"After your grandmother died, I did not give her any care and warmth in her childhood because of the resentment and resistance in my heart."


    "Because she was afraid of my severity and never revealed these lost emotions to me, I didn''t realize that she was so fragile and sensitive."


    "So after that, I will deal with everything with escape."


    With that, the old man breathed heavily and looked back at Xiang Xing again.


    The corner of the old mouth suddenly lifted the hook and stared at the girl''s eyes, showing a little relief.


    "I''m really not a good father, but at least she has become a good mother."


    He raised his hand and gently patted Xiang Xing on the shoulder. "She brought you up alone under so many difficulties and pressure and taught you to be so clever and sensible... She is much stronger and mature than I thought."


    “……”


    Xiang Xing sipped his pink lips slightly and finally chose the default.


    She didn''t want to break the old man''s feeling of relief. It was too cruel.


    "Fortunately, she left you to me."


    The old man put the biscuit box aside, opened his arms and embraced Xiang Xing in his arms.


    With a long sigh of relief, he quickly hid those sad colors.


    The dim light reappeared at the bottom of his eyes and smiled, "little star, wait for grandpa to deal with those who obstruct him and take you back to Xiang''s house, OK?"


    “……”


    Xiang Xing paused and subconsciously looked at Qin Yue not far away.


    I wonder if he heard this.


    In short, when touching her eyes, the man smiled faintly, nodded slightly like silent permission.


    The little guy bit his pink lip.


    Finally, he nodded vigorously, "OK, Grandpa."


    "Good, good!"


    With the little granddaughter''s consent, the old man smiled happily, held her and stood up together.


    With her, both turned to Xiang Wen''s tombstone, with a steady and firm voice, "come, let''s worship your mother together, and then go back."


    "Yes."


    The girl nodded cleverly.


    The master and the sun gathered all their expressions and stood respectfully.


    When he was about to bow, Xiang Xing suddenly felt that there was something wrong in the afterglow of his eyes.


    She was stunned, her soft eyes blinked and locked her eyes to the wrong place.


    On Xiang Wen''s black tombstone, there seems to be a color of position, with some subtle inconsistencies.


    The little guy was shocked by the discovery.


    The pink lips closed tightly and couldn''t help but stretch out a small hand and press it towards that position.


    "... little star, what are you doing?"


    This surprised Xiang ting. He frowned strangely and asked softly.


    However, when his voice fell, he saw that the stone tablet touched by Xiang Xing''s fingertip fell off directly and fell to the ground!


    "This...!"


    Xiang Ting was startled by the scene, and his eyes stared greatly.


    How could this tombstone be destroyed like this!


    Is it in disrepair, or


    When he was wondering, he saw Xiang Xing shaking, suddenly squatting down quickly and picking up the fragments of the stele.


    The fingertip gently wiped on the edge and touched the black of a finger.


    There is also a smell of ink.


    Xiang Xing''s eyes sank and his heart was suddenly cold..


    This is clearly just destroyed.