Cheng Qiao helped little Cheng Li put on his cotton coat and took him out of the space. Then he took a mat and placed it on the ground. He asked little Cheng Li to kneel down towards the urn and kowtow respectfully.
"Mom's grandpa."
Xiao Cheng Li pointed to the photo on the urn and spoke clearly.
Cheng Qiao felt happy that little Cheng Li could speak.
"Yes, mom's grandpa."
"picture"
"Of course, your mother and I also have my grandfather's blood in my body, and I have his genes, so it wouldn't be right if it doesn't look like her."
"I look like my mother"
"Um."
Cheng Qiao took out a hot water bottle and put it in the arms of little Cheng Li. Mother and son sat quietly in the dark room talking.
Seeing that little Cheng Li fell asleep, he quickly sent him into the space, changed the incense and candles, and continued to keep vigil. The sky showed a white fish belly, and Ye Hui walked out.
"Uncle, I will squint for a while, and you can call me when the time comes."
Zhao Hui nodded and Cheng Qiao walked to the master bedroom. The door was unlocked and opened with a slight push. When he walked in, he saw that the room was surprisingly big and cold.
Cheng Qiao turned around, closed the door, and entered the space directly. Little Cheng Li was looking at her eagerly. Cheng Qiao smiled, quickly picked up little Cheng Li, peeed, fed him breakfast, and played with him for a while. The little guy fell asleep again.
Already.
Cheng Qiao came out of the room. At this time, she saw the room clearly. There was only a bed, which surprised Cheng Qiao. It was a two-story mahogany bed, which was priceless.
There is also a complete set of mahogany furniture, which is elegant and luxurious. When you open the large wardrobe, you will find the cheongsam and dress that Zhao Min wore when he was young. The cheongsam is embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the dress is also imported.
Thinking of the basement, Cheng Qiao turned to the penthouse next door. The penthouse was not big, with more than 20 square meters of room filled with beds and cabinets. There was no entrance to the basement at all.
Cheng Qiao looked at the bed, feeling blessed. He reached out and put the bed into the space. He carefully inspected each brick, but couldn't find any problems at all, so he simply put the bricks into the space.
A lying copper ring appeared in front of him, and there was a keyhole in front of the copper ring. A brass key appeared in Cheng Qiao's hand. The key was inserted into the keyhole, turned twice, and the copper ring stood up.
Hooking his fingers on the copper ring, he pulled it up hard, and a large board was lifted up. A staircase appeared in front of him. Cheng Qiao quickly took out a flashlight and walked down it using the light of the flashlight.
After walking up a total of seven steps, there was another door. The door was locked. Cheng Qiao also opened the lock with a brass key and opened the door. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
She shined the flashlight and found a wire on the wall. After pulling it, the light did not turn on. Cheng Qiao sighed and could only shine the flashlight on it bit by bit.
The basement is not big, about five or six square meters. Except for a passage in the middle, both sides are filled with boxes.
Cheng Qiao raised the flashlight high and counted slowly: one, two, fifteen, sixteen, twenty, twenty-eight. There were actually twenty-eight mahogany boxes.
Cheng Qiao was worried that Zhao Hui would come to find her, so she moved her hands and twenty-eight mahogany boxes entered her space. She checked them carefully again to make sure nothing was missing, then locked the door and returned to the bedroom.
After taking out the blue bricks and putting the bed on it, Cheng Qiao returned to the bedroom after everything was restored to its original state. Regardless of the thick dust on the bed, she lay down directly on it. This was the place where her mother had slept. She also
Take a nap.
"Cheng Qiao, Liang Qingya is here. Come out and have breakfast. After eating, we will go to the funeral."
"Hey, here we come."
Cheng Qiao glanced at the watch on her wrist and said these words. It was more than an hour later. She quickly got up, dusted herself off, opened the door and walked out.
Liang Qingya bought too many breakfasts, including soybean milk and fried dough sticks, sesame cakes with meat, pancakes with fruit, sugar-fired roasts, steamed buns with meat, meat buns, vegetable buns, steamed buns...
"Did you bring the entire breakfast of the state-owned hotel?"
"There are three of us, no, four of us. The old man likes to eat Shaobing with meat the most. I will burn incense for him and send him a plate of Shaobing with meat."
An hour later, three people appeared in the back hill of the capital, where the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Hui's mother, was buried. Now they were sending the old man there to accompany her.
After the simple and grand burial ceremony was completed, Liang Qingya sent them to the train station. Zhao Hui wanted to rush back quickly. He was worried about his wife and children. Cheng Qiao had no choice but to follow, otherwise it would be too dangerous for a woman to take the train.
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"Brother, Cheng Qiao, you can eat these on the way, and Cheng Qiao, don't forget to write to me."
Cheng Qiao took the bag of food and nodded with a smile. For this mother's loyal fan, she would treat him as her own uncle.
The one who got back was also a soft sleeper. Cheng Qiao waited for the train to start and then went to the toilet. After locking the door, he entered the space directly. Little Cheng Li looked at Cheng Qiao with tears in his eyes, which made Cheng Qiao's heart melt.
"Baby, I'm sorry, my grandpa is going to be buried today, so I can't come in to accompany you, and there's also my uncle outside, so I can't take you out like this."
Little Cheng Li felt aggrieved. Although he understood what his mother meant, he was really bored alone.
"Mom takes you to the backyard. There is a tree spirit there."
Little Cheng Li's eyes lit up. There were not only little red heads, but also sea greens in the backyard. When did a tree spirit appear? No wonder his mother didn't let him go to the backyard, probably because he was afraid that the tree spirit would harm him.
The Kirin Resurrection Tree has been very proud of the spring breeze in the past two days. Both the air and nutrients in this place are many times better than those in Qilian Mountain, so dense buds have grown all over the tree.
Cheng Qiao saw these buds at a glance, and her mouth opened involuntarily. She knew what these buds were. Isn't it the Kirin Resurrection Grass?
He quickly rushed over, first introduced little Cheng Li to the Kirin Resurrection Tree, and then directly harvested the wool, no, the buds, from its body.
The Qilin of the Qilin Resurrection Tree lowered his head and looked at the little Douding in front of him. He felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart. Then he raised his head and actually ignored Xiao Chengli.
Little Cheng Li felt the cold arrogance of the Kirin Resurrection Tree, and he snorted angrily, and went to play with Hai Dongqing and Little Red Head. The Resurrection Tree saw the little guy having fun with the two animals, and became angry.
Cheng Qiao finished picking up the sprouts and quickly ran into the pharmacy room. He threw all the medicinal materials needed for the Resurrection Pill into the drawer, then left the space and returned to his seat.
Zhao Hui smiled slightly and avoided people as soon as he got in the car. He was probably playing some new trick. He had seen this niece suddenly appear and disappear with his own eyes back then.
So he knew that this niece had a secret, and it was a big secret. It was great that God was still blessing the Zhao family, but he just wanted to ask what the secret was.
