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Chapter 369 Quicksilver!(2/2)

Even so, Bai Xianyu still kept a little distance from Youlan, "Alan, can I play a game with you?"

"Okay, okay, what game!"

"How about we compete to see who gets to your mother's grave first?"

Youlan's eyes shone brightly, "Daddy will definitely not be able to compare with Alan!"

"That's not necessarily the case. I'll count one, two, three, and we'll run together. Alan has to keep his voice down. If he disturbs the ladies, we won't be able to go."

"Yeah!" Youlan stared at the road in front of her, with an abnormal seriousness in her eyes.

"Three, two, one...run!"

Youlan rushed out excitedly, and Bai Xianyu ran for a short distance. When he turned a corner, he stopped and glanced at Mo Yu beside him, "Let's take a shortcut."

"yes!"

Youlan ran and ran with all her strength. It had been a long time since anyone had played this kind of game with her. Her hair was all scattered when she ran. The wooden hairpin slipped down and hung on her dry and curly hair, revealing her eight teeth.

laugh.

After running for a long time, she didn't hear any movement behind her, but Youlan didn't stop either. She followed the path she had walked countless times and ran to the cemetery.

But before she stopped, she saw her father standing at the exit, looking at her with clear eyes.

"Alan lost." She heard her father's gentle voice.

Youlan took a breath, but still looked at her happily, "Daddy lied to Alan! Daddy knows where mother is!"

Bai Xianyu spread his hands and lowered his tone helplessly, "I didn't lie to Alan. Daddy only knows that this is here, but he can't tell which piece belongs to Alan's mother."

"That dad is so stupid!" Youlan showed the proud look of a child and jumped towards the inside, "Alan just remembers it!"

This place is more like a mass grave than a cemetery. How many people take care of the servants' cemetery? There are not many people who come to worship. They are all slaves. It is already very difficult for the living people, let alone

For those of us who are neither relatives nor friends, it is a great feeling to come and see it every Qingming Festival.

There are many tombs here, most of which are nameless tombs. The tombstones are simply carved with stones and have scrawled handwriting. Mo Yu also had trouble after bringing her here. He has a lot of things to do on weekdays, so he won't care about these if he has nothing to do.

I don't know where Mother Youlan's tomb is.

But Youlan felt like she had returned to her own home here. Normally, she would stumble when walking on flat ground, but here, she stepped firmly on the rocks and hidden pits.

"We're here!" Youlan smiled and stood on a small sunken cliff, pointed down and said, "Did you remember, Daddy?"

Bai Xianyu shook her head honestly. She lifted up the corner of her robe, held on to the crooked neck tree and jumped down from the tree. This was Youlan's mother. She should also pay her respects and say thank you.

"Aunt Xiuyu, I came in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything to see you. I'll make up for it tomorrow. Please don't be offended..."

She closed her eyes and finished speaking, then slowly opened her eyes. She had been observing Youlan for a long time. There didn't seem to be anything special here. Maybe Youlan simply missed her mother, so she sacrificed

After praying, I was ready to take Youlan back to avoid anything unexpected happening.

But when he lowered his head, he saw Youlan squatting on the ground, digging something with her hands.

Bai Xianyu took a closer look and immediately reached out to stop her, "Don't touch!"

Youlan retracted her hand angrily, looking downcast as if her prank had failed, "But daddy, this looks shiny."

"Of course it's shiny." Bai Xianyu leaned down, gently picked up a small piece of soil with his hands, and squinted, "This is mercury."

Why is there mercury here?

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