A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 246 The Wild and Untamed Girl

Huo Yan was supposed to go to Tengfei in the afternoon, but suddenly he received a call from his uncle. School had not yet ended, so he immediately hurried back to Qingjiang.

Huo Yan's mother's grave was opened. When the grave was first built, many people lamented that it was built to attract thieves. How could there be a grave like that in a rural town?

Lu Zeng simply wanted to do things well at the beginning.

Who would have thought this would happen?

Many people were eyeing the cemetery, but no one had figured out the relationship between the Huo family and the town secretary, so they all remained calm.

The tomb was opened only after the town secretary was transferred to the city.

It was already dark when Huo Yan arrived in the town, so he ran straight to the back mountain.

"Uncle..." Huo Yan shouted loudly.

Huo Yan ran forward panting, gritting his teeth as he looked at the pried-open stone tomb, shaking with anger.

The uncle sighed and whispered:

"Alas, the grave is open. It's useless to push the stone door open. We have to rebuild it. Yanyan, how much money do you have? We have to spend money to rebuild your mother's grave. We can't just leave it open like this."

"I don't have much money..."

Huo Yan turned around and looked at the stone door that had been pried open.

The door of the stone tomb had been pried open. The stone door was on the side, broken into several pieces, and the stone chamber was pitch black. Huo Yan bit his lip, walked in anyway, and turned on the flashlight on his phone.

My uncle followed closely behind and asked in a low voice:

"Yan Yan, how many things did you put after your mother was buried?"

Huo Yan did not respond. She only cared about her mother's ashes.

When she walked in, the clothes and things her mother used during her lifetime were scattered on the ground, but the urn was still placed in its original place, which was quite considerate.

Huo Yan was relieved when he saw that his mother's ashes were still intact.

He knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, and said in a low voice:

"Mom, can I take you to Kyoto first? I'll feel at ease so that we can be together all the time."

She didn't care about any taboos and just took the urn and left.

My uncle was a bit superstitious after all. When he saw Huo Yan taking the ashes away, he was shocked and quickly stopped him:

"Yan Yan, stop messing around. Your mother is already buried. Don't disturb her anymore!"

Huo Yan hugged him tightly, avoiding her uncle's hand that was stretched out to hold her:

"Don't bother me! It's my mom!"

The uncle stamped his feet in anger:

"You kid... Huo Yan, be obedient. Your uncle is doing this for your own good. The dead should rest in peace. Do you want your mother to be restless even after death?"

The uncle held Huo Yan, not letting him go, and continued:

"Think about it, if you took your mother's ashes away out of anger, where would you put them? In the school dormitory or bury them in a grave in Kyoto?"

Huo Yan didn't say anything. She was determined to do this and no one's advice would help.

The uncle was so angry that he wanted to beat up his stubborn niece.

"How did your mother teach you?"

Huo Yan also cursed his uncle fiercely in his heart.

But she has become smarter now. She doesn't say unpleasant words out loud, but resists with cold eyes.

While his uncle wasn't paying attention, he ran away with the urn, which made his uncle very angry.

"Whoever wants to go to that grave can go there. When I die, someone will put me and my mother in it. But now, I want to be with my mother!"

Huo Yan stepped on the road and ran directly down the mountain.

The uncle is chasing after me:

"Huo Yan..."

Children like this are just acting up.

His sister is also an educated person, and the Huo family was once quite prosperous. How could they have raised their child like this?

When we got to the foot of the mountain, my uncle Huo Yan didn't run away because it was dark.

Huo Yan finally spent one night at his uncle's house and passed away early in the morning with the ashes in his arms.

Lu Zeng's car was parked downstairs, waiting for her to come down.

"Didn't I say I could take the bus back by myself?"

Huo Yan said this as he got in the car, his voice nasal and his face not looking very good.

Lu Zeng looked at her, paused, and changed the subject:

"Sit in the back."

Huo Yan turned around and said seriously with a stern face:

"I'll get carsick if I sit in the back! It's such a long distance, I'll definitely throw up. I want to sit in the front!"

Lu Zeng thought about it, stopped talking, and reached sideways to hand her the bag from the back seat.

When Huo Yan took over, he asked:

"what?"

It was still warm, and I smiled immediately:

"Food."

Fortunately, she didn't eat anything.

It's not even seven o'clock yet, and I don't know how early he got up and drove here.

Or maybe he came last night and was waiting downstairs.

Lu Zeng also understood Huo Yan. When Qingjiang helped her deal with her mother's funeral, he had a direct understanding of her entire family background.

Knowing her, you can guess that she would not be happy living in her uncle's house, so it is reasonable for her to leave early.

Hot soy milk, hot fried dough sticks, and a tea egg.

Huo Yan took big bites of the food. He didn't eat much last night.

"If it's not enough, go buy another steamed bun. You look like you haven't eaten for three months." Lu Zeng tore off a piece of tissue and handed it to her.

Huo Yan took it, held it in his hand, and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid it will get cold and freeze me if I swallow it."

Lu Zeng smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you say is what I will do."

The car windows were open to let the smell out.

Mr. Zhou might get in this car today. If this smell remains in the car, it will be difficult to explain.

We have to wait until Huo Yan finishes eating before we set off. This little bit of time is not a big deal.