The rain was a little lighter, but the wind was still strong.

When driving, there were only occasional rain lines that were drawn, making people mistakenly think that the rain had stopped.

But after getting off the car, the coldness that hits the face from time to time really tells you that the rain has not stopped yet.

Yang Yang pushed open the car door and said to Xu Yan.

"Wife, go to the trunk to get things. I met a high school classmate."

"Yeah, OK."

After glanced at the person standing next to the car on the other side, Xu Yan felt that she looked familiar and nodded and responded.

After saying hello to his wife, Yang Yang walked straight to Xu Feng, who was standing in front of the car next to him, who was breathable.

"Xufeng, you are all here, don't you go up?"

"Um?"

Shocked by Yang Yang who suddenly appeared, Xu Feng subconsciously stuffed the cigarette in his hand into an iron can and covered it with a lid.

"You are here to visit the graves too. The people buried in this cemetery seem to be all those who died unexpectedly, so I won't..."

"I haven't seen you so hard to speak before." Yang Yang patted Xu Feng on the shoulder, "I am the high school classmate who came with my wife to worship her."

"That's it." Xu Feng knew it, "I was also a man who was forced to be a driver."

"girlfriend?"

"No, I don't have this blessing."

Xu Feng smiled awkwardly, and was about to touch a cigarette for Yang Yang, but suddenly he remembered that he didn't smoke, so he withdrew his hand.

"Not a girlfriend, who is it?"

"It's the boss...it's our boss."

A gust of wind blew, and the branches and leaves around the cemetery swayed and rustled.

In front of the steps of the cemetery, Xu Yan was carrying a fruit basket, holding lilies in her arms, and shouting to Yang Yang:

"Honey, are you okay?"

“Come now.”

He stretched his neck and replied, Yang Yang patted Xu Feng on the shoulder.

"Let's go, contact me if you have something to do."

"Okay, go ahead and don't let your wife wait in a hurry."

Xu Feng nodded, touched the pocket where the cigarette was placed, and finally withdrew his hand and continued to look at the thriving field in the distance.

The plants and trees wither and flourish every year, and the wind on Qingming Festival is still a bit cold.

Next year, it’s better to stay at home on holidays and don’t be caught by others.

After breathing outside the car, Xu Feng returned to the car, looked at Yang Yang and Xu Yan who were climbing the steps.

The cemetery was built, and Yang Yang and Xu Yan came along.

In addition to some fallen leaves on the steps, there are fewer traces of time.

Just as Xu Feng said, this cemetery is buried with young people who died unexpectedly. Perhaps because of this, the cemetery is planted around it with evergreen plants.

The entire cemetery is not like a cemetery, but more like a deep mountain manor, living with deceased people.

There were a few raindrops mixed in the wind. Yang Yang stood in the direction of the wind and helped Xu Yan block some rain.

Looking at the lilies swaying in the wind in her arms, Yang Yang couldn't help but feel curious.

"I said to my wife, why don't you buy white chrysanthemums and lilies?"

"Jia Jia likes this kind of flower because lilies symbolize purity."

Touching the flowers in his arms, a trace of remembrance appeared on Xu Yan's face.

"Then what kind of flowers do you like, I have time to buy them for you."

"I like flowers, it seems that there isn't, so you don't have to worry."

"Then I'll buy a little of each type and let you choose."

"Are I my wife or the flower shop owner who is your wife, take care of her like this."

Accompanied by the cold wind, Yang Yang chatted with his wife and walked into the gate of the cemetery.

There are good things about the row of tombstones in front of them, and Lin Yingying, dressed in cool clothes, stood in front of a tombstone above.

"good."

The car turned toward leaving the cemetery.

Xu Feng could see another direction from afar, as if Yang Yang and Xu Yan's cars were driving towards the village.

After taking a look through the rearview mirror, Lin Yingying in the back seat of the car.

"Lin Jing...beautiful lady, are you going home or going to the city?"

"Puff!" Lin Yingying couldn't help laughing, "Forget it, you'd better call me Lin Yingying, go back to the city... By the way, do you want to eat oranges? This orange tastes good."

"No, I'm going to drive."

"Okay, but if you come with me, you can't go back empty-handed. This fruit basket was given to her by my sister and friend. When you leave later, take it away."

"Uh, thank you."
Chapter completed!