Returning from the village office, Lin Anning looked at the Su Family's second house, now reduced to ruins, and frowned slightly.
Although she felt quite pleased that the villagers had demolished Tian Wangdi's home,
that house also embodied the memories her mother and father had left behind. Now that it's gone, wouldn't her mother's heart ache?
Lin Anning turned her head to glance at Zhang Fenglan.
"Mom..."
Zhang Fenglan seemed to know what she wanted to say, and with a forced smile, she waved her hand.
"Your father and I never lived a day in that house, it was stunk up by the second branch. Better that it's torn down, more peaceful."
"You all go back first, I'm going to visit your dad's grave, don't follow me..."
Carrying that letter, Zhang Fenglan took the path uphill to Su Mantun's grave.
The grass on the grave was lush and there were no thickets around, showing it was frequently tended to.
