Mo He looked back.

It was Lu Enqi who grabbed his sleeve.

She must have been here for a while.

Her fair and delicate face was slightly purple by the cold wind, her hair was also disheveled by the wind, and a thin layer of snow fell on the apricot-colored lambskin boots.

Mo He slowly retracted his outstretched arm, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to send grandma off for the last time." Lu Enqi stared at him with a pair of scissored eyes, and said softly, "Brother Hehe, let grandma rest in peace, be obedient."

For some reason, although it was just a few words, it was like spring breeze turning into rain.

It made his grief-stricken heart less rigid.

Mo He nodded.

He raised his hand and took off the scarf around his neck, trying to wrap it around her, stretched his hand halfway, paused, and put it directly into her hand, "It's too cold, wrap it up to warm it up."

Lu Enqi pushed back, "Come around, I'm not cold."

Mo He forcefully pressed it to her, "Waiting around, I have practiced martial arts for many years, so I am not afraid of the cold."

After speaking, he bent down and knocked off the thin snow from her shoes.

Turning around again, his eyes were still pained, watching the loess completely cover up grandma's coffin and fill it up.

He slowly closed his eyes.

There is always an empty and painful hole in my heart, which is blown by the cold wind and leaks everywhere.

Even though there were so many people standing behind him, he still felt lonely.

No matter how good your skills are, what's the use of having more money?

Relatives who should go will still go.

After kneeling down and kowtowing three times, Mo He slowly stood up.

The snow is getting heavier.

time to go.

But Mohe didn't move.

He stared at his grandmother's grave, and said to Gu Beixian, "Brother Xian, take Uncle Ao Ting, Aunt Shu, and Sister Hua to go first, and I will stay with grandma for a while."

Gu Beixian patted him on the shoulder, "It's too cold, you should go too, you'll catch a cold."

Mo He said: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold."

Gu Beixian looked sideways at Gu Aoting, "Old Gu, take the people and leave first, I will stay with Mo He."

Gu Aoting is over 70 years old, and he can't stand the cold weather.

He walked up to Mo He and hugged him, "Don't stay too long, it's the same to spend more time with the old lady when the weather gets warmer."

Mo He hummed, but didn't listen.

Qin Shu and Su Wei also came to comfort Mo He.

The people gradually disappeared, and there were only four figures left in front of the tomb.

Mo He, Gu Beixian, Xiao Yifeng and Lu Enqi.

Three big men are better.

Lu Enqi is a flower bone growing up in a greenhouse, shivering from the cold.

Mo He could vaguely hear the sound of her teeth gnashing.

He turned his head and said to Xiao Yifeng: "Yifeng, take your aunt home, this is the master's order."

Xiao Yifeng looked at Lu Enqi, "My aunt is a tigress, I can't persuade her."

Lu Enqi glared at Xiao Yifeng.

She held an umbrella and walked behind Mo He.

She deflected the umbrella in her hand towards him, covering him.

The white snow fell on the big black umbrella, slowly covering the top of the umbrella with a thin layer, and also on her left shoulder.

"Mohe!"

A female voice passed through the wind and snow and reached everyone's ears.

Mo He looked back.

It was Si Die who came.

Holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand, Si Die ran to his side panting.

She blamed with red eyes: "The old lady passed away, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? My mother and I can also come and see her off for the last time."

Mo He said: "They're all quite busy, so I don't want to bother you."

Si Die's expression froze, and then he said angrily, "What are you talking about? For so many years, the old lady has taken good care of our family. It is only right that we come to see her off. My mother is rushing here soon. we'll be there."

Mo He replied: "Tell auntie not to come, my grandma has already been buried in the ground, and the road is slippery when it snows, so it's not safe."

"Yes, yes, my mother will be there in about half an hour, just wait for her."

Responding to Mo He's words, Si Die looked at Lu Enqi uncontrollably from the corner of his eyes.

Feelings of amazement and jealousy surged in my heart.

She praised exaggeratedly: "What a beautiful girl! She looks very much like Sister Su Wei. You must be Xiao Yifeng's aunt, right? I haven't seen her for a few years, and I have grown so big that I almost didn't recognize her."

Lu Enqi narrowed his eyes slightly, "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Si Die, Mo He's good friend, have you forgotten? We had dinner together a few times when you were young, and I even hugged you."

Lu Enqi couldn't remember clearly, but she still greeted politely, "Hello, Aunt Si Die."

Si Die's face stinks a bit, and he secretly thinks, little girl, she is not very old, and she has a lot of tea.

She is only three years older than Mo He, how can she become an aunt?

is she that old

Putting the white chrysanthemum in front of the old lady's tomb, Si Die knelt down on both knees and began to cry, crying, "Old lady, you came so suddenly that I didn't even rush over to see you for the last time."

She cried so sadly.

Those who didn't know, thought it was her closest relative who died.

Mo He comforted: "Don't cry, the ground is cold, get up quickly."

Si Die refused to get up, "I couldn't stop my tears, it was so sad. A friend who works in the crematorium called and told me that you took the old lady to be cremated. My heart was broken when I received this call. So good The old lady, like a living Bodhisattva, how can you say that you just passed away when you die?"

She was crying as she talked, and she cried for seven or eight minutes before she stood up.

When she got up, her legs went limp, and she fell into Mohe's arms.

Mo He stretched out his hand to support her arm, stabilized her figure, and took a step back at the same time to distance himself from her.

Si Die bit her lower lip and quickly apologized: "Sorry, it's too cold on the ground, my knees are sore, I didn't stand firmly, it wasn't intentional."

Mo He let go of her arm and said softly, "It's okay."

Si Die glanced at Lu Enqi, wanting to see her reaction.

Lu Enqi stared at Mo He's hand holding Si Die's arm, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Si Die understood.

These two haven't played yet.

As long as there is a show, with Lu Enqi's temperament as a charming lady, she will not stand still.

Si Die rolled his eyes and asked Mo He: "Have you had a blind date recently? When you get married, remember to let me know when the time comes. I'll come to have a wedding."

Mo He said: "No phase."

"You have to continue dating. You are not too young. You should go on blind dates and get married. You are in such good condition. If you don't get married and have children, you will waste your excellent genes. The old lady will not feel at ease in the spirit of heaven. By the way, my friend has A younger sister, who is very beautiful. Let me meet some time later.”

Mo He replied: "It's gone."

Si Die was puzzled, "Why don't you see me? My friend's younger sister is not only beautiful, but also has a good family background. She is gentle and knowledgeable. She is 27 and [-] years old, and she is of marriageable age. You two talk for a few months to cultivate and cultivate your relationship." If you think it suits you, you can get married right away. The old lady passed away, and I am your elder sister. I will help take care of your affairs in the future, in order to repay the old lady's kindness to our family."

Just finished talking.

Lu Enqi suddenly reached out to hold Mo He's hand, raised her pretty chin, and said crisply: "No need, he has me."

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