The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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In the early morning of the next day, Yuanyuan started early.

He went downstairs early and ate the breakfast prepared by the kitchen master.

He seemed very excited, and there was only a touch of children on his face, a simple and innocent smile.

"Dad, hurry up." Yuan Yuan urged Dad who was eating breakfast later than himself.

Dad usually gets up very early, but he is so lazy today that he is up late.

When it was eight-thirty in the morning, they finally set off.

The car slowly drove towards the west of Yecheng.

Along the way, Yuanyuan seemed very happy and kept asking various questions.

"Dad, how long will we be able to get to where my mother lives?" Yuan Yuan asked eagerly. He found that their car seemed to have been driving for a long time, why not? And why is there such a remote place that there are no tall houses.

Mo Yixuan turned his head and looked at Yuan Yuan, at this time he could clearly see the sadness and sadness in his eyes.

"Dad, do you say that my mother doesn't like me and only likes her sister. So my mother has never come to see me?" Yuan Yuan frowned suddenly and said with some sadness.

He knew that his mother gave birth to a younger sister, whose younger sister was Uncle Ye.

The car turned a corner at this time, and then turned from the main road to a two-lane lane with tall maple trees on the side of the road. Because it is winter, maple trees are bare, with only branches and no leaves, as if these trees are dead.

Yuan Yuan curiously looked at the strange environment here, as well as these trees without leaves. He couldn't understand why his mother lived in such a place.

The car stopped for two kilometers.

Mo Yixuan got out of the car and hugged Yuan Yuan.

"Are we here?" Yuan Yuan asked curiously, still with the childlike naive smile on his face.

It was only soon that his smile froze.

He stood beside the car stupidly, staring swiftly and straightly at a large stone in front. He knew the words on the stone: Dehai Cemetery?

Yuanyuan read these words, and turned his head to look at the father beside him, his eyes full of doubt.

He knew what the cemetery meant. It was a place where people were buried. Grandpa was buried in such a cemetery. It was just not the cemetery.

"Dad ..." I realized that something wrong happened to hug Dad's leg. The excitement in my eyes disappeared for a moment.

Mo Yixuan firmly held Yuan Yuan's hand, and then moved Yuan Yuan forward.

This is a remote cemetery in the western part of the night city. There are not many people here, so it is extremely quiet here.

"Yuanyuan, let's go see my mother." Mo Yixuan glanced down at his son, his voice was particularly low and hoarse, as if his throat had broken.

He turned around and walked back a few steps, then opened the door of the back seat and took out a bunch of flowers from the inside.

A bouquet of chrysanthemums.

Yuanyuan saw the bunch of flowers that Dad was holding, and at this moment he frowned.

Because he remembered. The last time I went to sweep the grave for my grandpa, I brought such flowers. Now, Dad has bought such a bunch of flowers.

"Dad ..." Yuan Yuan had suddenly thought about what was happening and suddenly pulled his father's pants, and he squinted his mouth.

The excitement and smile were gone.