I really am not a freeloader!

this......

How did this thing get here?

He clearly remembered that there were only some low-level spiritual plants here before. Could such a thing really exist? !

"Hey, look!"

Ji Xueyi came to Zhao Qian with the blooming flower in her hand. The red and white colors intertwined on the petals to form a very gorgeous pattern.

"It's really worthy of being called a snow suit, it's well made!"

Zhao Qian touched his sister-in-law's little head and praised her gently.

"What is the name of this flower?"

"I don't know, but I've had this seed for a long time, and it bloomed for the first time this year!"

After hearing this, Zhao Qian became a little curious.

Ji Xueyi had a smile on her face. It was rare for her to be able to grow something like this.

After all, there is not much she can do at home, and planting is one of her few hobbies.

After his wife woke up, Zhao Qian told Ji Huanglian about this matter.

But unexpectedly, Ji Huanglian fell silent all of a sudden.

"What's wrong? Is there something special about this spiritual plant?"

Zhao Qian was curious.

Ji Huanglian looked at her husband with complicated eyes, then sighed deeply.

After telling a story, Zhao Qian became even more silent.

And on the other side.

"Go down..."

Zhang Xin nodded slightly and walked out of Ji Jun's room.

Ji Jun remained silent. He just sat there until it got dark and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

But even so, he still sat here in silence.

His eyes were filled with very complicated emotions.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but it seemed like it was already late at night outside and the wind was biting cold.

He left Ji's mansion, braved the cold wind, flew over countless mountains and ridges, and finally came to a pond.

And in the center of this pool of water there is a tombstone.

Next to this tombstone, there are many green weeds blooming.

However, it did not seem particularly noisy, but instead embellished the entire tomb.

You know, it's almost deep winter.

There is such a green scene here.

The name of the tomb owner is written on the top.

"Luwei..."

A name came out of Ji Jun's mouth with a trembling voice.

He just stood there stupidly, not daring to move forward, for fear of seeing the things he had placed here again.

If you see items like that, the times you spent with them will surely come flooding back into your mind.

So he didn't dare to come, nor was he willing to come.

But…but…but…

Ji Jun had mixed feelings in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took a step forward.

As you walk forward, the name on the tombstone can be seen more clearly under the moonlight.

In front of the tombstone, there are objects weathered by time.

They are here, receiving the baptism of time.

There was an inexplicable spiritual energy surging from their bodies, fixing them here.

And in the very middle, there is a tiny seed.

There is nothing around it, it occupies a whole open space.

Ji Jun stood where he was, and the tiny seed flew into his hands.

He bit his lip.

"Didn't you say that this thing can't be grown at all?"

"Really? You lied to me again..."

"It could also be that our daughter is just too strong..."

Ji Jun sat here, talking while looking at the moon above.

"But maybe it's not your fault. Our daughter is just too strong."

He repeated it again, with a hint of pride in his tone.

"After all, my planting skills are much better than yours. I always remember that when you planted flowers, you always watered them a lot for no apparent reason."

"Then he ran over with a panicked look on his face and said this. How could he be so uneducated..."

“In the end, I couldn’t find this seed for you.

That guy made a promise, saying that this thing is not afraid of flooding and can be made at will... But when I bought it back and took a look, I found that these two seeds were still dead. "

As Ji Jun spoke, tears flowed from his eyes: "You were so excited at that time..."

He was so excited that he wanted to drag himself to cause trouble for that person, and wanted to prove that his planting skills were actually very good.

But soon Ji Jun couldn't continue speaking, as memories of the past filled his mind.

This is also the reason why he is unwilling to come here.

The knife of the past hurts the most.

He wiped his tears and said, "Why is the wind so strong here? I really don't know why you like this place."

Even if it was an excuse, there was no one left who could expose it.

He also realized this thing and finally shook his head.

"It's time to show you what it's like to be unable to raise something. Then I'll see what you can still say."

"Let our daughter come here tomorrow and let her torture her mother severely!"

Ji Jun left a few words and left.

At night, the evening breeze by the pond seems to be telling us to slow down...

-

On the second day, Zhao Qian followed his wife, holding his sister-in-law and followed Ji Jun towards that direction.

Ji Huanglian was silent along the way, and she came close to her uncle.

Zhao Qian was holding his sister-in-law and looking at the scenery around him.

He had already guessed something.

"Uncle, are you okay here?"

Ji Huanglian looked at her uncle with some concern.

Ji Jun is a very calm and reliable person in the whole family.

But today, Ji Huanglian saw her uncle's hands trembling more than once.

"It's okay, I just didn't get enough rest last night."

Ji Huanglian sighed as she watched Ji Jun suddenly fall behind so many people.

It's like this, and you still say it's okay?!

Ugh.

She sighed deeply.

However, Zhao Qian was walking slowly behind with Ji Xueyi in his arms.

She suddenly thought of something, as if...

This is the first time my younger sister has come here.

When she thought of this, she became even more silent.

His sister's health had not been good before, so she had not been able to visit his mother's grave.

I don’t know what happened to my uncle today. He suddenly wanted to bring my sister to see him.

But it's as it should be. It's been nearly 11 years since I was born.

But he doesn’t even know where his mother is buried. This is too cruel.

And all this is thanks to my husband.

Zhao Qian noticed his wife's gaze and smiled slightly.

That's it......

Being able to protect your current happiness is the meaning of your current cultivation.

Ah Qian, just wait, I will protect you well.

Ji Huanglian made a decision in her heart.

The four of them actually walked very quickly and arrived at their destination before noon.

The scenery around here can be considered very desolate.

But the green grass in the middle of the pool still made Ji Xueyi's eyes sparkle with a natural light.

She walked down from Zhao Qian's arms and came to Ji Jun, who had been leading the way.

"Daddy, Daddy, what is that place?"

Ji Jun's body trembled, not knowing what expression he should show.

He took a deep breath.

He forced a smile on his face.

"Xue Yi, did you bring the flowers I asked you to bring?"

Although Ji Xueyi didn't understand, she still nodded vigorously.

Ji Xueyi took out the red and white flowers from her azure Qiankun bag.

"Look!"

"Yes, come over with the flowers."

Ji Xueyi was also confused, but since it was her father who said it, she would not doubt it too much.

There is a path next to it that leads to the center of the pool.

She trotted towards that direction.

"Slower!"

Zhao Qian just shouted out loud, and then he seemed to realize that there was something wrong with his shouting. After all, the man’s father was right next to him and didn’t say anything.

But Ji Jun didn't say anything. He just watched Ji Xueyi who was about to walk to the center of the pool and silently clenched his fists.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

Ji Xueyi ran over and found the tombstone with the name on it.

The three people by the pond saw Ji Xueyi put down the flowerpot.

She looked at it for a moment, then took out her handkerchief and wiped off some of the dust on the tombstone.