After hard work, a group of people finally came to the top of the mountain.

I haven't come back to watch my grandma for such a long time, Qin Shu has expected a desolate scene with no knee.

But the ground under the feet has traces of cleaning, and the tombstone not far away is also clean. It stands under an ancient cloud pine.

This surprised her a little.

Except for raising parents, grandma has no other relatives. Who else will come to visit her old man?

Qin Shu was still thinking that a figure walked by her, walking towards the tombstone trembling.

It was Shen Lao ... Qin Shu's expression moved, his eyes stared at his back.

I saw that he came to the tombstone and slowly raised his hand, just like stroking the loved ones who loved deeply, and carefully touched the name of the engraving on it: Qin, so incense, incense.

His fingertips pass through every script, as if with endless nostalgia and obsession.

"Dean Shen this is ..."

An Ruoqing looked at this scene in surprise, turned his head to ask the daughter next to him.

Qin Shu nodded gently, signaled to explain to her mother later.

An Ruoqing was clear, and no longer asked more.

Others also saw the clue, chose to be silent, not to disturb Shen Lao.

Shen Mu was facing the crowd, standing quietly in front of the tombstone.

When he returned to God, tears had already wet cheeks.

He quickly raised his hand to wipe, quickly sorted out his emotions, and then looked back at everyone.

"Feel sorry......"

The old voice listened carefully.

Everyone seemed to see something, shook his head with a kind smile on his face.

Qin Shu gave Chu Lin Shen a glance, and the latter led the gods, and immediately stepped forward with her to spread the brought to the memorial supplies.

Qin Shu handed the incense to Shen Mu, "Teacher, do you give your grandma the first incense?"

Shen Mu took a half step back and hesitant.

Chu Lin Shen knew what he was shrinking, and persuaded: "Don't quit, you are the old man of Grandma Qin, she should be glad to see you here."

Shen Mu looked at the name on the tombstone, his eyes flashed, and finally gritted his teeth to pick up the incense in Qin Shu's hands.

Others were arranged behind Shen Mu, and incense Qin in turn.

Qin Shu is the last one.

When it was her turn, she was holding a handful of Xiangxuelan who did not know where to pick.

Seeing this fresh and white flower, Shen Mu's pupils shocked.

Qin Shu gently put the flower in front of the tombstone, Wen Sheng said: "This is the favorite flower of grandma during his lifetime. It symbolizes pure true feelings and longing for happiness and happiness."

After speaking, she inserted the in front of the soil in front of her, looking at the name on the tombstone, her eyes couldn't help wet.

"Grandma, I have found my biological parents, and this month I will have a wedding with Chu Linhen. I have a good life, how about you?"

She murmured her words, full of missing grandma.

If grandma is still alive, how good it is ...

The worship is over.

Everyone is going down the mountain to go back.

No matter how much it is in Qin Shu's heart, he can only wait for the next time you come again.

She took the tears in her eyes and raised An Ruoqing's arm: "Mom, let's go."

An Ruoqing held her hand gently, her eyes were as gentle as water, "um."

Shen Mu walked at the end, and was different from the time when he came. He seemed to slow down.

From time to time, looking back at the Xiang Xuelan shaking in the wind, the ears seemed to echo the girl's silver bell -like voice:

"Brother, Master asked us to pick herbs, how do you dig these flowers back?"

"Isn't it a special festival today? I think there are a lot of flowers outside, so I also get some flowers to respond. Besides, who said I am a medicine?"

"Really? This flower is so good -looking, can I still get medicine, what is the name?"

"Axiang, you like it so, then give it to you. Remember, this is called Xiang Xuelan."

"Is the fragrance of my name?"

"Hmm ... yes."
Chapter completed!