Could It Be a Coincidence?

“What’s wrong?”

Qin Anming looked in the direction she was pointing at in confusion. “Oh… sunflowers. Mother’s favorite sunflowers. Although they look like hay now, they will magically grow again in spring.”

When Xiaoguo heard this, she was shocked. Sunflowers…

“Mother… likes sunflowers?”

Xiaoguo spoke distractedly, staring unblinkingly at the sunflowers beside the grave.

“That’s right.” When Qin Anming heard her question, he thought that it was odd. Xiaoguo knew best what their mother liked.

“…” Mrs. Qin also liked sunflowers, just like her mother. When she asked her mother for the reason, what did she say?

“Have you forgotten? Mother told you before that sunflowers are practical. They can be admired and eaten. Moreover, fried melon seeds are Father’s specialty. That’s why Mother likes sunflowers so much.”

Seeing Xiaoguo’s confused expression, Qin Anming explained to her.

Tears immediately streamed down Xiaoguo’s face. The reason was exactly the same…

“Xiaoguo? What’s wrong?” Qin Anming was shocked and quickly wiped her tears.

Xiaoguo shook her head and tried her best to control her thoughts. Her mother did like sunflowers because they were edible and beautiful. Moreover, her father was the best at stir-frying raw melon seeds. But what could this mean? It must be just a coincidence…

“I’m fine.”

Seeing Qin Anming and Zhuang Zhuang’s worried gazes, Xiaoguo shook her head gently.

“By the way, did you plant this?”

The surroundings were extremely desolate. Only this patch of unique grass stalks was growing out of nowhere.

“No.” Qin Anming shook his head. “It’s strange. The flowers started growing here the year after Father and Mother passed away.”

At this point, he found it very strange. When he came to visit the grave that time, he suddenly realized that sunflowers had grown out of nowhere. After winter, when spring came, the dead sunflowers regained their vitality miraculously.

However, he did not tell Xiaoguo about this. After all, this was considered a strange phenomenon. If he told her, it could frighten her. Besides, Zhuang Zhuang was around. so It was inconvenient for him to talk about these strange matters.

Xiaoguo couldn’t recover from her shock for a long time after listening to Qin Anming. It had been three years since Mr. and Mrs. Qin passed away. Her parents had also passed away three years ago.

During the apocalypse, after she developed her healing power in the following year, she secretly went to the address that was given to her by the man who helped her bury her parents. She planted her mother’s favorite sunflower beside the grave. In the following year, she planted another one…

Everything was too coincidental. It was so coincidental that she couldn’t help but attempt to connect the dots.

Qin Anming took out the joss paper and lit it with a torch, while muttering to himself. Xiaoguo burned the joss paper mechanically. She also forgot about introducing Zhuang Zhuang to the two elders of the Qin family. Instead, it was Qin Anming who took on this mission.

Xiaoguo only came back to her senses when she was done burning the joss paper in her hand, also when Qin Anming dragged her to leave.

“Let’s go,”

Xiaoguo nodded and followed behind him with a heavy heart. She silently looked back at the bouquet of sunflowers. It must be a coincidence.

For some reason, the faces of the two elders of the Qin family were blurry in her mind at this moment. She could not recall their facial features at all. No matter how hard she searched through her memories, it was useless. The images in her mind became blurrier the more she tried.

She found it strange, but even when she first met Qin Anming and heard him mention the two elders, her inexplicable heartache and sadness were real. However, the images in her mind were blurry.

Xiaoguo couldn’t think straight and felt even more frustrated. Along the way, she was in a daze. She didn’t even realize it when she got home. By the time she came back to her senses, she was already sitting on the bed in her room.

“Sigh…”

Xiaoguo let out a long sigh. Was she thinking too much or…

“Mother, come over quickly. Uncle is burning down the kitchen!”

Xiaoguo was suddenly woken up by Zhuang Zhuang’s shrill roar. She ran out immediately. What did he mean by burning down the kitchen?!

As soon as she lifted the kitchen curtain, her eyes were blinded by thick black smoke. Enduring the discomfort, she quickly lifted the curtain and hung it up. Then, she groped through the darkness and opened the windows.

Xiaoguo stood in a ventilated area and tried her best to breathe. After a long time, the scene in the kitchen slowly became clear.

The two of them, one adult and one kid, were standing in front of the stove with their heads lowered, looking like they had done something wrong. Their hands were still clasped in front of them, and they seemed too ashamed to face Xiaoguo.

At this moment, black smoke was still billowing from the pot. Xiaoguo quietly walked to the side of the pot and scooped up some water before pouring it into the pot. As soon as it came into contact with the heat, sizzling sounds were heard and thick white smoke gushed out of the pot. After that, there was no more smoke.

The sudden sizzling sounds startled the two of them, who were standing with their heads lowered. They trembled and looked up. Now Xiaoguo could see why they had their heads lowered.

Their faces were covered in soot. It was almost impossible to recognize them.

“Were you playing with fire?”

Xiaoguo crossed her arms and looked at the two of them, who had both retreated to a corner.

“No…”

“It’s Uncle!”

Qin Anming was about to deny it, but Zhuang Zhuang dropped the bomb first.

The two of them tried to speak at the same time. Zhuang Zhuang quickly walked to Xiaoguo’s side. “I told Uncle not to boil it, but he refused to listen. He insisted on boiling it and even asked me to light the fire. In the end, the fire started.”

“You…” Qin Anming was furious. He whispered, “Little traitor.”

“Boil what?”

Xiaoguo looked inside the pot. The contents were so black that she couldn’t tell what was inside. Besides, it was still a long time before dinner.

“Make.”

“Make glue starch, for the couplets!”

Qin Anming wanted to answer first, but Zhuang Zhuang was still one step ahead of him.

Zhuang Zhuang stole a glance at Qin Anming. “I’m sorry, Uncle. Your nephew has to protect himself. My mother hates people messing around in her kitchen.”

Receiving his gaze, Qin Anming immediately wanted to defend himself. Unexpectedly, Xiaoguo said coldly, “I’ll give you guys time to clean up as quickly as possible. I’ll go back to the house and change my clothes now. When I come out later and the pot is still not clean, I’ll make glue out of the two of you.”

After saying that, Xiaoguo imagined if Jiang Danhe dared to burn her kitchen, she would definitely strangle him to death. The kitchen was her territory. Anyone who set fire to her territory will not be let off easily.

“!!!”

The two of them were shocked, especially Zhuang Zhuang. Did he not ask for forgiveness in the correct way just now?

Xiaoguo snorted and walked out with her arms crossed. When she got out, she couldn’t help but sigh. She really had to keep herself on her toes all the time.

She had left the kitchen, but Qin Anming and Zhuang Zhuang were in trouble.

At this moment, Qin Anming couldn’t be bothered to settle scores with Zhuang Zhuang. He had never known that his sister was so cruel. She even thought of making paste out of them.

The two of them worked in tandem. One helped to refill the water while the other washed the pot. One helped to lower the curtain, and the other helped to close the window.

When they were just about done, Xiaoguo returned.

Once she was in the kitchen, she checked everything carefully and touched all the surfaces with her hands.

Qin Anming and Zhuang Zhuang looked at each other and wiped the sweat off their foreheads.

It was only when Xiaoguo gave them the green light that they heaved a sigh of relief. They were really afraid of being boiled into paste.

After chasing the two of them out of the kitchen, Xiaoguo lit the fire again and began to make the glue paste.

Qin Anming and Zhuang Zhuang waited outside the door with the couplets in their hands.

“The two of you, come back in a while. The paste is not ready yet!”

Xiaoguo lifted the curtain and saw the two of them standing there in a daze. All the blood in her body instantly rushed to her brain.

The moment Qin Anming heard the roar, his legs went weak. When he heard what Xiaoguo was saying, he quickly ran back into the house with Zhuang Zhuang, afraid that he would be turned into paste and spread onto the wall.

Seeing that the two of them had obediently returned to their rooms, Xiaoguo felt a little better. She went to the stove and added a handful of firewood.

Thanks to the two of them, Xiaoguo temporarily forgot about the conflicted thoughts that were bothering her.