Chapter 232: Back to Hometown

In the early morning, the sun shone through the pink curtains into the bedroom, and the two people on the bed finally woke up.

He Xiyan rubbed her eyes, and after a while she stretched out a pair of hands as white as jade. As for the pajamas she was wearing, she didn't know where they were thrown.

The atmosphere still retained the ambiguity from last night.

She sat up, her red cheeks were as shy as if she had just completed such a thing between a man and a woman.

They did have an extremely good night last night.

The way you express your love through body language is a beautiful experience. It was also during this process that she could feel that he loved her, not just that he wanted her. This was the first time she felt someone's love in this way.

I can’t describe the feeling, I just feel it’s wonderful.

"Get up, Ye Hao..." He Xiyan gently patted the man next to her and looked at him deeply with a pair of watery eyes.

Ye Hao didn't seem to wake up yet. He blinked his eyes hard several times before reluctantly opening them.

He Xiyan took all his clothes over, including shirts, suits, and ties, which looked like business attire. However, she has always felt that men's formal attire shows their temperament best and makes them look more mature.

She also changed into a black skirt and a pair of black leather shoes.

Black is quiet and serious, and is the color worn during memorial ceremonies.

It was already 8:30 in the morning when the two of them went out. They went to have breakfast first, and then went to the flower shop to buy two bouquets of flowers, and also bought some incense and money needed for worship.

Her parents are buried on a hillside behind their hometown, more than 30 kilometers away from Liuyang City, so they still have to drive for half an hour to get there.

Along the way, He Xiyan looked at the scenery of her hometown through the glass. Her hometown was quiet and beautiful, with green mountains and green waters. Every hill was lush and green, without any trace of vegetation damage. Because there are so many people and so few fields, each household here can only be allocated one or two acres of land. There is so little land that the local people hardly grow food and cash crops such as rice and cotton. Instead, they grow vegetables in the fields.

This is the time when spring flowers are blooming. You can see pieces of rapeseed flowers in the sky and the earth. The golden flowers look dazzling under the sunlight. He Xiyan has a deep love for this land, and every time she comes back, she has the urge to write these scenes down.

The car finally stopped in front of a two-story building.

It is a brick house, but no one has lived in it for more than ten years. It looks very old and is far inferior to the new small western-style buildings and villas built by other residents here.

He Xiyan got out of the car, pointed to a hill behind the house and said:

"It's right behind, just walk 70 meters."

After saying that, they asked Ye Hao to carry the things they brought up the mountain. The mountain road was relatively flat and had a cement road, so it was easy to walk. Burial is popular here, and almost most people who pass away are buried on their own back hill.

Ye Hao has climbed many famous mountains, but this is the first time he has visited this 100-meter-high hillside. In his eyes, it is not called a mountain but a small slope.

There are many peach trees planted on the hillside, which are in bloom at this time. The breeze blows, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the fragrance is pleasant, which makes people feel refreshed.

Sure enough, the air quality in rural areas is good.

"Here, Ye Hao..." He Xiyan pointed to a bifurcated path, through which two tombs not far away could be seen.

Ye Hao helped He Xiyan carefully come to the tomb.

But when they came here, they were all stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you in surprise.