Fu Jiusi remained silent.
He didn't know and didn't dare to think about it.
Before he killed his enemy, he didn't even have the qualifications to go forward and pay homage to his grandmother.
I can only watch from afar.
Lead-gray clouds hung heavily on the sky, carrying endless sorrow.
The drizzle of autumn rain is like a fine bead curtain falling from the sky.
The raindrops hit the clothes, making a slight rustling sound.
The wind carried cold raindrops, flying wildly and bringing bursts of coldness.
Many offerings and flowers have been placed in front of the three tombstones.
They were all sent by people who had been rescued by my parents and grandma.
The slowly burning incense and candles did not go out in such a dense rain!
Hua Qi knelt down in front of the grave and burst into tears.
Even the rain refuses to extinguish the good people's incense, so why won't the world give my parents a clean slate?!
Why did my grandmother, who had done good deeds all her life, have to die a tragic death?!
Hearing Hua Qi's heart-wrenching cry, Fu Jiusi's eyes instantly turned red.
Kneel down silently and kowtow devoutly.
Wan Jingyan was already in tears. She knelt down beside her brother and kowtowed for a long time.
The ancestor worship ceremony is over.
Hua Qi sobbed and said, "I want to stay here for a while, you guys go back first."
Everyone hesitated for a moment, but finally retreated.
Fu Jiusi stayed to accompany her.
He knelt with her for as long as she knelt in front of the grave.
As evening approached, the lights in the cemetery lit up one by one.
The dim and weak light became hazy in the fog, and everything around her became unreal, making her unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream.
The cold rain had soaked her clothes, and an evening breeze blew by, making her shiver with cold.
At this moment, paper ashes flew up, circled around her for a while, and then fell down.
At this moment, she seemed to feel the embrace of her parents and grandmother.
She raised her head, took a deep breath, and wiped away her tears.
"Dad, Mom, Grandma, Qibao is hungry. It's time to go home for dinner."
"If you miss me, just send me a dream."
"Let's go~"
She said goodbye with a smile, but her tears kept flowing.
He stood up with difficulty, holding on to his father's tombstone, rubbed his sore knees, and turned away reluctantly.
In the light not far away, stood a tall figure.
She suddenly remembered that on the day her grandmother was buried, there was a similar figure at that location.
Ignoring the pain in her knees, she quickened her pace to catch up.
As the distance got closer, his outline became clearer and clearer.
Until I saw that familiar face clearly.
She paused and asked with a sullen face, "Were you here two years ago?"
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