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   Except for Aunt Hong, I will not be the second choice.

  Meng Yunzheng took Xiao Songle\'s hand and stepped forward, "Kow to your father, if you have something to say, speak slowly."

   "Well." Xiao Songle knelt down obediently. He had never seen his father, but he heard from Aunt Hong that although his father was stupid, he knew he loved him. When he was still in his mother\'s womb, his father often talked to him and said that he wanted to make money for himself.

   Meng Yunzheng and Shu Yu didn\'t bother him, they went to see the graves of Xiaojiu Song and his wife, and burned a lot of paper.

Xiao Songle put the incense in, his voice was warm and glutinous, "Dad, I\'m a dog baby, I\'m here to see you. I\'m fine now, I read and read with my cousin, eat well, dress warmly, and many more. Friend... I just miss you and my mother, if only you were by my side, I actually envy Quanquan, his parents treat him very well. I know that you and your mother will also be very fond of me. OK."

   As he spoke, his mood inevitably dropped. It was clear that he had planned well, and he would definitely not cry when he got to the mountain, but now his eyes still couldn\'t help but start to turn red.

"Father, I\'m leaving tomorrow, and I don\'t know when I\'ll be able to see you again. You must be well in the sky, bless me to find my mother soon, okay? We now have a little clue about my mother, auntie. Said it would definitely be found, and I also believe that my mother is waiting for me somewhere. When I find my mother, we will see you together. "

   After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times respectfully and sincerely. When he got up, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes, "Father, goodbye."

  Xiao Songle turned around and walked to Meng Yunzheng\'s side three steps at a time. Shu Yu wiped her face with a handkerchief, "Are you done?"

"Um."

   Meng Yunzheng asked him to kneel before the tombstone in front of him again, "This is your grandfather and grandmother, kowtow to the two elders."

   Xiao Song Le obediently knelt down and kowtowed again, "Master, milk, I\'m a dog, I\'m here to see you guys."

Meng Yunzheng touched his head and whispered, "Uncle, auntie, don\'t worry, I will take good care of Lele. Although we are leaving the capital tomorrow, Ayu has business here. After two years, Lele will When Le is a little older, let him follow the delivery convoy to Beijing and come see you again."

   When Xiao Song Le heard this, his eyes lit up slightly.

   Meng Yunzheng burned the last piece of paper money, put out the fire, and packed everything up, then took Xiao Songle\'s hand and left.

   Walking to the foot of the mountain, Xiao Songle felt a warm wind blowing from the side of his cheek, it was a little itchy, very gentle.

   He paused, Meng Yunzheng stopped and lowered his eyes to ask him, "What\'s wrong?"

   "Cousin, can I ask you one thing?"

   "Tell me, what my cousin can do will definitely be done for you, you don\'t have to ask for it."

   While speaking, he carried Xiao Songle into the carriage.

  The little guy sat down obediently, and when everyone came up, he whispered, "Cousin, can you help me draw two paintings, which are the portraits of my parents. I, I want to leave a memory."

   "Of course, that\'s right, we\'re going to Hong\'s house now. I\'ll ask Aunt Hong about the looks of your parents, and I\'ll give it to you when I draw it."

   Speaking of which, Meng Yunzheng couldn\'t get out of the Hong\'s house twice earlier, and it was Shu Yu who took Xiao Songle there.