Chapter 399
Chapter 399
The tomb keeper could not shut his mouth happily. Sure enough, all the rich people were like this. They were stupid and had a lot of money, so he liked the rich people to pay homage.
"Take your time... Call me if you need anything!" The tomb keeper said happily.
"Wait, where is song Tenghui's tomb?" Asked song Zhixin.
Looking forward to a Zheng, it turns out that even song Zhixin doesn't know where song Tenghui's tombstone is?
The grave keeper's face was stunned, "Song Tenghui? There... I'll take you. "
"It's strange... Why do so many people come to see song Tenghui today?" The grave keeper muttered.
Song Zhixin's ears were very sharp. Naturally, he didn't leave the tomb keeper's words, "a lot of people? Who else? "
Tomb keeper Leng Leng, "today there are two women to come."
"Two women?" Song Zhixin asked in surprise.
"Yes! A... "The grave keeper hesitated and did not speak.
Song Zhixin's face suddenly became a little cold. He took out several large banknotes from his bag and sent them to the tomb keeper.
"Go ahead." Song Zhixin's voice was cold and impatient.
The tomb keeper gladly accepted the money. "It's a pretty good-looking woman. She's a little old and well dressed. She's mostly the wife of a rich family... I don't know what her relationship with song Tenghui is."
Song Zhixin didn't speak. If he didn't know who the woman was, he was a fool.
That person must be the mother of song.
But song Zhixin didn't know that his mother had already forgiven song Tenghui.
Song's mother had been silent before. Originally, song Zhixin thought that song's mother must mind. After all, how many women are so generous that they turn a deaf ear to her husband's infidelity?
About song Tenghui, song's mother has never asked song Zhixin. Song Zhixin is afraid that song's mother will feel uncomfortable after hearing this, and has no intention to tell her. Now it seems that song's mother has forgiven song Tenghui.
After all, they loved each other very much.
Song Zhixin sighed.
Looking at Pan'er's feeling, she thought about it and asked, "is there another woman?"
The tomb keeper nunuzui said, "this woman, she didn't know much earlier than you. Now she should still be there. Maybe you can meet her in the past."
Another woman?
Song Zhixin just reflected that he was anxious to inquire about song's mother and forgot about this woman.
It's smart to look around for gains and losses.
But who is that woman.
Song Zhixin's eyes suddenly cold, looking at the tombstone there.
They said hello to the tomb keeper and went over.
I saw a woman in an ordinary dress, an ordinary white shirt and jeans, with loose hair, crawling in front of song Tenghui's screen, talking about something.
Song Zhixin and Gu Pan'er have a rare tacit understanding of each other.
Two people quietly close, listen to the woman is gently sobbing, sobbing what but whispering people can't hear.
Song Zhixin could not help frowning and asked coldly, "who are you?"
The woman seems to be scared and almost jumped up.
After all, it is a strange woman lying in front of her father's tombstone, so song Zhixin is inevitably hostile to women.
The woman turns back in a daze.
It's a face full of vicissitudes
The woman's face was a bit alarmed, and after seeing the comer, she seemed more uneasy.
"Who are you?" Song Zhixin repeated.
No matter who this woman is, since she stands in front of song Tenghui's tombstone, it must be someone who has something to do with them.
The woman soon calmed down and said, "who are you?"
"Are you Han Zhiren's mother?"
Gu Pan'er, who had never spoken, said faintly. Although he was asking questions, his words were very firm.
The woman, like a lightning strike, shivers all over her body. She looks at Gu Pan'er, "do you know me? Who are you? "
In fact, Gu Pan'er is not 100% sure. This is Han Zhiren's mother in front of her. She just cheated her. She just saw the woman's reaction. Gu Pan'er knows that she guessed right.
"I, I'm a friend of Han Zhiren."
A trace of joy flashed across the woman's face and asked excitedly, "are you Zhiren's friend?"
Gu Pan'er's heart clattered for a while, and an indescribable feeling spread all over his body.
"Do you know where Zhiren is? I can't find Zhiren... He hasn't given me living expenses for a long time! " There was still a trace of resentment on the woman's face.
Gu Pan'er guesses that the woman's heart is about saying that Han Zhiren has no conscience, shameless and so on.
But can she not bear to know the truth?
"Han Zhiren... He has something for me to verify for him. Is it convenient for you to tell me?" Gu Pan'er asked tentatively.
This matter is Han Zhiren's regret before he died, and it is also the last problem Han Zhiren left to Gu Pan'er.
"What's the matter?" The woman asked warily and took her eyes to look at Song Zhixin. Although the man didn't speak all the time, Han's mother felt that the man was not an easy-going role.
After a pause, he slowly opened his mouth.
"Han Zhiren... Told me that his surname is song, right?" Gu Pan'er said euphemistically.
The woman's face was a little flustered and hesitated to ask, "who are you? Zhiren even told you such a thing? "
Gu Pan'er smiles, "Han Zhiren and I are very good friends."
Rare, Gu Pan'er said so, but song Zhixin's heart is not the same.
Song Zhixin just looks at Gu Pan'er quietly. Today, Gu Pan'er is wearing a long black cotton dress with a wine red beret on his head and a pair of hand-made leather shoes on the soles of his feet.
It's also the dress of a literary and artistic young woman. Maybe it's the role's need. Inexplicably, song Zhixin thinks that this dress is actually very suitable for looking around.
Gu Pan'er's body has that kind of quiet atmosphere that belongs to literary and artistic young women.
Gu Pan'er is busy verifying Han Zhiren's doubts with Han's mother. Naturally, he won't find song Zhixin peeking at himself.
"Very good friend..." Han's mother repeated in a low voice.
"Yes." Gu Pan'er smiles.
It has to be said that Gu Pan'er's smile is quiet and gentle, which is harmless to human and animals.
Han's mother soon put down her vigilance and relaxed her face. But she forgot a very important question. Why did Han Zhiren's friend appear in front of song Tenghui's tombstone?
Now Han's mother has been moved by Gu Pan'er, so she has no time to care so much.
"Yes... Zhiren really should be named song." Han's mother murmured and looked at Song Tenghui's tombstone. She squatted down slowly, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the rough tombstone.
Song Tenghui's smile on the tombstone is still so modest and polite, or the gentle man in memory.
Song Zhixin almost can't help it. This woman is the one who interposes between Song Tenghui and his mother!
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