When Zhao Jiner learned that Old Lady Qin insisted on going home, she was reluctant to leave and hurriedly came to persuade her.

"My mother, why are you leaving? Wouldn't you stay in the capital and spend more time with Jinya?"

Old Mrs. Qin held her hand, "Girl, the capital is good, but it is only suitable for you young people. I am all the people who smell the fragrance of coffin. If one day it doesn't work, I want to bury it on the land I am familiar with, so it's better for a passerby to die in a foreign land."

After all, they are people who are over 60 years old. Old Mrs. Qin’s longing for her hometown is something that young people like them cannot understand.

Especially when she saw Zhang Shishi die so miserably, as her grandmother, it is fake to say that she is not sad.

Zhao Jiner couldn't help but look at Old Lady Qin. In the past two years, her face has had a lot more folds, and her hair has changed from most of the original black to the current grayish whiteness.

Only then did Zhao Jiner realize that time is unfair.

For their young people, two years, or even three or five years, it is just a blink of an eye, and their lives and appearance will not change much.

But for an old man, one or two years may be the rest of his life.

Zhao Jiner understood Mrs. Qin, but she still couldn't bear it and said coquettishly, "Can the milk stay longer? I will start holding a medical training conference soon and prepare for medical school recruitment. I will definitely be very busy. I think I will have food for milk when I come back every day."

Old Mrs. Qin looked at her favorite youngest granddaughter-in-law and hesitated for a moment.

"I originally thought that when I went back before Qingming Festival, my elder brother and sister-in-law would burn a few pieces of paper for your grandfather. If I don't go back, I don't know if they remember it. You are not at home this year. If he can't remember it anymore, no one will visit the old man's grave."

Zhao Jiner was stunned. It turned out that my mother insisted on going back to her hometown because she wanted to visit Lao Qintou's grave.

She was moved by the love between the old couple and grabbed the old lady Qin's hand and said, "It's not simple. Isn't it enough to ask Ashui to write a letter back? Besides, even if no one reminds me, how could he not visit my grandfather's grave according to my elder brother's temperament? My elder brother is very filial and he stays with his uncle every year to worship his ancestors."

Old Mrs. Qin considered it and agreed to the suggestion, "Then wait until it's warmer before returning. In the past few months, my grandson and my wife will be fucked by it. Don't dislike the old woman."

Zhao Jiner hurried into her arms, "How could she dislike it? You are our big baby. It's too late for everyone to rush to miss it!"

The faint sadness of Old Lady Qin during the Qingming Festival was almost dissipated by Zhao Jiner, "You are just sweet-mouthed!"

"Hehe~~"

The newlywed couple never went anywhere. They stayed at home for three days. The family felt sorry for their busy schedule and didn't want them to do anything.

So in the past three days, except for going to the kitchen hall to eat and drink, they were basically on the kang for the rest of the time.

After three days, the young and strong couple felt a little weak.

On the fourth day, Zhao Jiner pushed away Qin Muxiu, who was still stuck to her, and said, "The fight will be on hold today."

The warm breath blew into her ears, "Why?"

Zhao Jin'er refused to let him continue to squirt and turned her head, "You are going to go to the palace to teach Mu Yi tomorrow!"

"Not affecting."

"I'm going to visit the old doctors in the villa tomorrow!"

Qin Muxiu was so silly, but his movements did not stop at all. He was like a powerful vine that wrapped around her waist, "Can you go so soon? Are you all here?"

"No matter whether they are here or not, they have to meet each other. Otherwise, if they feel that they are not respected, it will be difficult for them to ask them to be teachers in the future."

"Yes." Qin Muxiu agreed.
Chapter completed!