Leisurely Moon Pavilion

Ground.

"They are too decisive in doing things, even the graveyard!" Zhong Jingting's eyes were blood red, his face became paler due to the cold, and a little red lip was so cold that it was about to bleed brightly. "Forget it, this is the end of the matter, we'll find another one." Zhong Jingting finally had tears in his eyes, the snow flakes on his face were so hot that they melted and emitted cold smoke...

☆、Fenge

Zhong Jingting knelt down and slowly closed the grave with the snowy soil in his hands, and bowed again and again.

The three pillars of sandalwood were quietly hovering upwards from the smoke in the heavy snow. The golden paper money was not easy to burn due to the snow. Tang Duhan scraped away a part of the snow to reveal the soil, and the paper money turned into gray and white debris in a blink of an eye. From time to time, the north wind blows and rolls paper and snow upwards, and gradually falls down due to the breath of the wind.

Put up a wooden plank as a stele, "Unexpectedly, the Zhong family will have only one wooden plank as a roof in this deep mountain one day." Zhong Jingting wiped away his tears and walked back with Tang Duhan.

"Where will I live in the future?" Tang Duhan supported the person beside him.

"Shuanghu, I don't want to go anywhere anymore."

"Why don't you move to Zhining Lu to live with me? The two lakes are so far away, it is difficult to find someone to talk to on weekdays."

Zhong Jingting looked sideways at Tang Duhan's temple hair blown away by the wind, "Don't you live in Xianyue Pavilion?"

Tang Duhan smiled lowly, "I'm afraid Xianyue Pavilion has been turned upside down now."

"Ok?"

"You will know when you get back." Tang Duhan led Zhong Jingting, "Let's go back to the western suburbs first to see if there is anything we want to bring there."

"It's all scrap copper and rotten iron, so it doesn't matter."

"Things worth keeping are often scraps of copper and rotten iron."

The two walked back to the thatched hut in Shuanghu in the western suburbs. Zhong Jingting packed up some of his sister's belongings, along with some things he had taken out of Zhong's mansion in the past, and packed them into a bulging brown cloth bag.From the western suburbs to the eastern suburbs Zhining Lu, a little far away, Tang Duhan was about to rent a coachman from the nearest shop, when he approached, he saw a man in black and gold, with a straight body, leading a sweaty horse Discussing with the boss.