Chapter 282 - 282: Cousin Is Dead

Chapter 282: Cousin Is Dead

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The child walked for a while before realizing that she was not following him.

He hurriedly turned his head to look.

Seeing that she was staring at the grave not far away, he was a little vexed and said uneasily, “Sister, are you afraid of this? Then I’ll take you to another path. Don’t be afraid. We’ll just take a detour. It’s not far.”

Actually, there were more than one grave here.

He was just hasty and was used to this path. He didn’t expect this. Looking at their good clothes, they definitely didn’t walk the mountain path often. He should have asked the sister to wait for him and brought the things over himself. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Gu Yundong heaved a sigh of relief and shook her head. “I’ll go over and take a look.”

She still held Madam Yang’s hand and slowly walked towards the grave she had just seen.

The grave was very simple, and the tombstone in front was only a rough wooden board.

What made Gu Yundong’s expression change was the words carved on the wooden board—Tomb of My Beloved Wife, Bian Mulan.

“Yes, that’s our village.”

“Let’s go to your village to take a look. I want to ask someone to help repair this grave. After we confirm it, we’ll decide if we should move the grave.”

If she was really her cousin, she would naturally come over. Moving the grave was not a small matter.

If it wasn’t for her cousin, it wouldn’t be a big deal to fix it.

The child nodded and brought her to the place where he kept his basket.

Because of this incident, the child was very silent along the way.

His destination was not far away. He saw his things and quickly ran forward. Gu Yundong finally understood why he did not carry the basket with him. The basket was filled with pig grass, wild vegetables, and wild fruits. It looked very heavy. This child was thin and weak. He would die of exhaustion if he carried it.

The child squatted down and began to rummage through the basket on his back.

After a while, he smiled and took out a purple flower.

“Sister, this is it.”

Gu Yundong took a closer look and could not help but pat her forehead. It seemed that Dr. Song was not lying to her. This medicinal herb was indeed rare.

Seeing her like this, the smile on the child’s face froze.. “It’s not an herb?”