"I'll do it." Zhuo ran took the brazier from her hand.
Yu Fei immediately twisted up the paper money for incense on the ground.
Zhuoran silently looked at her, this woman close heart let people warm.
Not far away, Zhuo ran stopped.
It's still a very narrow tomb.
Someone has already swept the tomb, and under the tombstone are the withered roses.
Zhuo ran put down the brazier and carefully wiped the porcelain on it like his sister.
On this small tombstone, there are two roast statues of two women. One looks about 40 years old, and the other is only in his twenties. They are very beautiful.
In other words, there are two women buried here.
Yu Fei noticed that the time of death was the same day as his sister.
Lin Lan, Mo Yao!
Yu Fei suddenly realized that Mo Qing's mother and sister were buried here.
Zhuo ran wiped the dust off the stone tablet and put the red rose on it. "Aunt Lin, sister Yao, this is the rose of Lin Yuan."
It turned out that this rose was for Moqing's mother and sister.
Yu Fei looked up at him. The coldest man had such a gentle and delicate mind.
See the bag, there is a pair of incense, there should be a place to go.
Rub down and help burn the paper.
Zhuo ran was very silent. He burned the paper without humming, and then got up.
To the last place, Yu Fei looked at the stone wall in front of him, slightly surprised.
Zhuoran's elder sister's tomb is a very cheap one, while Moqing's mother and elder sister are crowded in the same tomb.
This one is even more crowded in a thousand personalities of three people.
Fortunately, the location of the ashes is not on the top, but only half a person's height, so it is convenient to sweep the ashes.
Bi Shen, the character of the dead, is engraved on the lattice.
In the lower right corner is "Zhuo ran".
It's also cleaned.
no flowers, and a small bottle of Baijiu in the lattice.
When Zhuo ran was in the two cemeteries in front of him, although he was silent, he looked gentle, but his face was as cold as frost.
He is usually cold, Yu Fei is not surprised, but his expression at this time makes Yu Fei cold.
Baijiu finished the grate, threw the handkerchief into the fire pot, lit the candle, and then strict in demands with the two tombs, and took out a small bottle of white bottle from his pocket. He opened the box, scattered some of it in front of the grave, and put the rest back on the cover, and put it beside another bottle of white wine.
Then he squatted down and began to burn paper.
Yu Fei also came forward to help burn paper, "three tombs are buried on the same day, why not bury them in one place?"
"At that time, the emperor went bankrupt, the old man went to prison, all the properties of the Black family were sealed, and Mo Qing and I escaped without money. We worked as coolies at the wharf for a month, and the money we earned was not enough to buy three tombs that were close together and decent. The ones with steles are cheap. There are only two. If you buy these three, you will have no money. In the end, Mo Qing's sister can only stay with her mother. "
"Is bi Shen Tao Xia's husband?"
"Well."
"These tombs have been swept. Has Tao Xia been here?" Yu Fei looked at the bottle of wine she had put before.
"It was mo Qing who came, but Tao Xia did not."
"How do you know?"
"She never comes. She may not even know where Bishen's tomb is."
"Why?" Yu Fei was shocked.
"Maybe it's because I can't accept the fact that Bi Shen died. I think that if I don't look, Bi Shen may still live somewhere."
"No, if Tao Xia really thinks so, she won't tell Tingting that her father is gone."
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