There are no tombstones.

No repairs have been made.

It's just a very ordinary grave mound.

If Guan Zi hadn't led the way, Chen Ming would have thought it was a small mound, not a tomb.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the tomb gradually turned white, melting into a part of the white.

"Did the old man say anything before he died?"

Chen Ming looked down at the new tomb with a low tone.

Guan Zi said nothing.

Because when Cai Yiqing died, he died quietly.

Perhaps even Mr. Cai Yiqing himself did not expect that he would fall asleep forever in a sunny weather.

Therefore,

Mr. Cai Yiqing actually did not have many last words.

Many of the things he said were broken words during his lifetime.

At this moment,

Guan Zi's father said: "The old man asked me to thank you."

Chen Ming was stunned.

He didn't expect that Mr. Cai Yiqing's usually rude talk was actually to thank him.

this moment,

Chen Ming didn't know what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!