The grandmother's grave was in the town. She had lived here all her life, and therefore naturally wished to stay, even in death. So, her body was buried in the town.
It had just rained, and the air in the small town was refreshing. Lu Qingyi rolled down her car window, gazing out of it vacantly.
Each and every sight in the town was familiar to her, but the people who used to be there with her were gone now.
"Sister, the air in the countryside is so fresh."
Lu Jiayue and Lu Qingyi were seated in the back with Yao Meishu sitting in the passenger seat and Lu Yao driving.
Lu Jiayue, behaving like a child who had never left the city, was excited about the view from the window.
Lu Qingyi glanced once at Lu Jiayue and then turned her gaze elsewhere.
"Sister, what did you do when you lived here?"
There were people working hard in the fields, busy with the harvest. Lu Jiayue leaned in closer to Lu Qingyi, curiosity brimming in her eyes.
What a dirty job.
