The Space-Time Boss: 1970s Revolution

Chapter 150: Yang Huai-shu

When Mu Lianshen saw her approaching, he stood up.

His gaze shifted from the three graves to her, and he smiled. "If your mother could see you now..."

"She'd probably be angry at me..."

Fu Xiao looked up at him, puzzled.

Mu Lianshen's gaze softened as he looked at Fu Jing-shu's grave, his tone gentle. "You look so much like me..."

He still remembered how Fu Jing-shu used to imagine what their child would look like when she was pregnant.

They had even argued about it at the time.

His gaze moved to Fu Qin-shan's grave, and he continued, "Father, Mother, if Shu-shu gets angry because of this, please bear with it..."

"Or, you can let her dream of me, and I'll endure her scolding..."

A sudden breeze swept through, lifting their hair.

The wind carried a soft, gentle feeling.

Fu Xiao took a deep breath and reached out to feel the gentle breeze.

Mom, is that you?

Have you forgiven me?

The soft wind brushed more forcefully against Fu Xiao's hand.

She lowered her gaze and smiled gently...

As the wind passed, calmness returned.

Fu Xiao looked up at the dark sky, where stars were emerging one by one.

After a long while, she turned her gaze to Mu Lianshen. "Let's go back..."

"Alright..."

Mu Lianshen picked up the leaves from the graves one by one and spoke softly to them, "I'll come back another day..."

He quickly walked a few steps, catching up with Fu Xiao, and walked beside her...

During the journey, neither of them spoke.

When they reached a tall hill, Mu Lianshen reached out his hand to help her up.

Although it seemed unnecessary, seeing his expression, Fu Xiao still extended her hand to him.

She let him pull her up, but once they were up, he did not let go of her hand.

She glanced at him, not sure what she was thinking, but she did not pull away, allowing him to continue holding her hand.

They returned home in silence.

As they pushed open the door, they saw Grandpa Fu lounging on a chair in the front yard, enjoying the cool air.

Fu Xiao withdrew her hand from Mu Lianshen's grip and walked over to Grandpa Fu.

She squatted beside him and smiled. "Grandpa..."

"You're back?" Grandpa Fu sat up from his chair, casting a sidelong glance at Mu Lianshen behind her.

He took Fu Xiao's hand and stood up. "There's food in the kitchen that your aunt left for you."

"Eat something and go to bed early..." Grandpa Fu gently ruffled her hair and said with affection.

"I know, Grandpa," Fu Xiao said as she helped him into the room.

Grandpa Fu let her assist him as he sat on the bed. He looked at Fu Xiao with a smile. "Xiao Xiao, after your mother passed away, your grandfather sent me many letters. Though they mentioned not letting you contact that family,"