He pulled Mu Nanzhi to kneel in front of the altar table, and the two of them kowtowed three times to Xu Guibin's spiritual place respectfully.
"Mom, this is my daughter-in-law, Nanzhi," Lu Zhishan said softly to the soft and beautiful woman in the portrait, while lighting incense and inserting it into the incense burner, "She made all the fruits for today. She looks different. It’s beautiful, but no one can match my heart. Mom, you’ll definitely like it if you try it.”
"Mom, I will do better next year," Mu Nanzhi also lit the incense and said to the portrait sternly, "I will definitely get better every year. Mom, don't dislike it."
Lu Zhishan curled his lips and reached out to rub Mu Nanzhi's hair. Mu Nanzhi was too busy to avoid it. While glaring at Lu Zhishan, he whispered: "Don't touch your hands in front of your mother." My feet are really bad."
Lu Zhishan smiled and said nothing. He pulled Mu Nanzhi and stood up: "Okay, let's go."
Mu Nanzhi pointed to the mausoleum at the back with a puzzled look on his face: "Don't we have to go to the back again?"
"No need, just make it happen." Lu Zhishan carried the food box and pulled Mu Nanzhi out.
After leaving the palace, Mu Nanzhi dared to speak louder: "Cousin, your eyebrows are most like my mother's. They have thick eyebrows and big eyes. It's just that my mother is gentle, but you are more fierce."
Lu Zhishan laughed dumbly: "Nanny, do you think I look fierce?"
"It's not fierce," Mu Nanzhi shook his head in a hurry. He looked up at Lu Zhishan's face and tilted his head and said, "It's spirit. Your eyes are particularly bright. When I first saw you, , I feel like your eyes are different from others.”
Lu Zhishan was watched unblinkingly by Mu Nanzhi, and his heartbeat was a little out of control. He asked calmly: "What's different?"
"Other people's eyes are just eyes, but your eyes are like stars and a sea of stars," Mu Nanzhi said word by word, "Sometimes I don't dare to look at you too much, for fear that I will fall in and not be able to get out, and I will be in the same state again." Disgraceful nymphomaniac appearance.”
Lu Zhishan was a little startled. He looked at the child's serious look and suddenly turned his gaze away. If it wasn't for the wrong place, he would have executed the child on the spot.
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Duan's mausoleum and Xu Guibin's mausoleum are not in the same place, but a bit far away. Mu Nanzhi asked Lu Zhishan a little worriedly: "Cousin, are your legs okay?"
"It's okay," Lu Zhishan said with a smile, but stopped and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the child's forehead, "Look at the sweat on your forehead."
Mu Nanzhi was so busy that he dodged away. While looking around, he took Lu Zhishan's handkerchief and complained in a low voice: "I can just wipe it myself. Don't keep touching me. We are not afraid of people in this kind of place." see."
Lu Zhishan smiled and said nothing. He watched Mu Nanzhi wipe off his sweat before continuing to walk forward with Mu Nanzhi carrying the food box.
"My cousin has been dead for nine years," Mu Nanzhi suddenly said with emotion, "It's so fast. I was only fourteen years old at that time."
Yeah, really fast.
Lu Zhishan thought about that winter day in Jiasheng's seventeenth year and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As soon as the two of them arrived at Duan's mourning hall, they met Duan Feihong, the Minister of Rites, who came to offer sacrifices to his daughter. The three of them were startled.
Lu Zhishan reacted first, put down the food box, and bowed deeply to Duan Feihong: "I have met my father-in-law."
Mu Nanzhi was too busy to bow and salute: "I have met Mr. Duan."
The characters in the article are all adults~