For some reason, she was sure that it was Zhao Tingxing who did it, because the relatives in her family were not very affectionate and would not be likely to go up the mountain to visit the grave.
Han Li knelt aside and asked Han Zhaoyi to put the fruits and flowers she bought. She was burning the things she bought at the shroud shop next to her. Looking at the names of her parents engraved on the tombstone, she felt depressed. She wanted to cry several times, but she couldn't control it.
gone back.
"Mom, do grandparents like to eat apples? I don't like apples." Han Zhaoyi asked.
Han Li was stunned. She was not as thoughtful as Han Zhao. She didn't know whether her parents liked apples. When she was a child, her living conditions were limited and there was almost no fruit at home. She would only buy a few apples during festivals to serve the gods and Buddhas.
She had no choice but to reply: "As long as you buy it, grandpa and grandma will like it."
After Han Li burned the things he bought and carefully doused all the flames with mineral water, he asked Han Zhaoyi to kneel down, introduced Han Zhaoyi to his parents in detail, and then asked Han Zhaoyi to kowtow to them three times.
She believed that her parents could see the way she was living now and would be pleased. So the thorn that had been growing in her heart was finally removed, and she reconciled with her parents and herself.
After coming down from the mountain, she returned to the hotel in County A and checked in. As soon as she entered the lobby, Han Zhaoyi let go of her hand and ran towards a familiar figure, "Zhao Tingxing, I knew you would definitely come."
Zhao Tingxing picked him up and hugged him, walked towards Han Li, and asked naturally: "Have you been there?"
"Yes." She answered and then added: "Thank you."
There is still a tacit understanding, and there is no need to explain it. I believe Zhao Tingxing knows why she said thank you. She can see that the cemetery was not temporarily maintained by someone recently, but has always been maintained.
Zhao Tingxing was not polite: "I used to make them angry a lot, but now I can behave better and make them feel at ease."
Han Li blurted out: "You always think of remediation after the fact."
Unconsciously with a little complaint.
Zhao Tingxing admitted: "I was wrong. I will definitely think about it in the future."
What he said was that he had booked the hotel for them, with two rooms right next door. When Han Li looked at the room number, it was 2203, was that intentional?
She took her room card to the front desk to change rooms. The front desk took a look and said, "Sorry, the number is blurred. The one Mr. Zhao booked for you is 203, not 2203."
Zhao Tingxing deliberately made sarcastic remarks beside him: "What are you thinking about? There are no hotels in County A with more than 20 floors."
Han Li blushed for a while. Yes, she knew as soon as she walked in that this hotel only had the 6th floor.
Zhao Tingxing: "If you want to live in 2203, come back to the city tomorrow and I will make arrangements for you."
Han Zhaoyi asked: "Why do you want to live in 2203?"
Zhao Tingxing smiled happily: "Probably you came to this world in 2203."
Han Li: "Shut up."
When Zhao Tingxing came to County A, he didn't need to stay in a hotel. His houses were everywhere here, as well as the old lady's villa.