Five years later, Mrs. Gu returned home with her child and became a wealthy family

Chapter 236 Only You Can Comfort Gu Jingheng

Sui Sui Niannian glanced at Mu Zijin, and after getting Mu Zijin's instructions, the two children came to Mrs. Gu.

Old Madam Gu raised her hand and touched their heads, showing great affection.

Mrs. Gu looked a little embarrassed when she heard this: "Mom, today is the anniversary of his death. We should do some serious work."

"Every year during the sacrifice ceremony, everyone is somber. They seem to be here to mourn their loved ones, but in reality, their hearts have long been apart. I think Mu Zijin has raised her two children very well. Look at Qingtian, she's even locked herself in her room. So, what's the relationship between Mu Tianjiao and Jing Heng, according to you? Didn't she also come to the sacrifice ceremony?"

Old Madam Gu left Madam Gu speechless.

At the same time, Gu Qingtian appeared in front of them. When he saw Mu Zijin, he immediately ran forward and grabbed Mu Zijin's wrist: "Aunt Zijin, please come with me to see Dad. Dad doesn't look right!"

Gu Jingheng?

Madam Gu asked directly: "What's wrong with Jing Heng?"

"Grandma, only Aunt Zijin can comfort my dad. It won't help if any of you go!" Gu Qingtian suddenly scolded.

"What kind of perverse logic is this? My own son is paying homage to his father and brother, and as his mother, I can't go?"

Madam Gu frowned and said, "You see, this is where your education is wrong. You never believe what Qingtian says. His relationship with Jingheng has finally eased. Jingheng is in a low mood today. If Mu Zijin can comfort him, it wouldn't hurt to comfort him."

"Could it be possible for you to watch your son suffer from a heart attack and be unable to recover?"

"Mom..." Mrs. Gu shouted helplessly, but she couldn't find any words to refute.

Gu Qingtian also had a look of anxiety on his face, and pulled Mu Zijin's hand.

Mu Zijin lowered her eyes and took a look, but finally did not refuse. She followed Gu Qingtian and left.

The two walked into the cemetery. When they passed the front hall, Gu Qingtian discovered that most of Mu Zijin's shoulders were wet. When they arrived at the cemetery, Gu Qingtian took the initiative to take a black umbrella and handed it to Mu Zijin.

"Aunt Zijin, I think you're the only one who can comfort my father right now. He's been kneeling in front of the tombstone and won't get up. I just tried to persuade him for a long time."

Mu Zijin was startled: "Did their deaths cast a shadow on Gu Jingheng?"

Even if it's a sacrifice, it shouldn't be like this...

Gu Qingtian shook his head: "I don't know about this either. My father didn't tell me when I was little. I'm afraid you, Aunt Zijin, will have to ask."

When you were a child?

Mu Zijin's eyes twitched as she realized that Gu Qingtian was just like Sui Sui Niannian, liking to treat herself like a big kid.

Obviously, in her eyes, they are all little darlings who deserve to be cared for and loved by adults.

Mu Zijin finally took the black umbrella and walked into the cemetery holding it.

At this moment, the sky was gradually getting dark, and Mu Zijin could vaguely see someone kneeling in the distance. She stood in the distance, took a deep look at him, a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes, and then she walked forward.

When he approached Gu Jingheng, Gu Jingheng did not turn around, but just said something coldly.

"go out."

Gu Jingheng was still kneeling in front of the tombstone, his back was straight and firm, but his back gave people an extremely lonely feeling.

Mu Zijin glanced at him and said nothing.

Gu Jingheng's suit was constantly wet by the rain, and the hair on his forehead condensed into water droplets, slowly dripping down.

She knew too well the feeling of paying tribute to loved ones, but at this moment Gu Jingheng really gave people the feeling that he was immersed in a world of pain and no one could enter his inner world.

Gu Qingtian asked her to comfort Gu Jingheng, but Mu Zijin was standing behind Gu Jingheng at this moment and didn't know how to comfort him.

Don't let him be too sad?

Such high-sounding words never provide any comfort.

But if she was asked to say something else, Mu Zijin opened her lips, but found that she was too embarrassed to say a word.

She held the umbrella handle and hesitated for a while, then she could only walk silently behind Gu Jingheng and hold the umbrella over to him.