When the car entered the village, as long as he saw people, Yin Deqing quickly opened the window and stuck his head out to greet people, for fear that the other party would not know that the person sitting in the car was him.

When Yin Deqing opened the window again, Han Yanhui said sharply: "Close the window!" Then he glanced at his wife distressedly, and entered the village, his wife's mind was a little trance, he shook her hand and tried it, it was cold and cold.

After all, he is the helmsman who is in charge of the jobs of tens of thousands of people, and when the real aura is fully open, how can a person like Yin Deqing stand it? Immediately closed the window honestly, and the back seat was silent.

No matter how much you slander in your heart, you are honest on the opposite side.

"Where are we going?" When he arrived at the fork in the road, Yin Deqing shrank there and didn't squeak, Han Yanhui was a little impatient, he found out, if you give him a good face in this person, he definitely kicks his nose and doesn't know who he is, if you want him to be honest, you have to have a bad attitude, well, it is estimated that this is the commonly known cheapness.

Yin Deqing hurriedly sat up straight: "Turn east." After answering, he secretly scolded himself for being too cowardly, obviously the other party was using himself, why did he call and drink to himself?

However, thinking of the other party's identity and background, he quickly sat up straight when he wanted to collapse back.

When the car stopped, looking at the desolate cemetery, Zhao Xinyue's tears could no longer be controlled, her daughter had been alone here for eighteen years, but no one had ever come to see her!

She's a mother, she's so unqualified, how can she leave Xiao Niu Niu here for so many years because of her cowardice?

The car door opened, and the whistling north wind blew on her face, but Zhao Xinyue didn't feel it at all, she stared straight at Yin Deqing, who got out of the car with her neck shrunk: "My daughter...... Where is it? ”

"In ...... Inside. Yin Deqing, who was frozen and mouthful, bent his body and shrunk his neck to lead the way in front, while Han Yanhui carried an offering, reached out to hold his wife, and protected her to walk forward.

In the past few years, there are many people in the cemetery, and as soon as the car stops on the ground, it has attracted the attention of many people, and those who know Yin Deqing greet curiously: "Who is the son-in-law of the Zhao family going to the grave?" ”

"Give it to ......," after a slight hesitation, Yin Deqing said, "Give it to the child." ”

"Grave the child?" The questioner looked at Zhao Xinyue and Han Yanhui, and slapped his head suddenly, "Xinyue? You are the little daughter of the Zhao family, Xinyue, right? ”

Eighteen years have passed, Zhao Xinyue's appearance is not much different from when she was young, it is not strange for the people in the village to recognize her, before coming here, she was prepared for this thought, but as for who the other party is, she really can't recognize it, yes, after the other party's voice fell, she nodded politely: "Yes, I am Zhao Xinyue." ”

Those who were close enough to hear what a few people were saying, they all stood there and looked straight at Zhao Xinyue and Han Yanhui, if it wasn't for the cemetery, it is estimated that they would have surrounded them at this time.

Yin Deqing had already stood in front of a small dirt bag and looked at Zhao Xinyue and Han Yanhui: "Xinyue, brother-in-law, this is it." ”

Zhao Xinyue now only had the small dirt bag in her heart, staggered over, shook her hands and put the offerings in place, and was about to kneel down, but was pulled by Han Yanhui: "Xinyue, don't be like this, the child can't stand it." ”