Chapter 198 A Chance to Stay Together for a Lifetime
Hua Xiali felt relieved after hearing this. Every bad man will have a bad woman to take revenge on them.

"Later, through the introduction of others, he got together with a widow with a child and raised her son. When the child grew up, he went to work in the city, leaving him alone. Later, he died at home and was found as a skeleton." Grandpa Fang said with a hint of gloating in his tone. He felt that all those who hurt Mo Jingchun deserved such an end.

It’s a pity that Mo Jingchun didn’t get to see such a scene with his own eyes.

Hua Xiali also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she did not let the scumbag live a happy life. Scumbags are all like this. They love everyone but those who are devoted to them. No matter how bad the women outside are, they will love them. That is why they end up miserably, and they cannot blame others.

Hua Xiali hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Fang, birth, aging, illness and death are human nature. Meeting each other is fate. I wonder if Uncle Fang is willing to take us to pay respects at Grandma Mo's grave. After Uncle Fang passes away, we can bury him and Grandma Mo together so that they can be reunited."

Although this is not pleasant to hear, it is the truth. Uncle Fang is so old and has no descendants. Mo Jingchun's ex-husband was found after his death, but if Uncle Fang died alone in the mountains, no one would find him.

If tourists came in to take aerial photos of the mountains or discovered this place and found Grandpa Fang's body, I guess no one would know that it was Grandpa Fang!
Uncle Fang looked at Hua Xiali excitedly, "Child, are you really willing?"

Hua Xiali nodded. "My grandparents favored boys over girls, and I never enjoyed their love since I was a child. If Uncle Fang is willing, I can even become his godparent, and I can send someone to take care of him in the future."

Grandpa Fang will stay here to accompany Grandma Mo, he will definitely not go anywhere else to retire. She can send someone to come over from time to time to bring some daily necessities to Grandpa Fang and pay attention to his health. All of this is fine.

"I won't cause you any more trouble. If you come in here again and find me dead, please bury me with my wife." Although I know there will be no chance to see them again, being buried together can be considered another kind of reunion!
"Okay." Hua Xiali agreed readily. There are really few such infatuated people in this world. Many people ask others to introduce them to someone right after their wife passes away. So people like Uncle Fang are so rare!
Of course, there is nothing wrong with remarrying or finding another one. After all, the person has passed away, and the remaining people can of course pursue happiness. This is human nature and there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that some people wait too short a time and find a new partner before the other person's body is cold. It's too cruel to let the other person die.

After all, he paid a lot during his lifetime!

You can't forget the old friendship at all!

Afterwards, Grandpa Fang took Hua Xiali and Huo Beixi to Grandma Mo's tomb. Grandma Mo's tomb was in a relatively high place, about several hundred meters above sea level. Huo Beixi was afraid that something might happen to the old man, so he helped him up.

Although the old man is very old, the area in front of Grandma Mo's grave is very clean, without a single weed, which shows that the old man often comes to take care of it.

Looking at such a tomb, Hua Xiali couldn't help but think of her past life. Because of her care in her past life, Huo Beixi's tomb was so clean. If her "unrepentant devotion" in her previous life had brought her the opportunity to be together in this life, then could the old man's unrepentant devotion bring him and Grandma Mo the opportunity to be together for the rest of their lives?

I hope he can do the same!
The words on Grandma Mo’s tombstone were carved directly. The handwriting is not very good-looking, just like it was written by someone who just learned to write. This should have been carved by Grandpa Fang himself bit by bit, right?
For someone who has never been to school, it is not easy to carve a tombstone like this. Hua Xiali bowed three times to Grandma Mo's tomb. Grandpa Fang and Grandma Mo are exactly the replicas of her and Huo Beixi. I believe they will definitely have the opportunity to meet again.

When they came down from the mountain, it was already late. Hua Xiali told Uncle Fang to take good care of himself and remember to leave two sheep for her, and then left with Huo Beixi.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Hua Xiali couldn't help but take a look. There was indeed the words "Mo Jingchun Village" engraved on the stone tablet. The handwriting was the same as that on the tombstone. It seemed that they were all carved by Grandpa Fang himself, stroke by stroke.

Afterwards, Huo Beixi took Hua Xiali's hand and walked along the narrow path leading outside. After walking for a long time, they finally arrived at where they parked their motorcycles.

Hua Xiali threw herself into Huo Beixi's arms, her eyes sore, "Huo Beixi, thank you for bringing me here today, otherwise I wouldn't have met Mr. Fang, and I wouldn't have known that there is such love in the world."

Although she and Huo Beixi were in a similar situation, she really felt sorry for Huo Beixi in her previous life. She felt sorry for him because he didn't even have someone to visit his grave. Later, as she went there more often, she developed feelings for him and unilaterally regarded him as a friend in her heart. She may have developed a dependence on him later, which was different from the friendship between husband and wife like Grandpa Fang and Grandma Mo.

Huo Beixi hugged Hua Xiali tightly, patting her back gently with his big hands, silently comforting her.

"I want to write a script and then find someone to make their story into a movie or TV series, so that more people can know the love story between Grandpa Fang and Grandma Mo."

Movies and TV dramas sing praises of all kinds of love stories, so why can't they sing praises of the truest love between ordinary people like Uncle Fang and Grandma Mo!

"You write it, and I'll find someone when the time comes. Although we don't keep in touch with college classmates often, we are still in touch. We can always ask someone who can help us." If all else fails, then find college teachers. Teachers have educated so many students, so they must know people working in the film and television industry. As long as they write good scripts, there is no reason for them to refuse.

Hua Xiali nodded.

When Huo Beixi drove Hua Xiali away on his motorcycle, Hua Xiali couldn't help but look back. The narrow path led directly to the mountain. There were withered wild vegetables on both sides. What he saw was vicissitudes and depression. The houses were the same color as the dead branches. The whole world seemed like a gray, colorless painting.

The love story of Mo Jingchun and Fang Juexia should be the most beautiful color in this mountain village!

Hua Xiali put his arm around Huo Beixi's waist and rested his cheek against his back. "Huo Beixi, if I have too much to do at the end of the year and I don't have time to come, you must come and buy the two sheep for me, and also bring some daily necessities for Uncle Fang."