The small wooden cabin was still there, but not far away from it, a mound of sandy earth had been added. Now, the grave was covered with lush, verdant wild grass, looking from a distance like the straw hat his grandfather used to weave for him when he was a child.
After Liu Yuanshan, Liu Yuanhao, Liu Yuanfang, Liu Zhenjie, and the other younger generations knelt properly, Liu Yuanshan took out the offerings, lit the candles, and began to burn gold ingots and joss paper.
"Second Brother, we've come late, we've come late. It has been almost thirty years. I never thought that our hasty parting back then would be a permanent farewell... All these years, I have been searching for your trace, but there has been no news at all. It is my fault for failing in my duty as an elder brother and failing to protect you." Tears streamed down Liu Yuanshan's aged face, his voice laden with deep remorse and guilt. Liu Yuanfang and the others behind him also choked with sobs, and the scene was filled with sorrow.
Chapter 95