In a rented carriage, Yun Qilan and Zi Yan sat side by side. One with deep anxiety, the other smiling brightly, holding the curtain and looking out.

"Mom, will you be here soon?"

Zi Yan asked excitedly.

"Yes".

Yun Qilan replied in a deep voice.

"I know my grandfather's cemetery, which is very close to Jiuqu Bay. I'm here today, not only to pay homage to my grandfather, but also to see my mother Qilan. Belch...... Mom, you won't mind if I say that, will you?"

Zi Yan asked Yun Qilan like this, so that she didn't know how to answer for a while? You can't tell your child that she is Yun Qilan who has been dead for ten years, right? Wouldn't that scare you, that lovely boy?

"No, it won't. It's just that I think...... It doesn't seem to make much sense for you to go to worship your grandfather today. After all, he was long gone when you were born."

Even though it was almost there, Yun Qilan still tried to dissuade Zi Yan from giving up the idea of worshipping her ancestors.

"No, I'm the one they're going! Isn't Aunt Leng married to her father, I want to tell my grandfather and let him know that I don't recognize Leng Chunzhu's mother! Let grandpa be in the spirit of heaven and scare her...... Scare away and never come back"!

Zi Yan was so emotional that she almost said the words "scared Leng Chunzhu to death", but fortunately she changed her words in time.

"Hehe, it's useless, dead people won't do anything. Zi Yan, don't believe that, it's all superstitious."

Yun Qilan wanted to "clean up" Zi Yan's little head and prevent her from believing in something that didn't exist.

"But grandma said that grandpa is in the spirit of heaven and can hear everything."

Zi Yan blinked her big innocent eyes, Yun Qilan smiled helplessly, she was too lazy to say anything for the time being. These questions will be explained to the child later.

After a short time, their carriage arrived near the cemetery.

"Mom, there seems to be someone over there, and there is a fire"!

The sharp-eyed Zi Yan exclaimed.

"Don't go down yet, wait and see."

In order to avoid encountering the Fang family, Yun Qilan suggested that Zi Yan stay in the car and not go down. Zi Yan looked at the flowers she had prepared, and pursed her lips in some frustration.

On this day, the cemetery was indeed lively enough. There were four waves of people who came to worship the old lady of the Fang family. At the moment in front of the tomb, it is the first wave that ignites paper money and gold leaf.

"Son, get down on your knees"!

Liu Biyu commanded sharply.

Fang Zhuo used a dead branch to gently flick the unburned paper money, and kept babbling in his mouth. However, he refused to kneel.

"Burn some paper money and gold leaf, and tell him to keep it."

Fang Zhuo was very reluctant and said absent-mindedly.

"Bastard! It's your real father buried in it, and he gave you life."

As Liu Biyu spoke, two lines of sad tears rolled down. She bowed deeply to the tombstone, apologizing for her son.

"Humph! He gave me life, but he also brought shame on me! How many days did he accompany me when I was a child? When I was bullied, chased and shouted, scolded me for being a wild child without a father, and scolded me for not having a tutor, did he ever come out to protect me? This kind of childhood is vividly vivid, and it has become a shadow of my childhood, and I will never be able to linger on the nightmare. I hate him and will always hate him"!

Fang Zhuo had been holding back the words in his heart for many years, and finally said them, and he suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. However, while he was still immersed in self-awareness, a rounded palm came to his face......

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Liu Biyu slapped her son hard. This is not over, and then, she waved the cane in her hand and gave her son a heavy blow from behind.

Fang Zhuo was beaten down, and had to kneel in front of the tombstone, still gritting his teeth and refusing to give in.

"Old man, open your eyes and see, this is your son. A disobedient, unfilial, and unangry bastard! Your spirit in the sky, you must urge him to learn well and learn filial piety......"

Liu Biyu began to babble again, and the topic was inseparable.

Fang Zhuo was so annoyed in his heart, he really wanted to leave this place immediately. But he couldn't stop his mother, that chattering mouth. If it weren't for another wave of people, Liu Biyu might be able to talk until dark.

"Mother, it seems that someone is coming down the hillside."

Fang Zhuo, who had no intention of going to the grave, looked around from time to time, and finally he heard a strange movement from the bottom of the mountain.

"That's the main road that connects to the bottom of the mountain, you can walk, he can walk. It's not uncommon for someone to come over."

Liu Biyu may have fallen into deep sadness and could not extricate herself. Maybe it's because she is so involved in her husband that she forgets that there is a Fang family besides her. In that home, there was another person who also missed the soul of the tomb.

Liu Biyu still has her eyes closed, imagining a beautiful picture. Looking forward to seeing the face that has been reflected in her heart for decades.

"Let's go, or you'll run into them!"

Fang Zhuo said and quickly stood up, supporting his old mother with both hands, urging her to leave immediately.

"Who? Who's coming"?

Liu Biyu's thinking finally returned to reality, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

"I can't see clearly, but looking at what they're holding, it should be...... Right! It's paper! They must have gone to the grave......"

Before Fang Zhuo's words fell, the group had already approached. At this time, you can basically judge who is coming by the familiarity of that figure?

"Mother, let's go, otherwise I'll really bump into them"!

"Then don't hide, if you come, you will be safe."

Liu Biyu suddenly calmed down, her tone was gentle, as if she was greeting an old friend, and stared in the direction of the mountain.

"I think it's better to leave as soon as possible, and ...... with them It's still not good."

Maybe because he had done something that made Fang Yan an enemy, Fang Zhuo tried his best to escape. Pulling his old mother's sleeve, he still encouraged her to avoid the Fang family.

"Why hide? You are also the Fang family, the real young master of the Fang family! We are not a head shorter than them, and my son is far better than hers!"

When Liu Biyu said this, the crowd of people from the Fang family who came to worship had already come to the front.

"Little Wuzi, help me quickly! I seem to ...... Good...... It's as if I saw a female wanderer."

The old lady of the Fang family, the moment she caught a glimpse of Liu Biyu, her legs instantly became weak, and her ears buzzed. The whole person immediately became confused, as if he was out of control. Liu Biyu has been missing for many years, and Mrs. Fang has also sent people to inquire around, but there has been no news. She has always suspected that Liu Biyu's mother and son are still alive, but there is no evidence in the past few years. But since Fang Zhuo came to the town, the old lady of the Fang family has regained her suspicions.

Xiao Wuzi supported the old lady, Leng Chunzhu and Qiu Feng, and was still responsible for taking the sacrifices. Fang Yan, accompanied by Xiao Yuanzi, followed the old lady closely.

"Yo! You finally showed up? You must have lived comfortably in the past few decades, right?"

Old Madam Fang pretended to greet Liu Biyu in front of her.

"Well, of course it's good, because I'm a good son!"

Liu Biyu was neither humble nor arrogant, she said calmly, but she kept scolding this authentic old lady in her heart.