"I just thought that fortunately I changed my mind and went back with you."
The middle-aged man explained his inexplicable laughter, "Otherwise, you will waste a lot of time in vain."
"yes."
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows arched slightly, "Fortunately, Uncle Chen, you changed your mind."
"Besides, if I hadn't had a bad temper during this period, and based on my previous temper, I actually wouldn't have touched anything at the beginning, so I wouldn't have cared about it."
"But just now, the less I can touch something, the more angry I feel. I feel like everything is against me."
"I was so irritated that I wanted to tear off the seat cover."
The middle-aged man felt a little emotional.
Such a coincidence inevitably made him feel a bit mysterious.
...
Xiao Xiao raised the corner of his mouth, "We are very lucky."
Xiao Xiao was a little surprised when the car re-entered the traffic flow, "Uncle Chen?"
"I found the little flower basket. Now all I have to do is send the grave ghost home, right?"
The middle-aged man showed a hearty smile.
"Yes."
Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing when he looked at the monster holding a small flower basket, his big one eye narrowed to a slit, and his silly smile.
"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Chen."
He originally thought that since he found the little flower basket, he could just send the tomb ghost back alone.
Uncle Chen is willing to send the tomb ghost home, which is naturally better.
...
"What's the trouble?"
The haze between the middle-aged man's brows and eyes disappeared.
Everything was resolved satisfactorily.
How could he be unhappy?
"I was the one who caused this incident."
"It's more troublesome for you, Mr. Xiao."
This matter had nothing to do with Classmate Xiao from beginning to end. Classmate Xiao came to help him out of good intentions.
If it weren't for classmate Xiao, he would still be confused about what happened to him during this period.
Don't even know how to solve it.
Although he is still half-informed.
After all, Tomb Ghost... the world is really amazing.
He had to sigh in his heart.
...
The middle-aged man was riding fast.
When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already sunset.
"Classmate Xiao, we have to walk the next step by ourselves."
The middle-aged man looked up at the mountains in front of him.
The tall trees are lush and green, painted with a beautiful halo by the afterglow of the setting sun and the sky-wide sunset glow.
"good."
In fact, they can just send it here.
But now that we have arrived at this place, we still feel a bit regretful not to go up and have a look?
...
The Tomb Ghost was floating in the air, and the familiar scenery and familiar smell in the air put a big smile on its face.
Xiao Xiao also smiled, "Let's go, Tomb Ghost."
"We'll take you home."
The tomb ghost tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.
The green flames above the head were rendered magnificent red by the light at this time.
.....
The tomb ghost floats at the front.
Xiao Xiao followed.
The middle-aged man followed at the back.
He raised his eyes and looked around and found that this road was the direction to his family's cemetery.
This grave ghost...won't live in his family's cemetery, right?
The middle-aged man frowned in confusion.
I don’t know if I want this grave ghost to live in his family’s cemetery, or if I don’t want it to live in my family’s cemetery?
...
The tomb ghost floats very slowly.
Xiao Xiao's steps seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, but he was never left behind by the tomb ghost.
The middle-aged man was having a hard time following.
If he hadn't been walking on a road he was familiar with, he might have lost track of the young man in front of him, right?
Time is not forgiving.
The panting middle-aged man sighed with emotion.
When he was a child, he was also a wild child running around in the mountains.
What is it like to be energetic and tireless?
Now, the road up the mountain was going a little faster, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
...
"Xiao, classmate Xiao."
The middle-aged man panted and walked to the young man who stopped.
"Uncle Chen."
Xiao Xiao turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Sorry, I walked too fast."
"it's okay no problem."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "I know this road anyway."
"Can't throw it away."
"The faster you go, the faster you go."
"Shouldn't I keep up now?"
...
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"Classmate Xiao-"
The Chinese man raised his eyes and looked forward, "Huh?"
He suddenly let out a low cry.
Before Xiao Xiao could ask, the middle-aged man had already explained, "I thought this grave ghost lived in my cemetery."
He smiled sheepishly.
Obviously before, I wasn't sure whether I wanted a tomb ghost to live in my own cemetery or not...
I feel a little regretful now.
...
"This cemetery..."
The middle-aged man looked at the tombstone.
Although it is not his family's cemetery, it is the cemetery next to his family's cemetery.
It's just that when he was sweeping the grave before, he never thought about finding out who the "neighbors" in his cemetery were.
They all left directly after sweeping the tomb.
This was the first time he took a serious look at the other person's tombstone.
But then, he frowned slightly.
Is this family too careless?
Why is there so much dust on the tombstone?
Forget about other times, isn’t the Qingming Festival just over?
This family didn't come to visit the grave during Qingming Festival?
The middle-aged man felt a little doubtful in his heart.
He looked at the photo in the center of the tombstone.
It was a picture of a young woman.
A gentle smile.
The eyebrows are gentle.
He is in his prime years.
He couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
He lost his life at such a young age. Was it due to a serious illness or an accident?
...
The tomb ghost placed a small flower basket in front of the tombstone.
Then he nodded with satisfaction.
The middle-aged man looked away from the photo on the tombstone. The next second, his eyes paused and said, "Huh?"
He shouted in surprise, "Two small flower baskets?"
Then he smiled bitterly, "So this little flower basket is a tribute?"
"I'm so sorry."
He bent slightly towards the tombstone and said, "I don't know."
"I'm sorry for taking your tribute without permission."
...
The grave ghost took the small flower basket in his hand again and glared at the middle-aged man angrily.
This little flower basket belongs to him!
...
The middle-aged man looked at the flying little flower basket in amazement.
Words cannot.
After a while, he turned to look at the quiet young man beside him, "Classmate Xiao?"
The middle-aged man didn't ask anything yet, but Xiao Xiao already understood what he wanted to know.
"The grave ghost said this little flower basket belongs to him."
"This tombstone does not belong to the owner."
"..."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth, and then responded dryly, "Oh."
"That's right."
"This little flower basket belongs to the tomb ghost."
He didn't see that after he said these words, the tomb ghost nodded seriously.
...
Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing.
"The two little flower baskets are exactly the same."
The middle-aged man looked at the small flower basket in the air, then looked at the small flower basket in front of the tombstone, and murmured.
The grave ghost looked stunned.
It lowered its eyes and looked at the small flower basket in front of the tombstone.
Of course.
Because...the two small flower baskets were originally made by one person.