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Yan Nuo was angry when he saw the disgusting person appearing in front of his parents' grave.

"Don't go over there yet." When Fu Shangbei was about to go forward, he held her shoulders and led her behind a tree trunk that was not easily visible. Standing in this position, she could see all of Yan Sidi's movements in the cemetery, and it would be difficult for Yan Sidi to notice that there was someone here.

"I'm worried that she will be disrespectful to my parents' tombstone." Yan Nuo felt deeply nervous and her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but twist together. She looked at her husband who was trying to stop her in confusion, and there was grievance and worry in her bright eyes.

"Look what she is holding in her right hand." Fu Shangbei directed Yan Nuo to look.

Yan Sidi held a bouquet of carnations in her right hand. If Yan Nuo didn't look carefully from where she was, he wouldn't have noticed that she was holding flowers.

Seeing the bouquet of flowers, Yan Nuo indeed lost the desire to move forward. He looked at Yan Sidi, who was standing motionless in front of the tombstone, in confusion.

"Wife, were our parents very good to her when they were alive?" Fu Shangbei always hits the nail on the head.

This made Yan Nuo suddenly enlightened, and her mind resurfaced with fond memories of when her parents took her back to the old house to see her grandfather when she was very young.

At that time, when she returned to the old house, Yan Sidi would still take her to play and run around in the old house. Later, Zhang Xiuli saw it and spanked Yan Sidi. Since then, Yan Sidi has never interacted with her again.

"After my dad married mom, he got grandpa's permission to move out and live in Yinwan Mansion. Every month, dad would take mom and me back to the old house to visit grandpa, and every time he would bring back a lot of gifts for the children in the old house. I dare not say that my parents are good to Yan Haisong and the others, but they are very good to children, especially girls, because my mother especially likes girls, and the gifts she prepares are more exquisite than those for boys. After I was ten years old, this kind of thing never happened again."

"Perhaps Yan Sidi came here because of how good her parents were to her. If she came here to cause trouble, she would have brought people with her, not flowers."

Yan Nuo agreed with his analysis. The flowers Yan Sidi brought were still carnations.

"My mother's favorite flower is lilies, but when she left, she asked me to give her carnations, so I always bring carnations every time I come."

"Wife, I have a question but I don't know whether I should ask it." Fu Shangbei said softly.

Yan Nuo hummed: "You ask."

Fu Shangbei lowered his eyes to look at his wife, and said, "It's your parents' anniversary, and your grandmother won't come to pay respects?"

"She said she couldn't bear to look at my father's tombstone and black-and-white photos. She couldn't bear to look at them. She didn't want to accept the fact that my father had passed away. Also... because my father and mother were buried together, she didn't want to see my mother."

Yan Nuo didn't care whether the old lady came to pay her respects or not. If she didn't come, it would make his parents' grave quieter.

"Where are your uncles?"

Yan Nuo raised the corners of his lips sarcastically: "If my grandmother still has some feelings for my father, my three uncles completely ignored my father's memorial service. At my parents' funeral, they did not attend as family members. Instead, they were busy taking my father's lawyer away to divide up the property."

"It's hard not to suspect that my parents' deaths are related to such a heartless family." Fu Shangbei's black eyes seemed to contain a cold storm.

"I've thought about this before, but I don't know where to start." Yan Nuo's face was filled with self-blame: "I'm afraid of meeting the wrong person, and I'm also afraid of getting into danger myself."

Fu Shangbei hugged her gently: "I will give you the answer."

Yan Nuo nodded and gritted his teeth: "If it really has something to do with them, I will never let them go."

At this time, Yan Sidi moved. She placed the carnations in front of the tombstone, then took out yellow paper from her handbag, put it in the basin where Yan Nuo burned paper money, and lit it with a lighter.

She was really worshipping.

Yan Nuo was surprised and moved, and suddenly realized that his perception of Yan Sidi seemed too stereotyped. At this moment, Yan Sidi was not as stupid and arrogant as usual.

After burning the paper money, Yan Sidi wiped her face with her hands, looked around, and then left along a rugged path.

Yan Nuo frowned: "It will take one third longer to go down the mountain from that path, and the road is particularly difficult to walk on."

"She must be worried about being seen here."

This further proves that she came here to worship sincerely.

Yan Nuo sighed secretly in his heart. The greatest tragedy in Yan Sidi's life was that she had a mother like Zhang Xiuli.

"Hubby, let me tell you something. Yan Sidi's academic performance has never been good, but she is very talented in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When grandpa was still alive, he would take her to paint and he really liked to cultivate her. Unfortunately, grandpa died early due to illness, when we were six years old. Yan Sidi became an art student in high school. I went to the same high school as her. I heard that her teacher said that if she performed normally, she could be admitted to the key art college in Jingxi City. As a result, when it came time to go to college, she entered a local third-tier art college. Jinghai's economy is very prosperous, but when it comes to artistic atmosphere, it still has to be Jingxi City."

"Did she perform poorly on the exam?" Fu Shangbei was not interested in Yan Sidi's exam life, but Yan Nuo was so devoted to what he said that he could only agree with her.

Yan Sidi's figure was no longer visible at this moment. Fu Shangbei took Yan Nuo's hand and walked towards the tombstone. He found the lighter in the haystack in the direction Yan Nuo pointed.

Putting the lighter into her bag, Yan Nuo continued, "No, she did well in the exam and could have gone to Jingxi Art College, but Zhang Xiuli didn't let her go."

"With a mother like this, she will never be able to escape control unless she resists." Fu Shangbei took Yan Nuo's handbag and changed the subject: "Let's go downstairs and meet up with our parents."

"Yes. Husband, if Yan Sidi encounters any trouble in the future, please help her if you encounter it."

"Just because she burns incense for our parents?"

"Isn't that enough? I'm afraid everyone else in the Yan family has forgotten that today is Mom and Dad's memorial day." Yan Nuo curled his lips bitterly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fu Shangbei agreed.

The couple had just walked downstairs for less than two minutes when they ran into Fu Zhengming who came back to look for them. Fu Zhengming looked a little worried: "Didn't you say you wanted to get a lighter? What took you so long? Is Yanyan feeling unwell?"

"No, Dad. Shang Bei and I just met someone who came to pay respects to Mom and Dad, so we waited here for a while."

"Who is it? Did he go downstairs? Why didn't I see him? We should have kept him for dinner." Fu Zhengming looked at his son helplessly, thinking that he should have kept him.

"She left by another way, so she didn't have time." Yan Nuo explained: "Dad, let's go."

Fu Zhengming nodded.

Yan's old house

As Yan Sidi walked into the door, a feather duster flew towards her and hit her shoulder hard.

"Where were you in broad daylight? I asked you to wash my socks, but you didn't!" Zhang Xiuli's voice was filled with anger.