Ancestors were all ancestors.
As the sun set in the west, Chen Bei and Old Jiang's head hadn' t returned for a long time. I squatted in the courtyard and stared at A Mengda with wide eyes. It wasn' t until the end of the moon that I saw Old Jiang's head slowly returning from afar, carrying Chen Bei in his arms as he fell asleep.
I was shocked. Could it be that Old Jiang had broken through Yu Niang's plot? So, why didn' t he strangle the oil bottle? Preparing to bury Chen Bei and Gu Gu Shen together?
Without waiting for my surprise, Old Jiang headed straight back to the room with Chen Bei in his arms. I hurriedly followed him, but I discovered that Old Jiang was carefully placing her on my bed. Then, he gently covered her with a blanket, his eyes filled with love.
Just as I was about to
