Chapter 595: confused

Chapter 595
"Does Mu Ya know why her mother is angry?"
Mu Chen tried to figure out what the reporters were saying from her daughter's mouth. "Does Mu Ya know what those bad uncles and bad aunts said?"
Mu Ya tilted her head and looked up at Mu Chen, her expression showed that she couldn't describe it.
Daddy, I'm only two years old for your daughter. Although I'm in the stage of learning tongues and tongues, I can't learn too much.
After thinking about it, Mu Ya slid down to the ground. After she touched the ground with her feet, she kicked Mu Chen's feet with her little feet. Mu Chen didn't know why, and then Mu Ya fell to the ground.
"Mu Ya."
Mu Chen picked up her daughter quickly, but still didn't quite understand what she meant.
"Bad auntie."
Mu Ya explained with difficulty.
Mu Chen frowned, her handsome face sank, and asked, "Mu Ya meant that a bad aunt tripped her mother and her mother fell to the ground?"
Mu Ya nodded sharply, "Mu Ya is afraid."
Zhang Xiao's trip was sudden. She didn't have any mental preparation, and Mu Ya didn't. The mother and daughter fell at the same time. Mu Ya was really frightened. Fortunately, Zhang Xiao guarded her tightly, so she didn't hit the ground. .
"Damn it!"
"Daddy, it hurts..."
Mu Ya burst into tears.
It turned out that Mu Chen was too angry. As soon as his hands tightened, Mu Ya who was held by him felt that her small body would be crushed by her own father.
After returning to his senses, Mu Chen quickly relaxed, apologizing to her daughter, holding her daughter downstairs, and calling Ning Zhiyuan, asking Ning Zhiyuan to help him stare at the woman who tripped Zhang Xiao, and wait for him. Settle accounts.
"Mu Ya, let's go find mom."
After putting my daughter in the car, I felt that the child was too young to be held by an adult, and it was not safe to ride in the car. Mu Chen replaced that Audi with a child safety seat.
When Dad said that she would take her to find her mother, Mu Ya sat obediently in the child safety chair.
Zhang Xiao's phone is still turned off.
When she is in a bad mood, her favorite place to go is the cemetery.
This is what Yi Xiujie told Mu Chen.
"Aunt Lan."
Mu Chen yelled, and after Aunt Lan ran out, he instructed: "Get in the car." Since he was going to the cemetery to find Zhang Xiao, he didn't want to bring Mu Ya into the cemetery and asked Aunt Shang Lan to go with him, so he could stay. Aunt Lan looks after Mu Ya in the car.
"it is good."
Aunt Lan just got in the car without asking anything.
After leaving the door, Mu Chen didn't hesitate at all, and went straight towards the cemetery.
The gloomy sky became more and more gloomy, as if it was going to rain.
It rains in winter and the temperature is even lower.
God guesses that the mood is not good, it is really raining, it is drizzle.
The rain is not heavy, but it's freezing cold.
Zhang Xiao sat in the taxi, quietly watching the drizzle falling outside the window.
While driving the taxi, the taxi driver turned his head and said to Zhang Xiao: "Girl, it's raining, do you want to go to the cemetery? The weather is bad at first, and that kind of place is a wicked place. Don't go. ."
Zhang Xiao said lightly: "I'll add another 100 yuan to the fare."
Many taxi drivers are reluctant to come to the cemetery and crematorium. They feel that these two places are bad places. If you want to take a taxi to these two places, you will definitely have to pay more.
It's okay during the day, and you can arrive safely by giving more money.
If it is at night, no matter how much money is given, few people are willing to go.
It is daytime, but the winter is always gloomy. Now it’s raining again and the cemetery is a sinister place. No wonder the taxi driver wants to persuade Zhang Xiao not to go.
However, after Zhang Xiao said that he would add another one hundred yuan to the fare, the taxi driver stopped persuading him, just murmured.
There was still a hundred meters away from the cemetery, and the taxi driver refused to go any more. He collected the money and left Zhang Xiao aside, and hurried away, as if a ghost was chasing him behind.
The biting cold wind came with a drizzle, and soon Zhang Xiao's head was stained with white spots, which were tiny raindrops.
All around is quiet.
The road is full of straight pines and cypresses.
Zhang Xiao went on foot.
Near the entrance of the cemetery, the few small shops that specialize in making money for dead people were open. The door was empty and there was no car. It's not Ching Ming season, business here will be colder.
There is the sound of rubbing mahjong in the store.
When Zhang Xiao’s people appeared at the entrance of the shop, when the few mahjongs were rubbing vigorously, they suddenly saw someone popping up. They all stopped their movements and looked at Zhang Xiao all together. It seems to be analyzing whether Zhang Xiao is a human or a ghost.
"I want to buy two bunches of chrysanthemums."
Zhang Xiao spoke gently.
The four exchanged glances.
"I am human."
The four of them were smirked by Zhang Xiao. One of them stood up and walked over to greet Zhang Xiao to enter the store. She touched Zhang Xiao's hand without a trace. Although it was cold, she was still popular. , Only then can I completely believe that Zhang Xiao is an individual.
Zhang Xiao thought it was funny.
They are all earning money from dead people. What strange things have not happened? There will be times of fear.
Zhang Xiao was wrong, because they were earning money from dead people. They were afraid of everything they encountered before, but they were reluctant to bear business and money.
"Girl, I'm sorry, it's really cold weather and raining. Ghosts don't want to go out, but the girl is here, so we just...Bah, don't mention ghosts, don't talk about those in this place ."
The aunt laughed again, and was silly.
Zhang Xiao didn't say that he was in a bad mood. He picked two bunches of chrysanthemums, and after paying the money, he was about to leave with two bunches of chrysanthemums.
"girl."
The aunt stopped Zhang Xiao, and when Zhang Xiao stopped, she went to get an umbrella, handed it to Zhang Xiao, and said, "The girl must go to visit her relatives in this weather, and she can't go like this. It’s raining, don’t look at the drizzle. When you get out of it, your whole body is soaked. This umbrella is a bit worn out, and it’s better than not. Give it to the girl and don’t have to return it."
Zhang Xiao took the worn-out umbrella, thanked her aunt, and left the shop with the bouquet and the worn-out umbrella.
The old man guarding the cemetery was eating chicken feet, eating peanuts, and drinking beer. He thought he was dazzled when he saw someone walking by.
Why does anyone come to the cemetery in this weather?
Could it be hell?
The old man wanted to go out and see, but in the end, he still didn't come out. If he thinks the ghost does not find him, he should not disturb the ghost.
Zhang Xiao, who was regarded as a ghost by the tomb watcher, first went to the tomb of his grandparents and gently placed a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, holding an umbrella in one hand and another bunch of chrysanthemums in the other. She looked down, she looked With a group photo of grandparents.
"Grandpa, grandma, Xiaoer came to see you."
She hasn't bothered her grandparents for a long time.
The cold wind howled.
It seems that two old people are telling the pain of missing their granddaughter.
Zhang Xiao squatted down and placed another bunch of chrysanthemums on her thigh. She was able to free up one hand, and then stroked the cold tombstone, and said softly: "Grandpa, grandma, Xiao'er is a little confused , Seems to be unable to find a direction."