Feng Zhihe and Lu Zifeng went grocery shopping. They also felt that constantly being immersed in grief was not good for either the living or the departed.
After they left, Lu Mingfei noticed that she had been standing for most of the day without resting.
"An An, how about I carry you inside to rest for a while? When dinner is ready, I'll call you to eat. The house has been tidied, and the bedding was changed a few days ago so there's no smell. Don't worry."
An An nodded. This kind of thing is indeed mentally exhausting.
However, she was happy, as even chanting sutras for the deceased was something she could do for Lu Yiyao.
Lu Mingfei held her as she lay on the bed he used to sleep on. An An was so tired that she fell asleep after a short while.
Lu Mingfei tucked her in, kissed her gently on the forehead, and then went out to clean up.
Today, this matter has finally come to a satisfactory close.
