Chapter 8 The Worship

Molly drove to the cemetery alone. It was already in the evening. The whole cemetery looked empty, and even the old man who was guarding the cemetery returned to his small house.

According to her mother's clues, Molly soon found the location of the cemetery of Mr. and Mrs. Cheng.

On the marble tombstone, there were two black and white photos, a man and a woman. They were uncle and aunt Cheng, who was found by Molly.

In the photo, the man's face was deep, handsome, and the woman's face was pretty, gentle and approachable. The two were smiling, incomparably beautiful.

When Molly recalled that, the two of them were still very clear in her mind, as if the next moment, Aunt Cheng would hold her in her arms as before.

However, in fact, they had been sleeping here for nearly twenty years.

Molly sighed in her heart. She could only sigh that life was unpredictable.

Her mother said that uncle Cheng and his wife were buried in the same tomb.

At that time, Molly had thought that it was good. The husband and wife lived in the same bed, and die in the same cave. It's worth their affection.

Molly put the lily in front of the tombstone. According to what her mother said, it was her favorite flower when Aunt Cheng was alive.

Molly also thought that only such a flower deserved the elegant and gentle Mrs. Cheng.

Molly took out a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the dust off the tombstone bit by bit. Looking at the black and white photo on the tombstone, the two people's faces were strange and familiar to her.

"Uncle Cheng, aunt, I'm Molly. Do you still remember me?" Molly said with a smile, "I come to see you today. I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you."

"Tomorrow is your memorial day. I should have come to see you tomorrow. But I think there will be a lot of people tomorrow. You may not notice me. Even if you do, I'm afraid you can't remember who I am. " Speaking of this, Molly raised her head and smiled playfully. "So I came here today. I'm the only one here today. Uncle and aunt will definitely recognize me, won't you?"

Molly began to deal with the weeds around her and pulled them up one by one. Then she packed them up and was ready to deal with them together later.

"By the way, aunt, I haven't seen my little brother for a long time. Does he often come to see you?" Molly said in a somewhat low voice. "I don't know little brother is sick, and even how he is doing now."

Since there was no answer, no one answered. There were some rustling sounds nearby, and Molly felt that they were probably birds and insects on the mountain.

She patted the dust on her hands and straightened up. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and she felt a chill.

"It's getting late. Uncle, aunt, I should go now. I'll talk to you next time when I'm free." Molly put on her coat and said with a smile, "don't mind your niece talking too much!"

As soon as she put on the coat, Molly found that the hem of the coat was stained with mud, but she didn't care much about it. She just slightly bent down and was about to remove the dust with her hands.

However, when she bent over and crooked her head, she was almost scared out of her wits.

On the side of the tomb, there was a dark figure lying on the side.

Carefully, Molly walked up and found that it was just a sleeping person, not a ghost. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was easy to scare people to death!

Although she didn't know who the man was and why he fell asleep in this place, he would definitely have a serious illness due to sleeping here without waking up by Molly. However, she couldn't see clearly what he looked like since he was lying on the ground.

"Hey! Wake up! " Out of humanity, Molly thought she should wake him up. "If you are sleepy, you can go home and sleep. If you sleep here, you will get sick!"

And Molly turned the man's face right.

"Ah! !" A scream broke through the sky.