"You should drink with me." Yin Jiugu coaxed Su Qingwan to take a sip of her daughter's redness. Su Qingwan's already blushing cheeks became even more red.

Su Qingwan took a dish of pastries from the kitchen.

Yin Jiu followed her with an exquisite small wine pot.

Su Hegui smelled the aroma of wine on Su Qingwan and smiled: "Qingwan has drunk? I just don't know how much alcohol is compared to your mother?"

"Mom's alcohol is very poor?" Su Qingwan said.

She just thinks that her mother doesn't like drinking.

Su Hegui laughed happily when he thought of something interesting: "She, she is three cups. She is drunk and is as clingy as a child."

Ayin and Ayang climbed ashore from the water and turned into human form to grimace the water-squeezing stone beast in the water: "A little bit, I can't get up!"

Su Qingwan turned her head and heard the water-stopping stone beast snorting coldly. Then, a rhino-like monster as big as a wolfdog floated out of the stone beast and stepped on the water to the ashore, scaring Ayin and Ayang.

Lingxi's old voice sounded: "The naughty child is going to be spanked."

"Qingqing!"

Ayin and Ayang rolled and crawled to Su Qingwan's feet for help.

Su Qingwan looked at the little guys who were climbing up desperately with her dress and laughed: "I can't save you, go and apologize."

Lingxi walked to Su Qingwan and moved her nose: "You are not that little girl. I think you look the same, but I thought it was her."

Su Qingwan said: "You are probably talking about my mother."

"You are her daughter!" Lingxi sighed, "By the way, your mother seems to have passed away long ago. That day, the Su family was covered with white silk."

Older monsters may have poor memory.

Su Qingwan asked, "When my mother passed away, were you awake?"

Lingxi nodded, and he tried hard to recall: "It was rare that day, and it was quite strange to snow in Jiangnan. I really like snowy days..."

Su Qingwan was not angry when she heard a lot of irrelevant words. Fortunately, Lingxi still remembered: "I slept in the snow for a while. When I opened my eyes, your mother lay on the beauty couch under the willow tree without breath. The snow on the willow branches kept falling, just like a human being crying."

Su Qingwan recalled it.

When she had just learned to walk, she was sleeping that day, so she didn't see the snowy scenery. When she woke up and looked for her mother, she saw the willow trees falling from afar, which was beautiful but particularly bleak.

Under the oldest willow tree, the person on the beauty couch was already asleep. The sickly face even had a smile on her face, and she couldn't wake up. The snow fell on the corner of her eyes and turned into crystal water droplets.

It was a funeral.

A white funeral organized by Su Hegui.

"Qingwan." Su Hegui's gentle voice recalled Su Qingwan's consciousness. Seeing Su Qingwan coming back to his senses, Su Hegui asked, "How long will he stay at home?"

"Half a month."

Su Hegui nodded: "The days are coming soon, why don't you go and see your mother today."

Su Qingwan naturally had this plan.

Su Hegui could not leave Su's house, and his roots were here, so he could only hope that Su Qingwan would come back to take a look on his behalf: "Your mother likes hawthorn cake, remember to bring more. She is allergic to peaches, so don't bring peaches. She likes lychees the most, remember to go out and buy some fresh ones for her."

"I know what I know about adoptive father." Su Qingwan said softly.

Su Hegui smiled embarrassedly: "I'll be long-winded if I'm not careful. By the way, you give this Liu Di to her."

There were many people in Su's house who went to worship Su Heqi, but none of them could see him. Later, Su Qingwan was the same, so he naturally didn't have the opportunity.

Whenever he missed him so much, he would ask Feiniao to help him bring a willow flute made from his willow branches to her.

This time it's different.

Su Qingwan was able to listen to his wishes, and as a woman, Liu Di brought by Su Qingwan was of great significance.

Su Qingwan took some seasonal fruits and the hawthorn cake she made with her own hands. Then she got on the horse and didn't ride it far away. The horse suddenly stopped leaving.

Su Qingwan suddenly had a breath in her ear. When she turned around, she saw Yin Jiu sitting steadily behind her, and she wanted to leave together.

"What did you do in the past?"

"I have seen your adoptive father, so I have to see your parents no matter how hard it is!" Yin Jiu took the reins and held Su Qingwan with one hand, "I always want them to know who will drink his daughter Hong, right?"

The horse moves forward again.

Su Qingwan looked at the scenery of retreating on both sides and unconsciously remembered the incident of Yin Jiu taking her on a horse in the Jiuzhou Imperial City. She never thought that one day they would ride together in Jiangnan.

Su Qingwan looked up at Yin Jiu's handsome face without any dead corners: "Turn left and stop."

Su Qingwan got off the horse and bought a bunch of hawthorns and lychees.

Yin Jiu dismounted and waited for Su Qingwan. He saw the hawthorn and lychees in the basket, and leaned over and said, "I like to eat them too."

Su Qingwan didn't look at him, so she left after buying it.

Yin Jiu, who was neglected, looked at her with grievance.

Su Qingwan sighed and picked a full lychee and peeled it and fed it to Yin Jiu. After Yin Jiu finished eating, he looked unsatisfied: "I still want to eat it."

Su Qingwan took one for him.

"Not peeling!"

"If you dislike me, don't eat it."

"I don't dislike it." Yin Jiu put the lychee in his sleeve, thought for a while, took it out again, condensed a thread with the demonic power, tied it up and made a bracelet and wrapped it around his wrist, "Look, how beautiful it looks."

Su Qingwan chuckled and pushed him: "Go away!"

In the Su Mansion, Lingxi was still recalling what happened back then. Ayin and Ayang took the opportunity to run up and down to his body, having a lot of fun.

Su Hegui handed over a piece of hawthorn cake before Lingxi was angry.

The sour and sweet taste of the hawthorn cake quickly attracted Lingxi's desire for food, so she didn't care about those two little guys.

"Little Willow, how long has it been since you transformed?" Lingxi swallowed a piece of hawthorn cake in his mouth. He didn't know enough about his neighbor. After all, the willow tree has always taken root here, but he is an outsider.

Su Hegui said: "Seventy-six years."

"You are still so young." Lingxi sighed, "You are good, young. You are the only tree spirit here that can transform. The Feng Shui of this area has improved, and I have not been here for nothing in the past years."

"Uncle Su, you are so young!" Ji Jingyun exclaimed.

Su Hegui blinked and smiled, "I'm late."

"Jingyun, come on, the peanut crispy is delicious, try the peanut crispy." Wanli handed it to Ji Jingyun. Seeing that Ji Jingyun stopped talking, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Su Hegui, "Hegui, the word "hegui" means white, and it also wants to spread its wings and fly high. I am afraid that the word "gui" also hopes that no matter how far you can go, you can remember to come back and see. Is this the name Qingwan's mother gave you?"

"Yes." Su Hegui said, "I want to hide it from you, I like this name very much. Hegui, Heqi, do you hear it, do you look like it?"

Su Qingwan, who was squatting in front of Su Heqi's tomb, also mentioned Su Hegui: "I like my adoptive father the most among the treasures given to me by my mother. However, I also know that my mother does not want to hand over her adoptive father to me."

Yin Jiu bent down and helped Su Qingwan up: "She is still listening."

"This is written by my mother myself." Su Qingwan said softly, "My mother likes to write a memorial. I have read it before, and there is a book I specially left for me. She wants me to respect my adoptive father and grow up safely and healthily."

"Well...but she finally told me to return my adoptive father to her." Su Qingwan recalled the end of the book "She wrote it three times."

"Your mother is unexpectedly lively." Yin Jiu commented.

Su Qingwan's temperament probably learned from Su Hegui.

"My mother wants to become a female general of the generation and walk around with her sword. But she has a bad body. If she hadn't been walking with me, she wouldn't even leave the house. In the end, she could only give me her wish and specifically reminded me to go and see the sea. She always felt that it would be very handsome to ride a small boat alone to break the waves."

Yin Jiu hugged her tightly in fear: "It's okay to look at the sea, but it's not enough to be alone."

"But the generals are like this."

"Who is the general?"

“There are many generals.”

"So who are they?"

Yin Jiu scratched the itchy flesh on Su Qingwan's body: "Do you say it?"

Su Qingwan hid behind the tombstone and said righteously: "My mother is still listening."

Yin Jiu looked at the words on the tombstone and sighed.

No matter how he was making trouble, he couldn't really take Su Qingwan in front of Su Qingwan's mother's tomb. Then he was nothing.

But the general is really annoying!

The one who took Sheng'er away was also a general.

Yin Jiu put the general on the blacklist, still above the Ghost Lord.

Su Qingwan came out from behind and said goodbye to her mother in a regular manner. She packed up the basket and food box. Before leaving, she looked at Yin Jiu who was squatting beside her and pulled out the weeds: "Do you want to accompany me home?"

Yin Jiu stood up and hummed softly.

Su Qingwan walked over and took his arm: "Okay, go home."

Yin Jiu gently rubbed Su Qingwan's hair top with a faint smile on his lips. He turned around and looked at the tombstone before getting on the horse.

Thank you for bringing her to this world.

When Su Qingwan returned to Su's house to meet Su Hegui, she saw Ji Jingyun standing obediently by the lake reading. Ayin and Ayang knelt obediently on the table in front of Wanli, the air was particularly strange.
To be continued...