Uncle Chen pinched the handle of the flower basket with his fingers and looked in front of him.

The small flower basket is woven with bamboo strips.

Obviously it's been a while.

He shook the flower basket upside down and fell a few broken leaves.

Maybe... there were flowers in this small flower basket.

But it took too long for the flowers to wither and fall off.

...

"Child Dad?"

The woman turned her head but found that the man who had been following her was missing, and she couldn't help but shout.

"dad!"

The child also closed his hands with his mother and shouted.

The birds in the forest flew out with their wings.

“Hehe~”

The child smiled happily.

...

"Here you come."

The man responded hurriedly.

The little flower basket was stuffed into his pants pocket by him.

This small flower basket has been left here for a long time.

He looks pretty good.

I'll ask my daughter if she wants it later?

If not, throw it away.

...

"But later I was interrupted by other things and I forgot about this little flower basket."

"It was not until I drove back that I suddenly remembered this little flower basket again..."

When we arrived at the service area to rest, the man reached into his pants pocket and planned to take out the small flower basket for his daughter to see.

But not only his pants pockets, he touched all the pockets on his body, but he couldn't find the small flower basket.

Did it be thrown away somewhere?

He was puzzled.

Just as he was about to think carefully, his wife interrupted him.

"Forget it, it's just something I picked up on the ground."

"If you lose it, you will lose it."

"What else are you looking for?"

The child was also lacking interest in the small flower basket. At that time, what she wanted was a fragrant hot dog.

The child's greed made him laugh.

Then he threw the small flower basket behind his head and bought a hot dog for his child.

...

"That's just such a small thing."

The middle-aged man emphasized again, "But at the beginning I really didn't think of this."

After all, it is really a trivial matter.

Sure enough, it was much more effective to talk to people about the situation at that time than to think hard by one person.

He actually remembered something again.

...

"Little Flower Basket..."

Xiao Xiao murmured in a low voice, "Tomb ghost."

His gaze went over the middle-aged man and looked at a monster with a stunned expression, "Is the thing you are looking for... a small flower basket?"

...

"……ah?"

The middle-aged man grew up his mouth.

Small flower basket...

How is that possible?

The thing the tomb ghost is willing to risk his life to find... how could it be just a small flower basket he picked up on the ground?

No matter how you think about it, it should be something more precious, right?

...

The tomb ghost opened his mouth.

Small flower basket...

This word is like a sharp arrow tearing through the confusion in front of it.

The one-eyed eyes suddenly opened wide, slowly revealing a sudden look.

It remembered!

...

The change in the expression of the tomb ghost shows it all.

Xiao Xiao's mouth raised slightly, and a little joy appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, "It's just a small flower basket, right?"

He was thinking just now that the things in front of him were more troublesome than expected.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he set the target faster than he expected.

very good.

As long as you have a goal, you will also have a direction.

The next thing is simple.

It's nothing more than...finding the small flower basket.

...

The tomb ghost nodded.

Nodded again.

The breath of the whole body fluctuated, obviously a little excited.

The memories gradually became clear in my mind made its expression a little complicated.

That little girl...I don't know if it's okay?

...

"I'll talk about the other things later."

Although Xiao Xiao was a little curious about the story behind this small flower basket, the most urgent task at this time is to find the small flower basket.

Then send the tomb ghost back to the cemetery.

"Uncle Chen."

Xiao Xiao looked at the middle-aged man with a surprised look, "Let's go to your car and take a look."

...

"……ah?"

The middle-aged man's reaction was a bit slow.

He was still feeling unbelievable that the tomb ghost was looking for such a small flower basket, and his mind was a little confused for a moment.

Xiao Xiao's voice came into his brain after a while.

Then, he wondered again, "Go to my car?"

"Why?"

...
To be continued...