Uncle Chen picked up the handle of the flower basket with his fingers and brought it up to his eyes to look at it carefully.
The small flower basket is made of woven bamboo strips.
It's obviously a bit old.
He turned the flower basket upside down and shook it, and a few broken stems and leaves fell out.
Maybe...there were flowers in this little flower basket.
But it took too long, and those flowers had already withered and fallen off.
…
"Child's father?"
The woman turned her head and found that the man who had been following her was gone. She couldn't help but shout.
"dad!"
The child followed the mother's lead, folding her hands and shouting.
The birds in the forest were startled and flew out with wings fluttering.
"Giggle~"
The child smiled happily.
…
"coming."
The man responded quickly.
He stuffed the small flower basket into his pants pocket.
This little flower basket looked like it had been left here for a long time.
He looks pretty good.
I'll ask my daughter later if she wants it?
If you don't want it, just throw it away.
…
"But then I was distracted by other things, and I forgot about this little flower basket."
"It wasn't until I was driving back that I suddenly thought of this little flower basket again..."
When he arrived at the service area to rest, the man put his hand into his pants pocket and planned to take out the small flower basket and show it to his daughter.
But not just his trouser pockets, he searched all the pockets on his body, but he couldn't find the little flower basket.
Was it lost somewhere?
He was confused.
Just when he was about to think carefully, his wife interrupted him.
"Forget it, it's just something picked up on the ground."
"If you lose it, lose it."
"What else are you looking for?"
The child was also not interested in the small flower basket. What she wanted more at that time was a fragrant hot dog.
The child's greedy look made him laugh.
Then he left the little flower basket behind and went to buy hot dogs for his children.
…
"It's such a small thing."
The middle-aged man emphasized again, "But I really didn't think of this at first."
After all, it is really such a trivial matter.
Sure enough, talking about the situation at that time is more effective than just thinking about it alone.
He unexpectedly remembered something again.
…
"Little flower basket..."
Xiao Xiao murmured in a low voice, "Tomb ghost."
He looked past the middle-aged man and towards a certain monster with a dazed expression, "Is the thing you are looking for...a small flower basket?"
…
"……ah?"
The middle-aged man has a big mouth.
Little flower basket...
How can it be?
How could the thing that the Grave Ghost was willing to risk his life to find... be just a small flower basket he picked up casually on the ground?
No matter how you think about it, it should be... something more precious, right?
…
The tomb ghost opened his mouth.
Little flower basket...
The word was like a sharp arrow tearing through the confusion before his eyes.
The one eye suddenly opened wide, slowly revealing a look of surprise.
It remembered!
…
The change in Tomb Ghost's expression said it all.
The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of joy in his brows, "It's just a little flower basket, right?"
He was still thinking just now that the matter in front of him was more troublesome than expected.
Unexpectedly, in the end, the goal was determined faster than he expected.
very good.
As long as there is a goal, there is also a direction.
What happens next is simple.
It's nothing more than...finding that little flower basket.
…
The grave ghost nodded.
He nodded again.
The breath around him was rising and falling, and he was obviously a little excited.
The memory that gradually became clear in his mind made his expression a little complicated.
That little girl... I wonder if she's okay?
…
"We'll talk about other things later."
Although Xiao Xiao was a little curious about the story behind this little flower basket, the top priority at this time was to find the little flower basket.
Then send the grave ghost back to the cemetery.
"Uncle Chen."
Xiao Xiao looked at the surprised middle-aged man and said, "Let's go to your car and take a look."
…
"……ah?"
The middle-aged man's reaction was a little slow.
He was still in disbelief that what the grave ghost was looking for was really such a small flower basket, and his mind was a little confused for a while.
It took Xiao Xiao's voice a while to enter his brain.
Then, he was confused again, "Go to my car?"
"Why?"
…
"It's just a possibility."
Xiao Xiao explained patiently, "You discovered that the little flower basket was missing on the way back."
"Maybe the little flower basket fell on your car."
"It's just that you didn't notice it."
"Now, we can only hope that this is possible."
"otherwise……"
"If the little flower basket was lost before you drove off."
"That……"
Xiao Xiao frowned slightly, it was extremely difficult to find the little flower basket.
"That's troublesome."
…
"oh oh."
The middle-aged man nodded understandingly.
He knocked on his head.
He was also confused.
You need someone else to explain such a simple thing before you can understand it.
During this period, due to lack of adequate sleep, his brain was always groggy, and from time to time his vision would go dark and his mind would go blank.
He shook his head to wake himself up.
"Okay, classmate Xiao, come with me."
The middle-aged man stood up.
…
The two children followed Xiao Xiao very consciously.
In fact, what they heard was a bit confusing.
But this does not hinder their enthusiasm for this matter.
Especially when they knew that if their aunt's belongings were not found for a long time, her life might be in danger, they became even more worried.
They also have to help their aunt find things.
The two children silently made up their minds.
Then let aunt go home.
…
"Classmate Xiao."
On the way, the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask his doubts, "That... what the tomb ghost is looking for..."
"Really a little flower basket?"
"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded.
"Just a small flower basket?"
The middle-aged man murmured.
If such a small flower basket is lost, it is lost. Why is there any need to find it?
In his memory, there was nothing surprising about the little flower basket.
It is a handmade product that can be seen everywhere.
Or was he blind and didn't see what was so special about that little flower basket?
…
"Ah, here we are."
The familiar car brought back the middle-aged man's somewhat complicated thoughts.
"Pa~"
The middle-aged man suddenly slapped his forehead with an annoyed look on his face, "Look at my brain."
"Didn't you get the car keys?"
Xiao Xiao's quick response stunned the man, and then he said with a wry smile on his face, "Yes."
"When I came out, I didn't expect to use the car keys."
Just now, when classmate Xiao said that he was looking for a small flower basket in the car, his mind was filled with the idea that what the tomb ghost was looking for turned out to be a small flower basket, and he did not think about the car key at all.
"Just wait for me. I'm going home to get the car keys."
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man left in a hurry.
…
The two children pressed their faces against the car glass and looked inside with wide eyes.