"Ji Ruo, who is this?"
Liang Shixian asked hesitantly.
Gu Shaoxuan's dressing was really too…Who would carry a coffin to school early in the morning!
Although this school was a little shabby...
Liang Shixian looked at the low fence around the school and the half-open classroom. He thought for a moment and asked in a low voice,"Jiruo, is this a special custom here?"
Ji Ruo was a little confused,"What kind of custom requires a coffin?""
"For example, mourning and whatnot..."
"???"
Even with Ji Ruo's brain, he couldn't react in time.
You call this keeping filial piety when you carry the corpses of your ancestors with you? This was too filial!
Ji Ruo looked at Liang Shixian in a daze."
Liang Shixian scratched his head. After he finished speaking, he also felt that something was wrong.
If it was really a local custom, these children shouldn't be so afraid.
