Fu Xixi didn't know how she could live a good and peaceful life if she owed a life to someone else.
However, she didn't want Gillian to be sad and see her cowardice.
She took a deep breath and pushed back the tears: "Well, I will do well or try my best to be happy."
"I won't let her sacrifice be in vain, and I won't let her save someone who can only blame herself and feel sad."
"From now on, I will not only live by myself, but also carry her hopes forward and make progress seriously, contribute to society, and be worthy of her life-saving grace."
Bo Zhanye felt the same way in his heart.
He hugged Fu Xixi and said, "Very good, let's go together."
...
After Fu Xixi was sad, she decided to visit Gillian's grave, but Bo Zhanye said to go back to the countryside first, but she had no choice but to agree.
"Mom, your murderer has been solved, and he has now received the punishment he deserves. He will not hurt me, Xiaoxi or the children again.
Rest in peace."
With an upright posture and a serious expression, Bo Zhanye offered incense to Zhao Xinlan, then kowtowed and knelt down.
Although he was aloof, he did these things without violating the rules.
Fu Xixi also knelt down in front of the tomb and said seriously:
"Mom, I'm sorry that I came to see you now. I must have been willful in the past, and maybe because of me, Master Jiu suffered a lot of injuries.
But don’t worry, I will take good care of Master Jiu and accompany him in the future, and I will never leave him alone."
The two children still don’t understand the profound meaning of death and the cemetery, but they obediently kowtow:
"Grandma, we will also accompany daddy, mommy, and younger brothers and sisters."
"Yes, we will be good children."
"Grandma, please sleep well and rest peacefully. Leave it to us to take care of daddy."
Bo Zhanye looked at the old and the young, and felt a touch of warmth and warmth in his heart.
The sad and painful mood before was also relieved.
He looked at Fu Xixi and held her hand: "Remember what you said today."
I will never leave him alone.
Fu Xixi knew what he was saying and nodded very seriously: "Don't worry, I'm just a puppy without you! A pug, an ugly dog like a mangy dog!"
Bo Zhanye couldn't help but smile: "Silly."
After Chongrong finished speaking, he looked at his mother's photo on the tombstone and said deeply: "Mom, you saw it, I am very happy."
"There are two more children born in a few months, and the family will be happy and lively."
"It's raining. Xiaoxi can't catch a cold. I'll take her back first. After the child is born, I will bring Xiaoxi and the children to visit you."
Several people kowtowed seriously and said goodbye again.
Due to the sudden change in weather, we are temporarily unable to fly back to the Imperial City and can only stay in the countryside temporarily.
Bo Zhanye planned to stay in a hotel, but Fu Xixi said seriously: "I know you also want to remember your mother when you come back, so just stay in the house where your mother lived before."
Bo Zhanye thought about it, but said: "It's relatively simple and not suitable for you."
"No, you don't know how simple the place where I was kidnapped was. I quite like that simple environment."
"Besides, the hotel is clean, but it doesn't have the popularity or sense of belonging. Let's clean the house together and hire someone to maintain and take care of it in the future. From now on, we can come back every year and every Sunday and have a home."
Her words moved Bo Zhanye's heart.
Ever since he entered the Bo family at what age, he has either lived in an old house full of intrigues, or stayed in hotels or guesthouses on business trips.
Ordinary people envy high-end hotels and presidential suites that cost tens of thousands of dollars a night, but only he knows that it is just a cold environment and is far less practical than a warm home.