Chapter 298 Mother

Jack in the business car suddenly smiled strangely, and his eyes couldn't help floating out of the window. A man in his thirties blushed next to him said strangely, "What's wrong?"

Jack smiled and said, "I just saw the boy the master looked up to."

The man was stunned and then turned his eyes to the car that had just passed them, and there was a murderous moment between his eyes.

"Don't look at it. The master said that he would not allow us to interfere in his affairs." Jack said helplessly, obviously looking forward to communicating with Ding You after meeting.

Another woman in the carriage suddenly flashed a cold light in her eyes and whispered, "Is it Ding You? The guy who killed the black bird?"

If Ding You saw this woman just now, he would definitely scream, because this white-faced and red-lipped enchanting woman was the woman who sucked a lot of his blood at the beginning.

Jack looked at the woman and said in a cold voice, "Nightingale, I know your relationship with Blackbird, but don't try to avenge Ding You." He looked at the red-faced man and said, "And you, firebird, I won't let anyone disobey the master's words."

The firebird laughed dryly and licked his dry lips and said, "I really want to taste what this man's blood is like. It can kill the god." There was a trace of bloodthirsty madness on the firebird's face, which was obviously a murderous person.

The nightingale frowned slightly, and then looked a little gloomy: "How could I disobey the master's order? I'm just a little unwilling. It's not long before the black bird has just become a god. Unexpectedly... It's ridiculous. This Ding You was still the new ability I gave him in those years, and I personally learned from him. A lot of blood was sucked out of my blood. If I had known that I should have sucked all his blood today.

Jack ignored the sadness of the nightingale and changed the topic and said, "This time we are here to kill Zheng Qiang and sweep away those forced biochemical people. It's better not to be out of the way." After saying this cold warning, Jack continued to look out of the window, and the others also stopped talking.

Jack was thinking about taking back the holy bones from Ding You after destroying Zheng Qiang and those forced biochemicals.

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When the car behind him had been pulling two kilometers away from Ding You and others, Ding You didn't relax until then. At this time, he found that his back was wet, and his hands holding the steering wheel were wet, and Misha looked at him in a daze.

Ding You took a long breath, kept wiping his hands on his body, and rolled down the window to let the cold wind cool his scorching brain.

Misha said curiously, "Are you all right? I just said a lot to you, but you didn't answer. Your whole body seemed to be evil."

Ding You felt a little sour and soft, and he was so scared that he was a little exhausted. If it hadn't been for such an experience, Ding You would never believe that he would be scared as he is now.

Ding You answered Misha weakly and said, "I met a... several awesome guys."

Misha was obviously a little inexplicable. He looked around with a look of suspicion, which obviously meant that Ding You was coaxing her. However, he saw that Ding You didn't continue to talk at all and sweated coldly on his forehead. He looked like he had recovered from a serious illness, so he didn't say more and grabbed a gameboy to play. For a moment, the sound of Super Mary's game resounded through the car.

Ding You's car drove for five days, and finally stopped in front of a small town.

Ding You sat in the car for a long time and looked at the small city in a daze. Misha ignored him. He had already got out of the car to breathe and change the air.

"I'm back! Mom, I'm back."

Ding You's hometown has not suffered any damage. Such a small city in the war is really too far away. Rows of crows wandered over the small city, but Ding You did not feel unlucky at all, but felt unforgettable and kind.

Ding You ignored that Misha climbed straight up a hill. Misha tilted her head and looked at him and didn't follow him. She seemed to know that Ding You didn't want to be disturbed by others now. She went back into the car alone and continued to start the plan to save Mario's wife.

Ding You slowly climbed to the top of the mountain. After not coming back for several years, the hill has also turned into a cemetery. The stairs are full of tombs. The top of the mountain is still the same, and the wind blowing seems to be the same as that a few years ago. Ding You slowly knelt down and knelt down where he buried his mother's urn. A pair of hands gently slid on the ground. Soon, Ding You touched the cold and hard box. Ding You's hand began to tremble. When he finally put the urn made of his mother's milk essence box, he couldn't help holding the urn in front of his chest, and his body trembled slightly.

"Mom, I'm coming. Did you see it? I have grown up. Ding You has grown up."

The wind gradually decreased, gently, scratching from Ding You's face like a silk scarf...

Ding You came to the crematorium where he had smashed the urn three times again. His mother was cremated here at that time, but he had no money to buy an urn at that time. He could only use a malt milk essence box to hold his mother's ashes, and he didn't have the money to buy those expensive cemeteries.

Ding You approached the hall and casually saw that the woman with a greasy face still sat there to stamp, still wiping the childishness stretched out from her fat face with the dirty and greasy white towel.

Ding You shook his head slightly and walked close to the urn room where he had been smashed three times.

"Sir, are you going to choose an urn for your relatives?" A somewhat familiar voice sounded.

Ding You looked along the voice, and a middle-aged woman with a professional smile was standing at the door smiling at him.

Ding You could see at a glance that this woman was the woman who cost him 500 yuan at that time.

It seems that I haven't been away for a long time. Nothing has changed. Ding You shook his head secretly and thought to himself.

Ding You nodded slightly, and then looked around at the urn room. The furnishings were more luxurious than before, and the area was larger than before, but another business was to sell the cemetery. It seems that this store has made a lot of money in the past two years!

The original glass display stand has now turned into mahogany, and the whole room has been renovated, and there is a feeling of wealth. The urns are lying there quietly, and the front of the box is still zero.

Ding You came to the urn in the middle of the showroom with great interest.

The woman's heart jumped slightly. Although she felt that the person in front of her was a little familiar, he didn't have time to think about what the man had met there. In her opinion, doing business was much more important than recognizing people.

Ding You glanced at the small nameplate in front of the urn, which was still lined with zeros, but Ding You's eyes were no longer as shocking as before. Ding You didn't even feel any of these.

"Sir, this urn is carefully carved by Swarovski crystal. The top purity has no impurities at all. If you put your relatives' ashes in it, you will never feel stuffy. It's much better than those dark boxes."

Ding You smiled and didn't know if it was possible. He just continued to appreciate the glittering crystal urn under the light. At the beginning, he liked such an urn, which was transparent and could see the scenery outside from the inside. His mother was most afraid of loneliness. She left her alone on the top of the mountain for so long and didn't know if she would give birth. Qi. It's a pity that I can't take Lan Xin'er to see my mother, otherwise she will be very happy.

Thinking of this, Ding You frowned slightly and shook his head gently. The box clerk was staring at Ding You's face. At this time, when he saw Ding You suddenly frown and said, "Sir, is there anything dissatisfied with this urn?"

Ding You calmed down and gently knocked on the glass window sealed with the crystal coffin and said, "That's it."

"Ah?" The box salesman was a little stupid for a while. This urn has been lying here for three or four years. Since the previous crystal urn was smashed by the madman, the boss bought this urn from Hong Kong at a high price. Originally, he did not intend to buy it. He regarded it as a treasure of the town store, so the price was very high. Let's take a look at this. Crystal boxes are very rare, but unfortunately, few people can really take out this money. The man in front of him is going to buy this Swarovski urn as soon as he opens his mouth. If he really sells it, I can get 10,000 or 20,000 yuan! The box salesman couldn't help swallowing Ding You in front of him and turned into a big golden brick.

"He won't miss one or two zeros!" The box salesman suddenly thought of it and said with a smile, "Sir, your vision is really good. This Swarovski crystal urn worth 1.88 million yuan is definitely the treasure of our store." After saying that, the box seller looked at Ding You with an expectant face but a little trembling, for fear that his face would change greatly and he would say no.

Ding You didn't have any feedback. He just nodded and went straight to the cemetery.

A pair of beautiful eyes of the box salesman immediately lit up, twisted his buttocks and followed Ding You, and even his body began to bloom a woman's unique fragrance.

The voice also became different: "Sir, you haven't chosen the cemetery yet. Our best cemetery is here." With that, the box salesman stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of a mountain in the innermost part of the cemetery. The best feng shui gentleman here has shown us the best location. It is definitely a feng shui treasure here, and we don't have a place to move the earth in advance, so we don't have to worry about destroying feng shui. The box salesman said a little mysteriously, "I was also there on the day of feng shui. The feng shui master said that once the land is buried, there will definitely be a king among the descendants. Our boss is trying to wait for his father and mother to die, so if you want it, you'd better decide quickly."

Ding You looked at the place pointed by the box clerk and touched his nose unnaturally, and muttered in his heart, "Is this a coincidence?" It turned out that the best cemetery location mentioned by the box salesman was the location where Ding You buried his mother's urn.