Zhen Chun ran over at this moment and just happened to hear the statement: "Grandpa, even ashes can't be scattered willy-nilly these days. It seems it depends on the level, ordinary people need to go through the formalities."
Xu Jiawen rebuked: "What nonsense are you spouting, girl?"
Xu Changshan laughed heartily: "Yes, indeed, my level isn't high enough."
When they arrived at the family's gravesite, they worked together to reinforce the stones around the grave, remove weeds, and clean the dust off the tombstone.
"Wow! What beautiful flowers!" Zhen Chun's startled voice echoed through the forest.
Xu Chunliang walked over to see that in front of Aunt Xu Changying's grave were piles of fresh flowers that had clearly been placed there recently.
Unlike the other graves, Xu Changying's grave was spotlessly clean, and the tombstone was immaculate.
Zhen Chun looked at Xu Changying's picture and exclaimed: "What a beauty she was!"
