Chapter 278： pay homage (1/2)

Chapter 278 Worship and Repayment

A large number of people have left the farm to return to the city in recent years, but there are still a small number of people who continue to work here. Luo Qiao went to the concierge and looked in.

saw the people inside and called out, "Uncle Qin."

The people inside heard the cry, looked for the prestige, looked at Luo Qiao for a long time and said, "You are Luo Qiao, the eldest daughter of the second room of the Luo family."

Luo Qiao smiled and said, "It's me, Uncle Qin still remembers me."

Uncle Qin walked out with a smile: "This has changed a lot. It seems that I had a good time back in the city."

Luo Qiao is a master who has vengeance and will avenge it. He did not hide it for Luo Tianming, but told Uncle Qin about his own affairs.

Uncle Qin patted his thigh and said, "The Luo Tianming mentioned in the newspaper is your father, oh, no, your adoptive father?"

Luo Qiao nodded.

Uncle Qin then murmured, "I can't complain, it can be explained now, this Luo Tianming couple is really not a good thing."

Looking at Luo Qiao who has changed too much: "Are you here to worship your grandma?"

Luo Qiao nodded and said, "Yes, come back and pay homage to my grandma, if I didn't have her, I'd be dead long ago."

Uncle Qin heard Luo Qiao's words: "It's time to come back to see, it's time to come back to worship, Mrs. Luo has protected you a lot in those years, but now it's alright, I have found my biological parents, and the good days are still here. The back."

Luo Qiao and Uncle Qin said their goodbyes. Instead of going inside the farm, they walked along a path on the farm to Grandma Luo's grave. After walking for about half an hour, they arrived at the place.

Luo Qiao put the packaged bowl of wontons in front of Grandma Luo's grave. Luo Qiao bought this bowl from the wonton stand. The cowhide bag outside was already wet.

This is because Luo Qiao received the space on the road, and took it out when she was about to get off the car. If she had been outside all the way, there would have been nothing left of the soup.

Luo Qiao took a can and a few candies from her bag, lit the candle, burned the paper, and kowtowed to Grandma Luo, and then she rambled about what happened in the past few months.

Finally, he bowed to Grandma Luo's grave and said, "Grandma, I'm leaving. I'll come to see you when I have time. Thank you for protecting me all those years."