Chen Man's throat hurt.
Xu Junyang put down the backpack and started working beside the grave.
The wreaths from before had rotted nearby, so Xu Junyang picked them all up and piled them together.
Take out a large bag of paper money and put it aside.
Then he took out the sky rockets and firecracker rolls and placed them on the ground aside.
He called Chen Man over to tear up the paper money, "Chen Man, come here."
When he turned around, he saw Chen Man looking at the grave, holding back tears, with a red nose.
His hands clenched unconsciously. Some things are really beyond human control, such as life and death.
If possible, he didn't want to see Chen Man alone.
Walk to her side, put your hands on her shoulders, and give her silent company.
There was snot running from her nose, and Chen Man quickly lowered her head to feel for a tissue in her pocket.
Because of her action, tears fell to the ground and seeped into the soil.
Once the tears start to flow, they can no longer be stopped.
Chen Man's mouth pursed unconsciously, and she couldn't stop herself from crying so hard.
It was sadder than at a funeral, as if I had suddenly come to my senses and everything was gone.
She quickly pinched her nose with a tissue.
Xu Junyang sensed her sadness, took out a pack of tissues, opened it, and handed it to Chen Man.
This is specially prepared for her.
Chen Man squatted on the ground and cried for a long time, forcing herself to stop crying and not think about her grandmother's smile, voice, and the helplessness and pain she had experienced when she was bedridden.
She barely stopped crying, wrapped her nose with paper, and said to Xu Junyang a little embarrassedly.
"I'll tear up the paper money."
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