After sending the photo to the assistant, Luo Xiaoqian turned to look at the little boy who was concentrating on wiping the tombstone, walked over again, and knelt down beside the boy.
"Momo, we should go."
This boy is Luo Jun, her and Leng Zimo's child, Momo is his nickname.
"Waiting a moment." Luo Jun folded the dirty handkerchief in his hand and wiped the dust off the tombstone with the clean side. Then he stood up with satisfaction, "Grandma, let's go first. Wait.
Let’s celebrate some birthdays. When it’s your birthday, we’ll come see you again.”
"Be good." Luo Xiaoqian held her son's thin shoulders, "Mom, let's go first. You can take good care of yourself down there. When the time comes, I will find a way to bury you and my dad together."
The mother and son took a few steps back, and Luo Xiaoqian gently patted her son on the shoulder, "Momo, let's salute grandma together."
"good."
Luo Jun immediately agreed, and then he and her bent towards the tombstone and bowed three times.
Luo Xiaoqian straightened up, put her sunglasses back on her face, and held her son's hand as she walked down the stairs. The little boy did not forget to wave goodbye to her grandmother's tombstone. The assistant and bodyguard had already followed him respectfully.
"Shall we continue as usual and book a flight back tomorrow?" Assistant Mike asked politely.
"Is there any urgent work in the company these two days?" Luo Xiaoqian asked.
Mike flipped through the folder in his hand, "You have a meeting next Monday. There is no work that you have to do personally before then."
Luo Xiaoqian pondered for a moment, "Let's book the flight tickets a few days later."
"Okay." Mike agreed immediately.
Several people walked out of the cemetery together. The bodyguard had already taken the lead and opened the car door for the mother and son. They sat in the car and took the wet tissue handed over by the assistant to wipe their son's hands. Luo Xiaoqian looked sideways at the sky outside.
.
"Let's go!"
"Can we go to the beach to play for a while?" Luo Jun looked away from the window and looked at his mother and asked, "I promised Mina that I would help her bring a Chinese starfish back."
"Okay." Luo Xiaoqian petted his little head lovingly, "I know there is a place where you can definitely find it."
Lifting her face, she ordered calmly, "At the intersection ahead, turn left."
The extended Lincoln slowly turned onto the left side of the road, passed through a villa area, and stopped near a residential house that was still in a very primitive state.
The bodyguard opened the car door, and Luo Xiaoqian and Luo Jun got out of the car together.
Holding his little hand, she walked slowly into the familiar street.
Five years later, this place is still the same as when she left. Villas have been developed and built around it, but the residential buildings in this area have still not been demolished.
Arriving outside the door of her home, Luo Xiaoqian stopped naturally.
The iron door is tightly closed, and the new lock on it has become rusty after five years of beating.
Today in spring, the roses outside the courtyard wall are just like previous years. They have begun to grow new green leaves. I think it won't be long before the entire wall will be blooming with the most brilliant red roses.
"Mom?" Luo Jun looked at the house in front of him when he saw if she stopped and asked, "Whose home is this?"
"This is grandma's home." Luo Xiaoqian looked away, "Let's go and pick up starfish."
Luo Jun stood still and said, "Why don't we go in and take a look?"
