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On Saturday, Su Ju brought Su Xiaobao and went out early in the morning. Today, she was dressed in black, with a white shirt underneath and naked makeup.

Su Xiaobao raised his head to look at Su Ju, "Dabao, where are we going? And why are you dressed like this? "

Hearing these questions, Su Ju was startled, "Little Treasure, don't ask so much. You'll know when we get there."

"Oh." Su Xiaobao lowered his head.

The two of them got off the carriage at an alley. After paying the driver, Su Ju brought Su Xiaobao to a flower shop and stood in front of the door. Su Xiaobao sniffed lightly and closed his eyes: "Smells good!"

Su Ju lowered his eyes and looked. It was a basin of unremarkable Gardenia Flower that was also planted on her balcony, just because Su Xiaobao especially liked the smell of this flower. He stayed there for a moment, then lowered his eyes to look at Su Xiaobao and said: "Xiao Bao, our family's flowers will bloom soon after."

Su Ju's intentions were extremely obvious. With a low grunt, she followed Su Ju inside.

At this moment, the owner of the flower shop came over with a smile. "Miss, may I know what you need?"

Su Ju said without any hesitation. "A bunch of orange stalks, wrapped in silver paper, thanks!"

"Sure, please wait a moment."

The owner of the flower shop went into the room to busy himself, but Su Xiaobao, who was standing at the side, was especially surprised. He raised his eyes to look at Su Ju, who was standing in front of him, and slowly opened his mouth. You always say that the smell is unpleasant, why? "

"This is for people, they really like it!" Su Ju's voice was very soft, as though she was afraid that others would hear it. At this moment, Su Xiaobao opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Su Ju blocked her, "Alright, Little Treasure, don't ask anymore. "You can go outside for a while now, but only if you don't go too far. You must be in my line of sight."

Su Xiaobao was overjoyed at this moment, jumping and jumping as he ran out.

Su Ju looked at Su Xiaobao outside the glass door. Other than him being relatively quiet in his studies, the rest of his time was spent in a very naughty way, causing Su Ju's brain to hurt. She had originally planned to let Jue Ji accompany him at home to play for a while, but because Jue Ji had told her that he had matters to attend to, Su Ju did not speak anymore and could only bring Su Xiaobao along.

It was about time for him to go.

Not long after, the owner of the flower shop walked out, holding a bunch of fresh orange stalks of flowers in his hands. Su Ju paid the driver and took a taxi once again.

The taxi walked all the way up the mountain. Su Xiaobao would occasionally tilt his head to look at the scenery outside the taxi. The old jungle was gone, replaced by a forest park, a steep cliff on the road, which was now covered with cement. The edge of the cliff was surrounded by railings, and on the railings hung a sign that read, in large red letters, "Please don't go near, this place is dangerous."

Along the way up the mountain, they walked who knows how many times before stopping in front of a large arched door with the words' Mausoleum 'written on it.

Su Ju pulled Su Xiaobao out of the carriage, and looked around. Seeing the rows of tombstones in front of him, she whispered into Su Ju's ear.

"Grandfather." Su Ju looked at the curious Su Xiaobao, bent down, and said in a low voice: "Today is their anniversary, so we …"

Su Ju did not continue speaking. She believed that Little Treasure understood, and at this moment, Su Xiaobao, who was originally causing a ruckus, suddenly became quiet. She held Su Ju's hand and walked forward step by step.

After passing through one row after another, and taking a few detours, Su Ju finally pulled Su Xiaobao to Su Yulong and Wang Zhihong's tombs. Lowering her head to take a look, she found that there was a bunch of fresh orange stalks and a few incense sticks standing in front of the tombstone that had yet to burn up.

It had to be known that only a few people in the Su Family knew that Su Yulong liked Jie Wei, and other than her, the only people who came to bury Su Yulong were the few relatives in her hometown, but those relatives didn't know that Su Yulong liked Jie Wei Hua. Su Ju suppressed the matter at the bottom of his heart, bent over his waist, and placed Jie Qian down in front of Su Yulong and Ju Zhihong's tombstones.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and squatted in front of the monument and carefully wiped the two people's photos. Looking at the names carved on it, Su Ju's heart sank.

After being silent for a long time, he squatted down and chatted with the two of them for a while. Su Xiaobao stood at the side and looked carefully at the pictures on the monument.

"Da Bao, don't be sad. Grandfather and Grandmother should be living a good life in the Kingdom of Heaven." Su Xiaobao pulled Su Ju's hand.

Su Ju turned her head to look at him, raised her hand to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes, and said with a bitter smile: "Mother is not sad.

When he raised his head, he saw a familiar figure in the corner of his eyes. Su Ju quickly stood up from his squatting position and looked carefully, the person that passed by just now was currently walking down the stairs, causing Su Ju to become very nervous. He turned his head and said to Su Xiaobao who was squatting there: "Xiao Bao, you will be right here, Mother will come back soon, remember, don't wander around everywhere, Mother won't be able to find you when Mother comes back!"

"Got it." Su Xiaobao looked at Su Ju and said: "Mom, I want to talk to Grandfather and Grandmother, is that possible?"

"Of course."

Su Ju followed the back of the man just now and ran downwards. However, when she arrived, the man had already disappeared, and Su Ju heard the sound of a car starting up nearby. When she ran over, she only saw the license plate of the car: XS188.

Su Ju walked back dejectedly. On the way back, she met the cleaning staff, and Su Ju opened her mouth, "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

The uncle squinted his eyes at Su Ju, and she said: "Do you know who the man who came here just now was?"

The uncle's hearing wasn't good, so he asked Su Ju loudly, "Who did you say?"

At this moment, Su Ju leaned even closer to the uncle, and spoke with a hoarse voice: "I say, the man wearing the black suit just now, who was he?"

The uncle shook his head, and Su Ju lowered her head. It was true that she should not have placed her hopes on the uncle knowing everyone who paid their respects in the cemetery. Just as she was about to give up that idea, Su Ju suddenly heard the uncle say, "I don't know who that young lad is, but I do know who he is every time he comes to offer sacrifices."

Su Ju's hope lit up again as she grabbed the hand of the uncle in front of him and asked urgently: "Can you bring me to take a look?"

The old man nodded.

Su Ju followed the uncle and walked a few rounds, and then stopped at a separate grave. The uncle pointed at it and said, "It's here."

Just as the uncle was about to leave, Su Ju asked again: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

The uncle didn't hear it clearly, and Su Ju opened his mouth straightforwardly, "Do you know who sent my parents the orange blossoms? My father is called Ju Zhihong, my mother is called Su Yu Niang. "

"Orange flower?" At this moment, the uncle thought carefully, "Did you say it was arranged today?"

"Yes, today!"

"I set that up!" The uncle's words were completely out of Su Ju's expectations, "Every single day will come around, remember this habit of yours has been going on for ten years."

Su Ju was sure that she and this uncle did not even know each other, and stared at him with his mouth agape. He seemed to understand Su Ju's doubts, and said slowly: "It's like this, ten-odd years ago someone entrusted me with this task, and at that time, they paid me a huge sum of money to take care of them, and even told me that they have to be bought a bunch of orange stalks every single day. Although I felt that it's very strange, there people going to the grave to use the orange stalks, but seeing the amount of money, I agreed.

Su Ju understood what the uncle meant, looked at him and said: "Then do you know who entrusted you with this task?"

"I can't remember. But at that time, there was a rule in our mausoleum garden that people who worked here were not allowed to receive money from outsiders. I was worried that I would lose my job, so I made him write me a letter of entrustment. Maybe there's his name on it." At this moment, the uncle said.

When Su Ju heard this, she instantly smiled. "Uncle, can you let me take a look at that power of attorney? I want to find that person and thank him for all the care he's given my parents over the years. "

"Of course you can, but I don't have the letter of attorney with me right now. It's at my place. Miss, wait a moment, I'll be right back!" With that, the old man instantly put down the broom in his hand, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction.

Only when the uncle's figure disappeared from Su Ju's sight did Su Ju turn her head to look at the tomb in front of him. There was no photo on the tombstone, only a name with the words' Mo Yulin 'written on it.

Who was the man who had paid his respects to this tomb? Su Ju felt that she was extremely familiar, looking at her back, she seemed to resemble Jue Ji. She thought back to what Jue Ji had told her before, that they would be holding a video conference at the company today, how could they have the time to come to this east city's mausoleum garden?

Thinking that she must have been seeing things wrongly, she couldn't help but shake her head.

The handwriting was too familiar to Su Ju, she hurriedly took out the phone from her pocket and compared it with the photo taken earlier, carefully looking at the brush strokes written on it, although there were some changes, the words in the uncle's hands were better, but when comparing the numbers, Su Ju was certain that it was written by the same person.

It was written by the man called Su Jun, her mother's so-called brother.

"Uncle, do you know where he lives?" Su Ju asked with a trace of expectation.

"At that time, he seemed to be quite young, as if he lived near the bay's water area. I already don't remember his exact location anymore!"

"Is his name Su Jun?"

"It seems to be that name! That's what I heard the man in the car call him. " After the old man finished speaking, he was about to leave when Su Ju opened his mouth in a hurry, "Can you let me take a picture of the written documents in your hands?"

The uncle raised his head and looked at Su Ju warily. She smiled and said, "Uncle, I was just thinking about this, maybe I can find that man called Su Jun earlier. Please!"

After Su Ju finished taking the pictures, she thanked the uncle and placed the phone back into her bag, then walked towards Su Yulong and Ju Zhihong's grave. Seeing that Su Xiaobao was still squatting there, an additional smile appeared on his originally tense face. Standing in front of the grave and looking at the picture of Su Yumei and Ju Zhihong, Su Ju swore to herself in her heart: No matter what, she will think of a way to solve the mystery of the car accident that year, and even give father justice.

Holding Su Xiaobao's hand, Su Ju slowly walked down the mountain.