Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online-Chapter 1697 - 1700: So What If I’m Little Chu! (10)

But if that were the case, he wouldn’t have met his brother.

Gu Shaocheng, who was always around, vs. a dad who left no impression, victory!

With that comparison, Hua Hua’s sadness eased a bit, and she couldn’t help but dial Gu Shaocheng, who was far away in Canada, "Bro, guess where I am right now? Hehe, there’ll be a prize if you guess right!"

"Qishui Town." Gu Shaocheng’s voice had a hint of laziness.

WHY! WHY! WHY!

Does my brother have clairvoyance?

"How did you know?" It was guessed so effortlessly, is it still possible to enjoy a fun guessing game: "Hmph, you must have planted a spy around me!"

Gu Shaocheng laughed twice over the phone: "Back home, how does it feel?"

"There’re too many mosquitoes, it’s uncomfortable to sleep," Hua Hua complained for a full five minutes, took out a fried dough stick and took a bite, crispy, not particularly tasty or not tasty, just something fresh: "Bro, I’m going to visit my parents’ graves today."

"Can you be sure they are your parents?"

Hua Hua didn’t know: "I can’t think of anything here, but someone said I look a lot like my mom. Actually, I only remember some things related to Brother Ling. I really have no impression of Qishui Town or my dad. Maybe I was too small, I don’t remember things."

"Hmm, take care out there, don’t go running around, don’t get bitten by snakes or anything." Gu Shaocheng nagged for a while, Hua Hua looked at the small red dots on her arm, feeling a bit upset and remained silent.

Seeing a small shop by the roadside, she decisively went in to buy a bottle of Liushen Florida water.

......

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Inside the house, Ling Yin came out with tousled hair, Hua Hua laughed so hard she held her stomach.

Ling Yin was confused: "What?"

Hua Hua laughed until she was bending over, stomping her feet, just not speaking, Ling Yin thought, is she having a fit? He saw his reflection in the water while washing his face, and finally opened his eyes wide, his left cheek was bruised and purple, and swollen.

Hua Hua laughed fiercely and stomped twice behind him.

Ling Yin turned around helplessly, looking at the gloating Hua Hua: "Little Chu, you’ve beaten me up so badly, how can I face people?"

"I’ve seen the ugly state of sausage lips, what’s there to be embarrassed about, and nobody knows you here anyway, hahaha..." Hua Hua pulled out a bottle of herbal oil, "Here, the pharmacist said this is specifically for treating bruises."

"Thank you." Ling Yin felt a bit touched.

Hua Hua raised an eyebrow, shrugged without a word, still munching on the crispy dough stick, "Hurry and wash your face, eat, and later we can properly put some incense for my mom and dad, and by the way, tell my dad not to come and observe his son having fun with Feng Xiu in the evening."

Ling Yin: "..."

Hua Hua spoke while eating: "They don’t sell chrysanthemums here, so I bought two bottles of white liquor, some firecrackers, incense, and paper money. People here told me that for a grave visit, you should buy these. I don’t know if that’s right, did I buy the wrong stuff?"

It’s the first official meeting with her mom and dad, so Hua Hua is quite concerned, bought a lot of paper money, planning to burn more for her parents to use.

The cemetery is on the hill, and the tombstones only have names without pictures, so Hua Hua couldn’t even see what her parents looked like, and they were in separate places, her mom’s and dad’s graves were somewhat apart.

With a thud, Hua Hua knelt in front of Yuan Huoshan’s tombstone, bowed her head three times with loud thunks.

She suddenly felt a sense of grief.

"Dad, I’m your son, I’ve come to see you. Do you remember me? I’m sorry, I really don’t remember you, can’t remember."