The cemetery is very important.

Jostok thought about it and felt that her gorgeous dress was not suitable for the activities of sweeping the tomb, so she went upstairs to change a black suit.With Fang Yusheng came to the main house, Qiao Weisheng swept the eyes of others, found that everyone was more well dressed, secretly happy, fortunately, when they came to change clothes.

Dissatisfied, glancing at the Fang Yusheng couple, who was stuck in time to enter the main hall, sat on the top of the square and slowly stood up, he looked around the hall, and then asked, "Are they all in?"

Wan Lang whispered, "Sir, everyone is here."

"People are together, so let's go."

All the descendants of the Fang family have come together, and the seven luxury cars drive out of the Fang family house in turn, which is spectacular.The public on which Fang Yusheng rides is caught in a group of luxury cars, standing up to the chickens, so as not to catch the eye.

Joe's eyes were recovered from the car in front, thinking about what he was about to do, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

A person's life, at most, will live for a hundred years, and there is nothing left to die.

Thinking that his grandfather was old, and it would not be long before he lay in the coffin, and Qiao Weixi felt some pain in his heart.She turned to look at the man next to her and asked him, “How’s your grandfather doing to you?”She remembers that when Grandpa Fang died, Fang Yusheng should have been more than ten years old.

"That's fine."Fang Yusheng's answer was very brief.

Joe nodded and said, "My grandfather was very kind to us."

"You can still see him."Fang Yusheng said this with regret and with comfort.Regrettably he could no longer see his grandfather, comforting Qiao Weixi without being too sad, as long as he was alive, he could go and see it at any time.

Joe nodded his voice.

Fang Yusheng's grandfather was buried in the East Bay Mausoleum.

The car drove for nearly two hours before reaching its destination.

Near the Qingming Festival, people come to sweep the tomb every day, and far away to see a group of luxury cars coming, those people look at the novelty.This cemetery is built on a hillside, the higher the cemetery, the more expensive the price, the higher the identity.

The tombstone of the old man is at the top of the cemetery.

A group of people climbed up the cement ladder for more than ten minutes.

Because Fang Yusheng could not see and walked the slowest, he and Qiao Wei walked at the end of the crowd.Fang Yusheng held a cane in his hand and wore a hat on his head, but for occasion reasons, he did not wear sunglasses.The sun was relatively large, and Qiao Weixi wore a sunshade on her head, and she pulled Fang Yusheng, reminding him from time to time to be careful so as not to wrestle.

Fang Mu and Qiao Jiu walked in the center of the team, the child in Qiao Ji's belly for nearly eight months, her belly has been quite large, it is very inconvenient to walk.Although Fang Mu's face was cold, he still helped her, and it seemed that the two of them were loving.

Joe looked up at the couple, but the two men looked like glue, and no one could have guessed that they had long since looked like gods.

She couldn’t help but laugh, and the two of them really confirmed that—

Life is like a play, watching the acting.

A group of people stood in front of Mr. Fang's tombstone, Fang Ping saw that the soil in front of the tombstone was full of weeds, and then said to Fang Mu behind him, "Fang Mu, pull out the weeds on the cemetery."

Fang Muima stood out from the crowd.

He stooped to the graveyard and uprooted the weeds from that small piece of soil.

He looked up, looked up, and looked deeply at the old man on the tombstone.

I have some shade in my eyes.

Especially remember, the first time I was taken back to Fang, the old man looked at his eyes.

Full of contempt and contempt.

It was the same with Fang Yusheng when he looked at him.

Fang Yusheng is his favorite grandson, and all dogs see people low.