Chapter 1041: Going Home 9
"Dad, why are you comparing me to a pig?" He Zhilan pouted in protest.
"If a pig’s brain isn’t to be compared with a pig, what should it be compared to?" He Teng replied, with an implied meaning as he glanced at He Zhilan’s palm, which after a few days of applying medicine, had finally healed a lot.
He Zhilan still couldn’t remember when exactly she had fallen, so after being lectured by He Teng, she could only pout and say nothing in return.
The nights in the countryside are even cooler than the city’s summer nights, in this chemical-free hamlet, the air is fresh, and just by looking up, one can see a sky scattered with stars.
The first night they returned to their old home, He Zhilan slept soundly through the night until the next day.
Early in the morning, Father He cooked breakfast, and after eating, Father He and He Da went out to the fields, while He Teng suddenly dug out paper money and candles from the cupboard for ritual offerings, then took He Zhilan with him to offer respects at their mother’s grave.
Although Mother He had passed away over a decade ago, her gravesite was clean and tidy, without any signs of overgrown wild grass.
Mother He’s grave was located on a piece of mountain land belonging to the He family; next to it was a plot planted with sweet potatoes, indicating Father He took care of this grave frequently when he came to the fields. Beside the grave, he also preserved a plot for himself, saying that when he passed, he wanted to be buried next to Mother He, so they could keep each other company.