Before long, we returned to Song Qingrong's home together.

Song's mother had already prepared a table full of dishes.

When she saw Gu Nianci, she was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Song Qingrong rather rudely and asked, "This is?"

Song Qingrong explained, "Miss Gu has come to take away Xu Ruo's ashes."

Upon hearing this, Song's mother subconsciously said, "They had the grave dug up, and now they're asking for the ashes?"

"Are all girls these days so unreasonable?"

Hearing Song's mother's words, Gu Nianci's face showed some embarrassment, but she still forced a smile and said, "Auntie, there may have been some misunderstanding before, and it was indeed my fault in this matter."

"Besides taking Xu Ruo's ashes with me this time, I will also help him to be properly buried."

Song's mother's expression softened slightly as she said, "It's not that I'm criticizing you."

“The person was buried there perfectly fine, and you insisted on digging them up.”

"Digging up graves is a despicable act; aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Mom, there's no need to say anything more." Song Qingrong interrupted her mother, then looked at Gu Nianci, "The ashes are there, you can take them with you."

"I hope you can keep your promise to me."

"Otherwise, I can't do anything to you."

"But I think, if Xu Ruo really has a spirit in heaven."

"You can't find peace of mind either."

"I will." Gu Nianci nodded slightly, but when she looked towards the offering table, she paused, "His memorial tablet?"

He then looked at Song Qingrong.

"You really don't know Xu Ruo?"

Song Qingrong thought for a moment and said, "I might be like you, having forgotten something as well."

"Why is this happening?" Gu Nian asked, frowning.

Song Qingrong shook her head slightly and said, "That's not important."

“This is very important!” Gu Nianci stared at my memorial tablet. “If that marriage certificate is real, then I should be the wife of this man named Xu Ruo.”

"But this memorial tablet says 'deceased husband'!"

"You can't possibly be Xu Ruo's wife too, can you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingrong glanced at my memorial tablet and said, "Perhaps you are right."

"So if you can't keep your word, I think I will fulfill my responsibilities and obligations as a wife."

"Because I feel..."

"I am indeed his wife, which is why I inexplicably dislike you."

"Isn't your reason ridiculous?" Gu Nianci stared at Song Qingrong.

Song Qingrong looked at Gu Nianci seriously and said, "There always needs to be a reason to dislike someone."

"I don't know you well, but I inexplicably dislike you when I see you."

"I think there must be a reason for that!"

"Since we both have ties to Xu Ruo, then... the only reason for this can be him!"

"Also, the reason I'm willing to let you take his ashes is not because I accept what you said, but because I feel that you should make amends for the mistakes you made."

After a moment of silence, Gu Nianci gave a wry smile and said, "I understand."

"Perhaps you are right."

"I hope I'm wrong."

Song Qingrong didn't look at Gu Nianci again. "No need to see me out."

"Thanks."

It wasn't until Gu Nianci left with my ashes that Song Qingrong sat down at the dining table. Looking at the braised pork ribs on the table, Song Qingrong paused for a moment and asked, "Mom, why did you make pork ribs again?"

"Mom just thinks you might want to eat it."

"Didn't we bring them with us when we went to sweep the tombs?"

Unable to answer, Song's mother simply said, "Since it's already done, eat it."

Then, as if she had thought of something else, she asked, "So you let that girl take the ashes away?"

“I didn’t want to either, but she has a marriage certificate with Xu Ruo.”

"And she really does seem to be Xu Ruo's wife."

"Mom... I suddenly feel empty inside."