Chapter 8: cemetery? ! Aiko? !

Suddenly Doudou's lovely voice rang over the phone.
"I just remind you to count me in your life in China, otherwise, I am unhappy crying in front of grandpa and grandma, and if you are caught off guard, I don't believe you can laugh."
Mu Chuqing gritted her teeth, "You are cruel!"
"Hmm, you are too stupid!"
"Hehe, you were born of me as a fool!"
"This is the only place I thank my dad!"
"..."
Mu Chuqing was silenced by her baby girl again, so she could only find the steps to step down.
"Okay, okay, don't talk to you, don't be late for school!"
"Remember, I will return home immediately, and the room, school, and insurance will be properly managed!"
"Yes, yes, I see, little ancestor!"
Mu Chuqing hung up, feeling happy and worried about her baby girl's IQ.
Xiaodoudou put the phone back in place, jumped out of the bed, climbed under the bed and took out a small box, opened the box with his chubby little hands, and turned out a picture in a pile of photos.
The photo is a group photo. The mother above is wearing a pure white dress, held by a very handsome man, smiling very brightly at the camera.
She could see that her mother was the happiest at that time.
If she guessed correctly, the man holding her mother must be her father.
Doudou stretched out her little finger to point at the man's nose in the photo, and said with a pouting mouth: "Dare to make mom so hard, you have to pay a price!"
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Mu Chuqing stopped in front of a flower shop. Mu Chuqing got off the car and walked into the flower shop. When she came out, she already had a bouquet of sunflowers and marguerite flowers in her arms.
The car stopped at the foot of Xishan, and Mu Chuqing got out of the car holding the flowers.
The sky was gray, and the thick dark clouds pressed down, making people breathless.
Mu Chuqing stood by the car and looked up at the countless thousands of stairs. The heights were filled with a faint mist, faintly revealing the lush green plants quietly releasing life.
Mu Chuqing's expression was sad, her cold eyes were full of pain, and the delicate collarbone moved, she slowly raised her foot and stepped onto the long steps.
Mu Chuqing finally stood in front of a fine white marble tombstone, bent over and put the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, then straightened up and looked at the tombstone quietly.
There is no photo on the tombstone, only four pale characters.
"Tomb of the beloved son"!
Not even a name.
The cold and beautiful eyes were already crying silently. She stepped forward to support the corner of the tombstone, and the tears that broke the embankment fell on the smooth white marble, which made people heartache.
"Baby, mom... I came to see you..."
"Sorry……"
Mu Chuqing cried silently, but her voice was very careful and gentle, for fear that it might scare anyone.
Her son lived in her belly for two months. She didn't protect him. He didn't even breathe a bit of air, so...
But Mu Chuqing did not dare to think deeply, she was afraid that she would no longer be able to walk out of this cemetery...
Mu Chuqing had been in the cemetery for an afternoon. If it hadn't been for the phone to ring, she had never thought of leaving.
She answered the phone, "Chuqing! Chouqing! Are you back yet?"
Su Nuan uttered a hot and anxious tone on the other end of the phone, completely not giving Mu Chuqing a chance to speak.
"It should be here, I want to kill you, Zhou Papi, I didn't approve any leave for the whole day yesterday, and I couldn't pick you up. Chuqing, I'm sorry!"
Mu Chuqing pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, work is important!"
"What kind of work is important, you are the most important!"
"..."
"Now, tonight, Baixiju, I'll treat you!"
"it is good!"