Qi Sichen looked down and said, "These are just some photos that have been fired. Is this what you are here for?"

The man smiled slightly: "Don't Mr. Xiao Qi want to know the story behind these photos?"

"I don't have this interest." Qi Sichen looked at his watch and prepared to stand up from his seat and leave.

The man quickly stood up and reached out to stop Qi Sichen: "Mr. Xiao Qi, don't be so anxious. Do you still remember a forest fire here more than ten years ago..."

Qi Sichen was already a little tired of this guy, but when he heard the photos about the fire, he couldn't help but calm down.

How could I remember the fire that year? It can be said that it was my lifelong pain.

The man looked at him with a mysterious smile. He knew that his guess was almost the same. Perhaps he would reveal a secret from the Qi family today.

"Mr. Xiao Qi, you don't have to be so nervous. I am just a reporter who has just arrived in the precious land. As a place, as well as a prominent family in the country, you and your family should have some headlines that will allow me to gain a foothold here..."

*

Qi Yemo placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of a cold tombstone, and then, with the cooperation of Qin Huo, he placed two full wine glasses on the altar.

"Dad, I'm here to see you. That boy Yang didn't disturb you, right?" As he said that, he looked at a smaller monument next to his father's tombstone. The child in the photo smiled naughtyly.

It’s a pity that time is always frozen at that age like a flower.

Looking at his son's photo, Qi Yemo's heart was once again turbulent, and the guilt that he had not let go of for more than ten years surged again.

He placed a toy car model in front of Yangyang's tombstone: "Boy, you have new toys to play with. Don't just spend time there, take me more care of my grandfather, otherwise I will go there and teach you a lesson."

This sentence made Qin Huo, who was following behind him, feel a little helpless.

He twisted his body and quickly raised his hand to wipe it on his face. The feelings for Yang Yang were not much less than Qi Yemo.

Among the three children, I was only closer to Yangyang, and of course I was the one who was teased the most by this little guy.

"Master, Young Master Yangyang will definitely be very obedient. The master likes grandchildren so much. Their grandchildren will definitely be very happy there." As he said that, he bowed several times to the two tombstones: "It's getting late, it's time to go back and have a meal with the lady."

"Okay." Qi Yemo calmed down a little: "I'll come to see you again in a few days."

*

"Oh, these two busy people have come back so early. They are very good at picking up some time. They just brought the meal to the table..."

As soon as they entered the door, Qi Yemo and Qin Huo first received a sarcasm.

He spoke so sarcastically, of course he was Ye Huanyu's best friend Luo Qiao.

Ye Huanyu's mental state has not improved for more than ten years. Qi Yemo visited famous doctors everywhere, but he had no idea about her symptoms.

When I left, I would only say one sentence: "This is a heart disease, and heart disease requires heart medicine."

But where should I find this heart medicine...

"Jojo, can you say a few words? My master and I went to the cemetery just now. He feels very uncomfortable now."
Chapter completed!