Yuan Xiaoyu was standing above and saw Ye Qing standing motionless in the coffin, she couldn't help but be puzzled and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Ye Qing glanced at Yuan Xiaoyu and then looked at the tobacco pipe hesitatingly. He bent down and picked up the tobacco pipe. This tobacco pipe looked quite old, but in this grave, it was preserved relatively intact.
Ye Qing wiped the dust off the tobacco pipe, rubbed it carefully, and suddenly turned his head saying, "Xiaoyu, call Dad."
"Oh?" Yuan Xiaoyu was surprised, not knowing why Ye Qing suddenly wanted to call Ye Changwen. But she didn't ask the reason, and went ahead to call Ye Changwen.
"Brother, here you go." After the call was connected, Yuan Xiaoyu handed the phone to Ye Qing.
"Qingzi, what's up?" came Ye Changwen's voice from the other end: "I heard you're repairing Old Li Tou's grave? That's proper, Old Li Tou was really nice to you back then, we should repay his kindness."
