The Li family, the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall was all quiet and Li Nanheng hadn't experienced the idle feeling for a long time.
He promised to the Feng family that after marrying their second daughter's clothes, he would place her memorial tablet on the ancestral hall to formally admit her as the granddaughter-in-law of the Li family and stayed three days with the memorial table of this poor girl who was buried in the sea at the age of one.
He didn't know much about the girl. He didn't know everything about her from Grandmother Feng until the day before his marriage.
Dead at the age of one, she was indeed a poor kid. He could imagine how cute she was. Otherwise, the feng Family people wouldn't have been missing her so much.
Li Nanheng sat on a straw mat in the ancestral hall and looked at the two baby clothes that the Feng family had brought over, which were pink and small. Although they were carefully kept, they still slightly yellowed.
