Just as she was about to reach the door, she suddenly turned around and looked at the small bed in the room. The two of them lay down and slept for a while. The bedsheets were a little messy, and she had a strange feeling in her heart. She quickly walked to the bed and tidied up the bedding. This was the first time she made a bed since she transmigrated.
When she's done, she raised her head and saw Lu Wanggui looking at her with a smile. She explained, "The bed is too messy. I don't feel comfortable looking at it."
She did not sound convincing at all.
According to the custom of Jiang City, the night before cremation and burial was very important. Although Lu Wanggui was not a direct relative, he had almost taken care of everything. Therefore, as a filial child, it was very tiring for him.
