Chapter 1777

Anmu felt that he was really excited!

She took the little prince's hand and walked inside. After walking for two circles, she took him upstairs and pointed to her room. "This is where my mother used to live."

Open the door, the interior is still as before.

Go to see the next parents' room, also has been restored.

Anmu's eyes were wet.

The little prince also did not understand the opening, "Mom, where are Grandma and grandfather?"

Anmu squatted down, holding the little son of the world, "they, ah, they went to a very good place to enjoy happiness!"

"But we didn't come back to see grandma and grandfather?"

Anmu nodded, "yes, they are here."

Little son of the world is still puzzled, can see Anmu Tonghong eye socket, finally still did not open mouth to ask again.

Feng Xiao came in carrying the suitcases of two people. One was sent to the little son's room and the other to the place where they lived.

It's clean here. It looks like it's been cleaned.

Then they washed their faces, ate takeout, took a nap at noon, and in the afternoon, they went to the cemetery.

On the cold stone, is the parents' tombstone, on the tombstone, they two young portraits, let an Mu see the heart is very sour, eyes are also red.

Anmu squatted down, his fingers gently touched the tombstone, "Dad, now I am the movie queen, I also took the Hollywood movie queen, Dad, you can rest in the sky."

Anmu finished these words, the seal owl took the little son of a son, very dignified to the tombstone bow.

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when they came back from the cemetery, they were in City C and lived as a family of three.

Anmu cooks every day, while fengxiao accompanies his son to play outside.

Anmu rest time, to sort out the father's relics, such a collation, found a hand copied script "Youzhou earthquake.".

Anmu looked at the name, suddenly stunned.

At that time, shooting technology was backward, and computers were not popular. So at that time, most of the scripts were hand copied. Moreover, this script was written by my father himself.

Anmu unconsciously took the script and sat on the balcony and read it himself.

The script is very simple, but Anmu imagines that kind of scene in his mind.

"The great earthquake in Youzhou" is really shocking and heartbreaking.

She watched for a long time until it was dark, and she didn't come back.

Finally, it was a slight movement outside that brought her back to God.

"Dad, what's mom doing? I'm so hungry

"Shh, your mother is thinking. Don't disturb her."

"Oh, well."

The little son of the world reluctantly opened his mouth and finally sighed, "when my mother is meditating, how desolate it is!"

Feng Xiao looks at an mu, and her sight is finally fixed on the script in her hand.

On that night, everyone's dinner was too late, so they went out to eat. When they came back after dinner, xiaoshizi fell asleep in the car.

After returning home, Feng Xiao carried the little son into his room, and then returned to his bedroom.

Anmu has been silent, did not speak, now is also standing on the balcony, looking at the distant sky.

After reading the script, she finally understood why Xia xinbing said it was a script that could never be published.

Inside the things, too bloody, too realistic, let people see, the heart of depression is fierce.

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