"Dad," at the foot of the mountain, Wu Lang caught up with Lian Shouxin, "wait for me... I will move my uncle's grave back." And that child, I won't let him stay there all alone.
Lian Shouxin smiled, a very reassured smile. He patted Wu Lang on the shoulder and shook his head.
"... When I'm old, when I'm gone, just remember not to forget to tend his grave," said Lian Shouxin.
"Sister Manman, what about my parents in the future?" Lian Yeye asked Lian Manman, somewhat bewildered.
If Lian Shouli and Lady Zhao couldn't have a son in the future, as members of the Lian family who had established their own households, they would still be entitled to be buried in the Lian family's ancestral grave.
