As he spoke, he poured a jar of fine wine in front of the grave.
After burning the paper money, the two of them kowtowed three times earnestly.
Suddenly, a small whirlwind arose from nowhere, and the ashes of the paper money were swept up and danced in front of the two like butterflies.
Lin Momo, who had just straightened up, was stunned by the strange sight before her. Could this be Old Master Shi's response to them?
She couldn't help but turn to look at Shi Guang, but suddenly he grabbed her hand.
Perhaps time feels the same way.
He kept staring at the swirling ashes in front of him until the wind stopped before turning his gaze away.
They were all people who had experienced time travel, and they had some belief in ghosts and gods, but they were not afraid at all.
Shi Guang and Lin Momo regarded this old man as their own grandfather.
Who would be afraid of someone who truly loves them?
Even if he has passed away and become a ghost, there is nothing to be afraid of, and he will not harm his beloved grandson and granddaughter-in-law.
With the Qingming Festival approaching, people are flocking to pay respects to their ancestors.
After the two paid their respects, they left.
March is a season of warm sunshine and lush greenery.
More people are going out, especially some scholars with extra money. They like to invite three or five friends to go out for a spring outing during this season, whether by horseback, donkey, or sedan chair.
The servants carried loads and followed behind their masters.
On their way back, they encountered several groups of scholars.
Lin silently lifted the curtain on one side of the carriage, watching with great interest.
I thought to myself, these scholars really know how to have fun.
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