As the atmosphere was melancholic, Qin Yao looked at the mountains opposite and said enviously, "The view from this place is really expansive."
Looking as if she was hoping that she could be buried in such a place after she died.
The three mournful father and sons paused in unison, ah, well—indeed, she's the atmosphere ender!
After clearing away the weeds and using a hoe to add some earth to the collapsed grave mound, the wooden sign was cleaned, and the grave finally looked like a proper burial site.
Even Liu Ji, who seldom appeared solemn, showed some guilt in his eyes as he led the four children to pay respects.
Qin Yao stood by patiently waiting for them and casually picked some wild vegetable sprouts that had just emerged, planning to take them home to make soup.
Da Lang and Sanlang stood before their biological mother's grave as if she were right there, saying many things.
