Festival.

Jiang Mu glanced at the date, it was the day after tomorrow.

Her complexion turned cold again just after returning to Wen, Ge Ping was a smart person, and when he saw this, he made jokes with Zhuang Rui to change the subject.

"Put it away quickly, no one will eat yours, and you won't be too choked."

"It's okay, not as delicious as my mother's steamed."

On the Ching Ming Festival, it began to rain lightly.

Jiang Mu held an umbrella and held sunflowers in his arms. As he walked, the black windbreaker raised the corners of his clothes, sweeping away a trace of coolness.

She drove here alone.

On the day of grave sweeping, there are the most people in the cemetery.

Pedestrians passing by looked sad, and no one paid attention to who was passing beside them.

The big black umbrella covered her facial features, and Jiang Mu stopped counting her steps.

She was silent for a moment, as if preparing mentally.

The black umbrella was tilted on his shoulders, and Jiang Mu looked sideways to the left.

Their tombs are next to each other.

Sometimes Jiang Mu is very envious. He accompanied each other during his lifetime and never left after his death. He really wanted to ask if they would quarrel when they went underground.

The photo on the tombstone is middle-aged, both wearing glasses, kind and elegant.

The perfect teacher in the eyes of students, her nightmare.

Several bouquets of flowers have been piled up in front of the tombstone, as well as copies of some medals.

It should be some outstanding students to share the honor and comfort the souls of the dead.

Jiang Mu slowly squatted down and wiped the dust on the tombstone with a paper towel.

"I'm also here to announce the good news. I'm married, a flash marriage. He is very good in all aspects, but you probably won't like him. He is a rich man, not an intellectual you like."

"I quite like it."

"By the way, I'm doing pretty well in the entertainment industry, and I've filmed two more movies recently. Although it's because you entered the industry indirectly, it's because you gave me the greatest freedom during my lifetime."

"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. It's impossible to quit the industry for the postgraduate entrance examination. After all, being a star is more profitable. Look at my memory. I'm now a queen, a professional artist."

Jiang Mu suddenly laughed, now that she thinks about it, she is pretty good in any industry.

"Thank you for your training."

I am most grateful to myself who gritted her teeth and persisted in the past. Knowledge is priceless, and it is also a woman's greatest confidence.

Jiang Mu put down the flowers.

Although she doesn't like studying, what she wants most is the care and love of her parents.

She had been looking forward to it for more than [-] years, exhausting all the time in the first half of her life, until they lived in the cold cemetery, but they didn't wait for a trace of family affection.

"Sometimes I hate you guys."

They may be qualified teachers, but not competent parents.

(End of this chapter)