Ai Qiao was so embarrassed that she had been resisting for a long time, but gradually she lost the strength and allowed him to do something wrong. Ji Huai still had some aftertaste when he let go, and smiled mischievously, "I can't tell you what's good about it, because I'm good at everything."

Bar?"

She was so dizzy from being kissed that before she could answer, the little guy who was sleeping behind Ji Huai kicked him.

He turned around, and the little guy lying down put a white and tender hand in his mouth, and raised his little legs wearing little socks.

The baby's body is very flexible. He can lift his feet onto his arms, and then kick his father to the side. His little feet can still move flexibly and are fleshy.

Ji Huai drank a lot of wine and his face was red. He squinted his eyes and approached the little guy and breathed at him.

The little guy's expression suddenly changed, he took his little fleshy hand out of his mouth and covered his eyes.

Dad also stinks.

Ai Qiao laughed so much that her shoulders shook, and she couldn't help it anymore.

The next day.

Not only the whole village, but also the company and the town knew about the He family. Many people in the market were discussing it. It was really a big joke.

It is said that Weidong was drunk and unconscious for a long time. When Brother He went up to fight him, he also beat him up.

Finally he lay down on the floor and fell asleep.

The He family was in chaos.

The next day, people in the village still wanted to know what happened, but no one from the He family was home.

Only Wei Dong slept on the ground outside, and no one cared about him. He was still asleep and did not wake up in the afternoon.

Ji Huai woke up very early and went to inquire about Ai Mu's tombstone. He learned that five o'clock in the afternoon was a good time.

Hurry up and have someone carve a tombstone, and go back and forth to buy things and find someone.

The Ai family turned a blind eye to this matter, probably because they were afraid of spending money and effort, so Ai Qiao didn't call them, and went to deal with it with Ji Huai.

There was no tombstone on Ai's mother's tomb, so no one from the Ai family came to visit the tomb during the Qingming Festival. The place had long been overgrown with weeds, and the entire tomb was flat.

The tombstone needs to be erected, the soil shoveled to re-build the mound, and then covered with a layer of green grass for decoration. As the old saying goes, the patron saint here will recognize Ai Mu and protect her, and her "home" will also be

Looks better.

"The sun is shining brightly, go under the tree over there." Ji Huai said to her and gave her a bottle of water.

He found young people in the village, and everyone was willing to help, and the progress was rapid.

Ai Qiao held her son in her arms and stood in the distance, looking at the tombstone. It was clear that a long time had passed, and her eyes were still a little sore.

Holding her son, who was still fussing in her arms, she took a breath, lowered her head and kissed him, trying to get some strength from him. Since his birth, she has become more aware of the difficulty of the role of mother, and also given her

Bring new hope and vision.

The little guy didn't understand anything yet, but when his mother kissed him, he smiled and pouted, asking to kiss her in return.

He looked so cute and adorable that she couldn't help but feel tenderness in her eyes, and she lowered her head and kissed him again.

A gust of wind blew by, blowing her hair, bringing a little bit of refreshment.

She raised her head, looked in the direction of the tombstone, and whispered to the little guy, "Baby, that's grandma. We'll go burn incense for grandma later."
Chapter completed!