Tomb-Sweeping Festival rain drizzles down.
Tomb-Sweeping Festival is a school holiday, as well as a day for tomb sweeping.
Though there is a custom of not bringing women along for tomb sweeping, Qin Guanglin didn't care at all. His own wife, shouldn't he bring her to meet his old dad?
Driving his family to North Mountain Cemetery, he didn't just bring food like before. He Fang picked several bouquets of flowers from the nearby flower shop, following Qin Guanglin, turning left and right, they arrived at the secluded grave. They cleaned up the dead branches and fallen leaves around it and then offered incense.
"Dad, I've come to see you again."
Qin Guanglin gazed at the photo on the tombstone, feeling quite sentimental.
"In the blink of an eye, I'm almost as old as you were...Tch, sigh, it's an inevitable journey. I wonder if you felt the same way looking at me, the little guy, as I feel now."
