"No, it's good here!" Ling is still busy. The cemetery he chose for her mother was a separate part of the cemetery, not in line with the tombs of others.
If you want to describe it as a house, the tomb row by row is an apartment, then the tomb he chose now is like a villa.
It is a small independent space, surrounded by a row of trees. A few meters away from the front of the tomb, there are even stone tables and stone chairs made of stone, which can be used by tomb sweepers to rest.
"That's good." Yi Jin said, "then put in your mother's ashes."
Ling still nodded, crouched down, and put his mother's urn in the hole slot in front of the tombstone. Then the workers covered the slate, poured the cement and sealed it.
The staff of the cemetery delivered a contract to Ling still. It was about the cemetery, which was signed for 50 years at a time.
And the above costs, Ling still a look, is a price figure, even if he did not have an accident, just afraid of such a cemetery, may not be able to afford.
"Mr. Yi has paid all the expenses. Miss Ling, you just need to sign here." Said the cemetery staff.
Ling still knows that he owes Yi Jin another big favor.
She took a pen and signed her name. After all, this is not the time to worry about her self-esteem.
When the staff and workers of the cemetery left, Yi Jinli asked Gao Congming to take out the candles, fruits and food for worship.
"You haven't paid homage to your mother today, so you might as well do it now." As he said this, he squatted down, put the candles and food fruits in place, took out a lighter and lit the candles, and finally lit a cluster of incense, and then handed her three incense sticks.
Ling still took the incense and looked at the tombstone in front of her eyes. Now her mother is sleeping here, and her heart is finally settled.
Even if the mother has passed away, it seems that she has some spiritual support with her mother's sleeping place.
Ling still bowed to the tombstone, bowed respectfully for three times, and put all the thoughts of his mother in his heart.
"Mom, this winter solstice, I will come to see you again. Every day in the future, I will come, and I won't let you wait any longer." Ling still murmured, "Mom, if you are really in the sky, bless me to find out the truth of the car accident, and one day I can get the snow."
Yi Jin left the side when she heard Ling's last words, her eyes were deep, her hands were holding incense, and she trembled a little.
When Ling still put these three incense sticks in front of his mother's tomb, Yi Jin also held incense closely and bowed three times to Ling's mother's tombstone.
This scene surprised Gao Congming and several bodyguards who were still in front of the tomb.
This... Is Ye Yi bowing to Miss Ling's mother? Even if the dead are big, but... This is Yiye. How many people can bow like this in Shencheng?
Ling is still surprised to see Yi Jinli. Obviously, she didn't expect that Yi Jinli would bow to her mother, "you..." she said.
"Since she is your mother, I should give her a fragrance." Yi Jin leaves the way, squats down and inserts the incense in front of the tombstone.
If there is no such woman, then there will be no such woman in the world.
And he, also won't know, originally in this world, there is a person he wants so!
Ling still felt that her heart was filled with a feeling that she couldn't describe. The moon fell on him like a silver tulle.