Coming downstairs, the little one looked around but couldn’t find any sign of her brother.
Xiaofeixia and the others were nowhere to be seen either.
With a frown, the little one found Feiyan and asked,
"Sister, where’s my brother?"
Feiyan smiled and said, "He went to the street, he should be back soon."
"What? Went to the street?" The little one was stunned, then pouted and said,
"Stinky brother, went out and didn’t take Guoguo with him."
Feiyan couldn’t help but chuckle, well, he’d have to wait for you to get up first to take you along.
"Candy, co brush your teeth."
"Got it, sister."
After eating the leftover breakfast in the pot, the little one placed a small stool in the yard, watched the road, and just sat there in a daze.
Beside her, the lively Little Grey hopped around.
Entertaining itself and having fun.
Waiting and waiting, half an hour passed.
Brother still hadn’t co back.
"Candy, don’t just sit there, the sun is out."
"Oh~ got it."
Just as the little one lifted the stool and was about to turn back inside, she heard the sound of a car.
Sure enough, around the corner of the road, one car after another appeared in sight.
It’s brother’s car!
The little one’s face lit up with a smile, but the next second, she thought, no, she should be angry instead.
That’s right, she must pretend to not be happy.
Hmph hmph!
With this figured out, Candy stood her ground.
She had it all planned out, unless her brother ca to coax her, she wouldn’t move from there.
Hehe! Everything was going according to her plan!
But plans are always unable to keep up with changes.
Mo Jingchun opened the car door, and as soon as he got out, he waved at Candy who was standing there.
"Guoguo, co here quickly, brother bought you a big waterlon."
"Coming~ coming~"
The little one, beaming with joy, carried the stool and ran over.
All earlier thoughts were thrown out the window in front of a big waterlon.
As a little foodie, how could she refuse a treat?
Looking at the trunk with one... two... three... lots of big waterlons, the little one was overjoyed.
So many big waterlons!
Mo Jingchun picked a small-eyed waterlon and handed it to Zhou Yaling who ca over.
"Take it to wash and cut it."
The little one hopped along behind her sister.
The silly Little Grey mimicked Candy’s jump, but with four legs it couldn’t quite get it right.
"Brother, eat waterlon, it’s so sweet."
The little one handed over a slice of waterlon, Mo Jingchun didn’t even reach out, just took a bite and ate it.
"It’s indeed quite sweet."
By eight o’clock, Auntie and Second Aunt were the first to arrive.
They were today’s head chefs and would prepare lunch.
"Auntie, are all these vegetables enough?"
"If it’s not enough, let know, and I’ll arrange for more to be bought imdiately."
"It’s enough, it’s enough, with so many vegetables, there’s enough for a banquet."
Auntie and the others were experts in this field, and with her assurance, Mo Jingchun was relieved.
As ti went by, more people ca one after another.
Probably due to the hot weather, everyone arrived quite early.
Honestly, Mo Jingchun didn’t recognize so of the people who ca.
If not for Uncle introducing them one by one, Mo Jingchun wouldn’t know how to address them.
Being wealthy in a remote location attracts distant relatives, as the saying goes.
Many people who ca were beyond the five familial generations.
Mo Jingchun greeted everyone with a smile, no matter what, those who ca on such a day did so for his mother and even spent money for it.
As her son, he naturally had to be a good host.
Around nine thirty, Uncle walked over to Mo Jingchun, patted him on the shoulder, and said,
"Take everyone up the mountain, it’s getting late, and with this year being particularly hot, we should go early and return early."
Seeing Uncle’s look, Mo Jingchun nodded.
Compared to this ti last year, more people ca this year.
Probably because he gathered everyone.
No matter the reason, Mo Jingchun was very happy today.
Mom loved a lively atmosphere the most, with so many people here, she would surely be delighted.
A large group of people set out on their way up the mountain.
Mo Jingchun, at the front, was carrying Candy.
The mountain path used to be just a narrow trail, but now it’s much more open.
The little one, like many others, held a bouquet of flowers in her hands.
Looking at the crowd behind, the little one was a bit puzzled.
Why is everyone bringing flowers this year?
Wasn’t it paper last year?
In her mory, that big pile of paper burned for a long, long ti.
A piece of white granite ca into view, and Candy knew they had arrived.
A few minutes later, Mo Jingchun put his sister down.
Mo Jingchun affectionately pinched his sister’s cheek, making her roll her eyes.
"Go ahead, put the flowers in front of the tombstone."
Of course, the little one knew what a tombstone was.
Her and her brother’s nas were engraved on it.
Watching everyone place their flowers in order, Mo Jingchun felt sentintal but no longer sad.
This is perhaps the scene Dad and Mom wished to see the most.
"Brother, there’s grass growing on top, should we pull it out?" the little one asked, pointing at the mound.
Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "We can’t pull that out."
"As long as it’s not a tree or bamboo, it’s fine."
The little one nodded in semi-understanding.
Before long, the front of the tombstone was filled with chrysanthemums.
Amidst the bouquets, sunflowers could also be seen.
Actually, Mo Jingchun was quite curious about where so many flowers ca from in the town.
There was only one flower shop in the entire town, and it was particularly small.
Don’t think that having only one flower shop would an booming business; it was barely enough to support a family.
In the countryside, ninety percent of young people worked elsewhere; apart from students, the older generation rarely bought flowers.
The fireworks were deafening, and Mo Changyou walked over to Mo Jingchun, shouting loudly in his ear,
"Xiaochun, I’ll head down the mountain to host guests first."
"Okay!"
According to tradition, Mo Jingchun and Candy led as they ca up.
Similarly, as they returned, Mo Jingchun and Candy had to be the last.
The little one hid under a tree, frowning and protecting her head.
It wasn’t that she was afraid of the fireworks; it was just that the exploded fireworks released a lot of dust which rained down and covered her head.
Occasionally, a big chunk would fall.
"Brother, how long will the fireworks last?"
Mo Jingchun took a look at the rows of fireworks, uncertainly saying, "Maybe more than twenty minutes."
Seeing the little one’s face, Mo Jingchun couldn’t help but smile.
The little one’s expression was just like this:
o(╯□╰)o
Under a tree on the other side of the mound, Zhou Yaling was also troubled, protecting her head.
The grit falling into her hair was so itchy.
The remaining people, chatting happily about feng shui.
Everyone said this was a treasure land of feng shui.
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