The Strongest Rebirth: It's not easy to mess with a beautiful wife

Today is not the Ching Ming Festival. When Jiangli arrived at the cemetery, there was only one auntie cleaning around with her head bowed.

The broom made of thin bamboo forks made a "rustling" sound when sweeping the ground, covering up the footsteps of the Gracilaria.

According to memory, she found her parents' tombstone not long after she walked.

Before the tombstone was clean, Jiang Li knelt in front of him, placed the chrysanthemums and tributes in front of him, put some incense sticks on them, and took out a lighter to burn the paper money.

Probably the smell of burning paper money caught the attention of the cleaners nearby, and the aunt came here slowly just now.

"Little girl, is today your parents' death day?" She had no expression on her face, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Jiang Li shook his head lightly, "No."

"Yeah." She put down the broom, sat down against a tombstone, and stared in a daze.

Jiang Li glanced at the tombstone, there were a lot of weeds growing around it, and the tombstone was obviously washed by rain. It was obvious that no one had visited the owner of the tombstone for a long time.

In my heart, there was a trace of sadness.

While watching, the cleaner aunt suddenly turned her head and stared at her.

Jiang Li was startled by that look, "What do you see me doing?"

The cleaner smiled, showing some sparse and yellow teeth in his mouth, "It's nothing."

Jiang Li frowned, looked up and looked around, and asked, "Aren't you afraid when you stay here every day?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Auntie breathed out, "People who are half buried in the ground will end up in that world sooner or later."

"You are still young."

Auntie laughed again, sat up holding the tombstone, picked up the long broom and continued to sweep the floor.

Jiang Li looked at her back with puzzlement in his eyes.

A gust of wind blew her hair flying, as if lifted by an invisible hand, and the incense on the ground burned faster.

Jiang Li stood up, rubbed his numb knees, and walked around in a circle.

The sky is getting late, it seems that Jiang Nuo will not come today.

After sorting out her thoughts, she drove away from the cemetery and returned to the apartment.

In the blacklist interception record, there was no trace of Li Sichen anymore, she sighed bitterly, turned off the lights and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, Jiang Li got up and made a simple breakfast for herself.Just after eating, I received a call from Ye Ci.

"Sisters, are you back?" Ye Ci asked.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Jiang Li wiped her lips with a tissue, "I'm going to see that woman Jiang Nuo today, is she really going to act wild in front of my parents' monument?"

"I'll go too," Ye Ci hurriedly said, she was afraid that Jiang Li would suffer alone, "and Lu Yihan, he will go too."

Jiang Li was silent for a moment, "Isn't he..." Did he also think that the woman Jiang Nuo was her?
"In the past few days, I have communicated with him. After thinking about it, he still thinks that the woman Jiang Nuo should be fake." Ye Ci explained.

should?Jiang Li smiled, "No need, I can do it alone, my brother and Li Sichen can't do anything to me, right? What can I suffer?"

Even if they do do it, Ye Ci won't be able to do anything, it's better to go to the security company and hire a group of bodyguards.

"You really can?" Ye Ci was a little worried, and finally said: "If you have anything to do, remember to call me, I will rush over as soon as possible, don't try to hold on by yourself."

"Well, no problem." Jiang Li said warmly.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Li hired an hourly worker to clean the house, cleaned himself up, and went out.

The weather today is very clear, with white clouds floating in the sky, and the blue sky below. Compared with the barren deciduous trees in Siberia, the green plants in Beijing are still luxuriant.

When we arrived at the cemetery, the sun was neither hot nor dry. Compared with yesterday afternoon when it was empty, there were few people standing there today, most of them looked sad and remembered their loved ones.

The cemetery cleaners have cleaned up the things and the burnt paper ash yesterday, and there are only two bunches of chrysanthemums left, slightly withered.

Jiang Li replaced it with a fresh bouquet, then knelt in front of the stele and said something from her heart to her parents on the ground.After getting up, he waited around for a while, but still did not see Jiang Nuo and others, so he decided to go around.

As soon as the figure disappeared, a man and a woman walked in at the entrance of the cemetery.

Sheng Mingxuan helped Jiang Nuo, who had a pale face and some vain feet, to the management staff, and asked Jiang Li about the coordinates of his parents' tombstones.

After getting the answer, he supported Jiang Nuo to move forward.

"Don't be too sad, you lost your memory in those years, how could your uncle and aunt blame you?" Sheng Mingxuan persuaded, "If you are so sad, they will not feel at ease under Jiuquan."

Jiang Nuo pursed his lips and pulled out a bitter smile, "I know, thank you."

Sheng Mingxuan touched her head pityingly, and carefully helped her move forward.

After detouring a few wrong ways and asking a few cleaners, I finally found the tombstone of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

Sheng Mingxuan looked at the bouquet of flowers in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder, didn't he say that his uncle and aunt only had Xiao Nuo as their daughter?Who sent this flower?

When he was puzzled, Jiang Nuo got up from his arms and collapsed in front of the tombstone with a painful expression on his face.

"Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you, oh...my daughter is not filial..."

Her tears kept falling like heavy rain, and soon wet the front of her clothes.Sheng Mingxuan bent down and knelt beside her, bowed three times and supported Jiang Nuo's thin body, "Don't be too sad."

Jiang Nuo shook his head, weeping uncontrollably.

Seeing her in such pain, Sheng Mingxuan felt that his heart was also being pulled into a ball, and it was aching.

"Xiao Nuo, if you are like this, uncle and aunt will worry about you..."

Jiang Nuo wiped away his tears and forced a smile, "Okay, I won't cry..."

She hugged the tombstone and mournfully said: "Father, Mom, although you left me and let me live alone in this world, I will definitely live happily and work hard, and I will not let you down..."

Caressing the monument made of granite, she attached it with a look of attachment, as if only in this way could she get a little comfort.

Sheng Mingxuan couldn't help holding her trembling body in his arms, rubbed her hair with his lips and said, "You won't be alone, and I will accompany you and take care of you..."

"Mingxuan..." Jiang Nuo was moved and wept in his arms, and wiped it off again, "Thank you, without you, I don't even know what I would do?"

Sheng Mingxuan shook his head, "Thank you." He came to my side.

The two hugged each other when Sheng Mingxuan's phone rang suddenly. He frowned when he took it out and looked at it. After hesitating again and again, he gently reached out and pushed Jiang Nuo away.

Facing her tear-stained face, Sheng Mingxuan said apologetically, "Wait for me."

"Well," Jiang Nuo bit his lower lip, "You go about your business, I'm fine..."

Sheng Mingxuan touched her head, "You are always so cute and sensible, which makes my heart ache."