Chatper 1790 (1/2)

Facing his deep eyes, his expression froze slightly. "I'm not going for now."

"okay."

There is always a feeling of betraying my aunt's trust, and I am ashamed to see her.

At first Pei Yiting didn't know Xia Yueqing's intention of suddenly asking him to worship Zhen Shuangyan, but it wasn't until the next day when he went to the cemetery and met his uncle Cheng Xiaodong that he realized that this day was Zhen Shuangyan's birthday.

Cheng Xiaodong didn't know how long he had been there, he sat in front of Zhen Shuangyan's tombstone in a daze, until Pei Yiting approached, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

"Yiting, why did you come here?" Cheng Xiaodong's face was full of surprise.

Moreover, the only people who came were Pei Yiting and Qibao, and without Xia Yueqing, it seemed a little weird.

In fact, when he met his uncle here, Pei Yiting was no less shocked than him.

He let go of Qibao's hand, and the bouquet in his hand was exactly the same as the flowers Cheng Xiaodong brought, they were all carnations that Zhen Shuangyan liked.

Of course Xia Yueqing told him this, but Cheng Xiaodong remembered it himself.

He walked over with long legs, put the bouquet of flowers in front of Zhen Shuangyan's tombstone, and asked, "Isn't uncle there too?"

At this time, Qibao had already run to Zhen Shuangyan's tomb, looked at Zhen Shuangyan in the photo, turned around and said to Pei Yiting: "Father, I remember this place, Mommy brought me here."

The childish voice made Cheng Xiaodong unconsciously look at Qibao.

The little guy looked up and didn't understand the meaning of the tombstone. Instead, he smiled sweetly on his little face and spoke in a soft voice: "Mum said this is grandma, I have two grandmas, and one grandpa. "

Pei Yiting's thoughts moved slightly, with a faint smile on his face. "Well, Qibao is great, I remember everything Mommy said clearly."

"Yes, I remember everything." Qibao nodded, and looked at Cheng Xiaodong curiously.

"This is uncle and grandpa, I also remember."

That cute little appearance is exactly the same as Cheng Xiaodong's grandson, and he couldn't help laughing and teasing Qibao.

"Qibao, do you have something to say to grandma?" Pei Yiting asked warmly, and Qibao nodded quickly.

"Yes, Mommy wants me to talk a lot to grandma."

Cheng Xiaodong stood aside, watching the interaction between the father and daughter, and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Pei Yiting.

"Since uncle is here, why go back in such a hurry?" Pei Yiting looked at Cheng Xiaodong with a half-smile, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Cheng Xiaodong's face had regained his composure, and his calm eyes no longer showed the abnormality that Pei Yiting had shattered earlier.

"No, it's fine. Since you and Qibao are here, let's go back first." Cheng Xiaodong directly declined Pei Yiting's request to stay.

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Pei Yiting curled his lips with a half-smile, looked at his daughter who was kneeling in front of Zhen Shuangyan's tombstone and chattered, and didn't step forward to disturb her.

"Uncle is not curious, why is Qibao called aunt and grandma?"

"Huh?" Cheng Xiaodong looked over in surprise.

Looking at Qibao who was talking to "grandmother" on the ground, there was a touch of scrutiny in his eyes.

The little guy was not influenced by the two adults, and happily talked about going to school.

"Yiting, why are you so secretive? If you have anything to say, just say it clearly." Cheng Xiaodong's eyes sank, and there was a hint of strong command in his words.