(six)
A powerful impact felt in both ears.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
"What do you know? I would rather believe it than anything." Grandma said.
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
Mom walked in and shouted: "You can't say that, just for a superstition, let your son and my husband rot in the soil?"
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Loud voices started again from both sides.
I was just about to step foot in the door.
"What is cremated and what is buried? Let me talk to your mother, and then talk to your grandma. Sky burial is a must, and my son must be buried in the sky." Grandpa said.
Unfortunately, neither my father nor I was lucky enough to inherit his eyes.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
(seven)
Of course, I heard all this. He was already sixty-three years old when I saw him.
"This..." I don't know how to say it.
Just as I was secretly chuckling, the voice sounded again.
Uncle Fu shouted: "Master."
"No, I thought of it myself." I said.
"It's not your dad's business." Mom had no tears at this time, leaving only red eye circles.
But going back forty years, I think he must be as handsome as grandma said.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
I was just about to step foot in the door.
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
Grandpa nodded his head proudly, and then walked towards grandma.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
Uncle Fu hesitated and said: "This, Madam, tell me. You are here, so I asked you not to go in yet. Master, wait here, I will go in and call Madam."
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
The huge hall was divided into two waves on the left and right.
I had no choice but to return to my room.
At this time, the luggage had been taken into the room by Fu Bo.
I nodded my head.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
"This..." I don't know how to say it.
I wanted to find some headphones to listen to my own music, but found that it suddenly became much quieter.
"No, I thought of it myself." I said.
"No, I thought of it myself." I said.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
And Fu Bo had already hurried in.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
"You think it's not good that I don't know? Did your mother teach you this?" Grandma said.
"Stop talking so much, come up and let grandma take a look." Grandma said.
The person who came out next was my mother.
"What does it mean to be cremated? Doesn't it have to be burned?" I thought and said.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
"Grandma has already made the decision, so what are you still worried about, Mom?" I said.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
(Nine)
Uncle Fu hesitated and said: "This, Madam, tell me. You are here, so I asked you not to go in yet. Master, wait here, I will go in and call Madam."
I nodded my head.
On the right, there are also twelve people chanting sutras.
"What's wrong?" I said calmly.
I wanted to find some headphones to listen to my own music, but found that it suddenly became much quieter.
"It's not your dad's business." Mom had no tears at this time, leaving only red eye circles.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
A person really came to the Potala Palace in Tibet.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
Mom walked in and shouted: "You can't say that, just for a superstition, let your son and my husband rot in the soil?"
"It's not your dad's business." Mom had no tears at this time, leaving only red eye circles.
I walked towards grandma.
It was also at that time that I met my grandfather’s help.
I walked towards grandma.
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
I walked towards grandma.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
"What is cremated and what is buried? Let me talk to your mother, and then talk to your grandma. Sky burial is a must, and my son must be buried in the sky." Grandpa said.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
Just as I was secretly chuckling, the voice sounded again.
The person who came out next was my mother.
"What does it mean to be cremated? Doesn't it have to be burned?" I thought and said.
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"What? Sky burial???" I looked in disbelief.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
Not because of anything else, they have the same beliefs and are handsome enough.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
I walked towards grandma.
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
"Grandma has already made the decision, so what are you still worried about, Mom?" I said.
Mom walked in and shouted: "You can't say that, just for a superstition, let your son and my husband rot in the soil?"
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
When I was in my twenties, I boldly walked to Tibet alone.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
The scriptures were read again.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
And Fu Bo had already hurried in.
Grandma’s Buddhist faith is deep in her bones.
(seven)
Grandpa nodded his head proudly, and then walked towards grandma.
A person really came to the Potala Palace in Tibet.
"The problem is that dead people are buried in the soil waiting to rot and become bones. Such a sin, I... I..." Mom said, tears fell down, but then disappeared.
The person who came out next was my mother.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
When I was in my twenties, I boldly walked to Tibet alone.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
"Mom, what do you think?" I said, thinking that what my mother said did make sense.
"It's not your dad's business." Mom had no tears at this time, leaving only red eye circles.
In a blink of an eye, we have now had children.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
Grandpa met grandma in Tibet.
"Stop talking so much, come up and let grandma take a look." Grandma said.
Grandma’s Buddhist faith is deep in her bones.
Have both sides stopped
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
I was shocked.
I nodded my head.
"No matter what, we have to sit down and talk. I think dad will be here soon." Mom said.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"Okay, let me see what you want to do." Grandma said.
"Mom, what do you think?" I said, thinking that what my mother said did make sense.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
(ten)
I nodded my head and said, "Where is grandma now? I'll go find her."
(six)
(ten)
The scriptures were read again.
At this time, the door was knocked open.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
I nodded my head.
Have both sides stopped
"This is superstitious," I said.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
It was also at that time that I met my grandfather’s help.
"Stop talking so much, come up and let grandma take a look." Grandma said.
I walked towards the room and opened the door.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
"I think it's better to be cremated. Otherwise, just put him in the ground and watch my father rot in the ground?" I said.
I was shocked.
"In order for you to live a better life in the future, I can't help but believe it." Grandma said.
(eleven)
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
In a blink of an eye, we have now had children.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
Have both sides stopped
The huge hall was divided into two waves on the left and right.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
"It turns out it's my grandson. Why is he back?" Grandma said.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
"Stop talking so much, come up and let grandma take a look." Grandma said.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
In a blink of an eye, we have now had children.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
"You... I said I can't beat you, you don't even listen to your grandson." Mom said.
(Nine)
Not because of anything else, they have the same beliefs and are handsome enough.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
On the right, there are also twelve people chanting sutras.
Grandpa is a pure Tibetan.
"Okay, let me see what you want to do." Grandma said.
(eleven)
A powerful impact felt in both ears.
I walked towards the room and opened the door.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
The person who came out next was my mother.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
"What's wrong?" I said calmly.
I know things are only going to get messier.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
And Fu Bo had already hurried in.
The person who came out next was my mother.
Hymns were also sung here.
The two sides seemed to be competing with each other's voices.
A powerful impact felt in both ears.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
"What is cremated and what is buried? Let me talk to your mother, and then talk to your grandma. Sky burial is a must, and my son must be buried in the sky." Grandpa said.
The scriptures were read again.
My head suddenly became dizzy and I yelled, "Stop."
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
I nodded my head.
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
I nodded my head and said, "Where is grandma now? I'll go find her."
"Throw it off a cliff and let vultures eat it?" I said.
"What do you know? I would rather believe it than anything." Grandma said.
It did get quiet on both sides.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
Of course, I heard all this. He was already sixty-three years old when I saw him.
"No matter what, we have to sit down and talk. I think dad will be here soon." Mom said.
I was just about to step foot in the door.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
I walked towards the room and opened the door.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
The scriptures were read again.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
I shook my head.
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
I was shocked.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
I nodded my head.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
The person who came out next was my mother.
There must be some unlucky guy out there who did the same thing as me.
(seven)
Hymns were also sung here.
I was just about to step foot in the door.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
Mom walked in and shouted: "You can't say that, just for a superstition, let your son and my husband rot in the soil?"
Loud voices started again from both sides.
I nodded my head.
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
Various group tours, followed by hitchhiking.
I nodded my head.
Will suffice.
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
(eight)
The huge hall was divided into two waves on the left and right.
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
"My whole family is here and I want to vote," my mother said.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
Loud voices started again from both sides.
"It turns out it's my grandson. Why is he back?" Grandma said.
Thinking about the Potala Palace being a Buddhist holy place.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
I nodded my head.
I shook my head.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
Grandma’s Buddhist faith is deep in her bones.
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
My head suddenly became dizzy and I yelled, "Stop."
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
I nodded my head.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
I was shocked.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"Stop talking so much, come up and let grandma take a look." Grandma said.
And Fu Bo had already hurried in.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
"Grandma has already made the decision, so what are you still worried about, Mom?" I said.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
I walked towards grandma.
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
Grandma and mother looked at each other, and then pulled me into the room.
I walked towards the room and opened the door.
"This..." I don't know how to say it.
Of course grandma didn’t have any money at that time.
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
Various group tours, followed by hitchhiking.
Grandma and mother looked at each other, and then pulled me into the room.
"In order for you to live a better life in the future, I can't help but believe it." Grandma said.
"You think it's not good that I don't know? Did your mother teach you this?" Grandma said.
(eleven)
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
"Tell me, your mother asked you to come here to do my ideological work, right?" Grandma said.
"Throw it off a cliff and let vultures eat it?" I said.
Grandpa is a pure Tibetan.
I nodded my head.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Grandma and mother looked at each other, and then pulled me into the room.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
I nodded my head.
The person who came out next was my mother.
The two sides seemed to be competing with each other's voices.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
(six)
Of course, grandpa is also good at something. He is one of the few college students in the area.
I shook my head.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
Uncle Fu shouted: "Master."
(ten)
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
I nodded my head.
It did get quiet on both sides.
On the right, there are also twelve people chanting sutras.
In a blink of an eye, we have now had children.
"I think it's better to be cremated. Otherwise, just put him in the ground and watch my father rot in the ground?" I said.
The two sides seemed to be competing with each other's voices.
Thinking about the Potala Palace being a Buddhist holy place.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
"Stop talking so much, come up and let grandma take a look." Grandma said.
Loud voices started again from both sides.
"You think it's not good that I don't know? Did your mother teach you this?" Grandma said.
At this time, the door was knocked open.
In a blink of an eye, we have now had children.
I nodded my head and said, "Where is grandma now? I'll go find her."
Thinking about the Potala Palace being a Buddhist holy place.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
I nodded my head.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"No, I thought of it myself." I said.
"What do you know? I would rather believe it than anything." Grandma said.
I know things are only going to get messier.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
"No, I thought of it myself." I said.
"The problem is that dead people are buried in the soil waiting to rot and become bones. Such a sin, I... I..." Mom said, tears fell down, but then disappeared.
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
Grandma and mother looked at each other, and then pulled me into the room.
I nodded my head and said, "Where is grandma now? I'll go find her."
"This is superstitious," I said.
Grandpa nodded his head proudly, and then walked towards grandma.
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
I walked towards grandma.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
"Hey, grandma. How do you say this?" I asked.
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
Will suffice.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
(ten)
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
The person who came out next was my mother.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
The person who came out next was my mother.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
The person who came out next was my mother.
"The problem is that dead people are buried in the soil waiting to rot and become bones. Such a sin, I... I..." Mom said, tears fell down, but then disappeared.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Uncle Fu shouted: "Master."
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
Uncle Fu hesitated and said: "This, Madam, tell me. You are here, so I asked you not to go in yet. Master, wait here, I will go in and call Madam."
"In order for you to live a better life in the future, I can't help but believe it." Grandma said.
(seven)
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
"In order for you to live a better life in the future, I can't help but believe it." Grandma said.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
I nodded my head.
At this time, the door was knocked open.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
The huge hall was divided into two waves on the left and right.
(Nine)
When I was in my twenties, I boldly walked to Tibet alone.
At this time, the luggage had been taken into the room by Fu Bo.
Mom walked in and shouted: "You can't say that, just for a superstition, let your son and my husband rot in the soil?"
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
But going back forty years, I think he must be as handsome as grandma said.
"What do you know? I would rather believe it than anything." Grandma said.
"Tell me, your mother asked you to come here to do my ideological work, right?" Grandma said.
(ten)
"Okay, let me see what you want to do." Grandma said.
Hymns were also sung here.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
But going back forty years, I think he must be as handsome as grandma said.
I nodded my head.
"You... I said I can't beat you, you don't even listen to your grandson." Mom said.
I nodded my head.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
It was also at that time that I met my grandfather’s help.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
"My whole family is here and I want to vote," my mother said.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
Mom walked in and shouted: "You can't say that, just for a superstition, let your son and my husband rot in the soil?"
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
"No matter what, we have to sit down and talk. I think dad will be here soon." Mom said.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
The huge hall was divided into two waves on the left and right.
Of course, grandpa is also good at something. He is one of the few college students in the area.
"This..." I don't know how to say it.
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
"What do you know? I would rather believe it than anything." Grandma said.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
My head suddenly became dizzy and I yelled, "Stop."
"Okay, let me see what you want to do." Grandma said.
I had no choice but to return to my room.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
(eight)
(seven)
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
(Nine)
I had no choice but to return to my room.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
I walked towards grandma.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
There must be some unlucky guy out there who did the same thing as me.
"Grandma has already made the decision, so what are you still worried about, Mom?" I said.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
"You think it's not good that I don't know? Did your mother teach you this?" Grandma said.
"You... I said I can't beat you, you don't even listen to your grandson." Mom said.
"What does it mean to be cremated? Doesn't it have to be burned?" I thought and said.
I wanted to find some headphones to listen to my own music, but found that it suddenly became much quieter.
I nodded my head and said, "Where is grandma now? I'll go find her."
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
At this time, the luggage had been taken into the room by Fu Bo.
Of course, grandpa is also good at something. He is one of the few college students in the area.
"What does it mean to be cremated? Doesn't it have to be burned?" I thought and said.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
I wanted to find some headphones to listen to my own music, but found that it suddenly became much quieter.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
Grandpa is a pure Tibetan.
Have both sides stopped
Grandpa nodded his head proudly, and then walked towards grandma.
My head suddenly became dizzy and I yelled, "Stop."
(ten)
Of course, that was already penniless.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
Hymns were also sung here.
There must be some unlucky guy out there who did the same thing as me.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
The two sides seemed to be competing with each other's voices.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
Just as I was secretly chuckling, the voice sounded again.
(ten)
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
I know things are only going to get messier.
I walked towards the room and opened the door.
There must be some unlucky guy out there who did the same thing as me.
"In order for you to live a better life in the future, I can't help but believe it." Grandma said.
My head suddenly became dizzy and I yelled, "Stop."
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
The only person who came in and dared to stop was Grandpa, besides me.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
"This..." I don't know how to say it.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
"It's not your dad's business." Mom had no tears at this time, leaving only red eye circles.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
At this time, the door was knocked open.
"My whole family is here and I want to vote," my mother said.
Of course, that was already penniless.
I nodded my head.
Grandpa met grandma in Tibet.
I walked towards grandma.
Loud voices started again from both sides.
Of course grandma didn’t have any money at that time.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
"The whole family needs to get together to make it clear. It should be here soon." Mom said.
Of course, that was already penniless.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
I nodded my head.
(eleven)
"You think it's not good that I don't know? Did your mother teach you this?" Grandma said.
Grandma’s Buddhist faith is deep in her bones.
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
"What does it mean to be cremated? Doesn't it have to be burned?" I thought and said.
"What is cremated and what is buried? Let me talk to your mother, and then talk to your grandma. Sky burial is a must, and my son must be buried in the sky." Grandpa said.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Unfortunately, neither my father nor I was lucky enough to inherit his eyes.
"Tell me, your mother asked you to come here to do my ideological work, right?" Grandma said.
Thinking about the Potala Palace being a Buddhist holy place.
"She's in the house. You'll know when you go in." Mom said.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
Of course, that was already penniless.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
When I was in my twenties, I boldly walked to Tibet alone.
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
(eleven)
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
(Nine)
I nodded my head.
A person really came to the Potala Palace in Tibet.
Various group tours, followed by hitchhiking.
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
Loud voices started again from both sides.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
Will suffice.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
A person really came to the Potala Palace in Tibet.
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
Grandpa sighed calmly and said, "Your mother made it clear on the phone."
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
"I just want to be cremated and put a monument into the ground. But I can't understand her, and I don't know what to do. That's why I called you here. I hope you can tell your grandma." Mom said.
Of course, that was already penniless.
Thinking about the Potala Palace being a Buddhist holy place.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
"Okay, let me see what you want to do." Grandma said.
It was also at that time that I met my grandfather’s help.
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
A person really came to the Potala Palace in Tibet.
Thinking about the Potala Palace being a Buddhist holy place.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
(eight)
Grandpa is a pure Tibetan.
Grandma’s Buddhist faith is deep in her bones.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
At this time, the door was knocked open.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
The way he spins the prayer bucket with a Tibetan sound is so handsome, and he has those deep eyes.
"The problem is that dead people are buried in the soil waiting to rot and become bones. Such a sin, I... I..." Mom said, tears fell down, but then disappeared.
Twelve people on the left are singing hymns.
"What does it mean to be cremated? Doesn't it have to be burned?" I thought and said.
More than thirty days of disgrace.
I was just about to step foot in the door.
The two sides seemed to be competing with each other's voices.
Grandpa nodded his head proudly, and then walked towards grandma.
"Throw it off a cliff and let vultures eat it?" I said.
Of course, I heard all this. He was already sixty-three years old when I saw him.
"It's not your dad's business." Mom had no tears at this time, leaving only red eye circles.
I walked towards the room and opened the door.
The person who came out next was my mother.
But going back forty years, I think he must be as handsome as grandma said.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Of course, I heard all this. He was already sixty-three years old when I saw him.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
Loud voices started again from both sides.
You can imagine how many times I cried in the past few days.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
But going back forty years, I think he must be as handsome as grandma said.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
The image of dad rotting in the coffin came to mind, which was indeed not right.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
I nodded my head.
I immediately left the room and went to the hall.
I was shocked.
(eleven)
Various group tours, followed by hitchhiking.
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
"You... I said I can't beat you, you don't even listen to your grandson." Mom said.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
Unfortunately, neither my father nor I was lucky enough to inherit his eyes.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
"This is superstitious," I said.
Of course, grandpa is also good at something. He is one of the few college students in the area.
I was shocked.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
Hymns were also sung here.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
Of course, grandpa is also good at something. He is one of the few college students in the area.
"Speak, silly boy." Grandma said.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
"What? Sky burial???" I looked in disbelief.
Various group tours, followed by hitchhiking.
"Hey, grandma. How do you say this?" I asked.
"My whole family is here and I want to vote," my mother said.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
I wanted to find some headphones to listen to my own music, but found that it suddenly became much quieter.
"Grandma, I asked an acquaintance to get this opportunity to be buried without being burned. Do you know how much grandma spent?" Grandma said.
"What's going on?" I said calmly.
Unfortunately, neither my father nor I was lucky enough to inherit his eyes.
Then mom walked toward the door, while grandma walked toward upstairs.
(Nine)
Not because of anything else, they have the same beliefs and are handsome enough.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
Will suffice.
(Nine)
(ten)
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
I wanted to find some headphones to listen to my own music, but found that it suddenly became much quieter.
Grandpa’s eyes are very beautiful, with pure black pupils.
A powerful impact felt in both ears.
And Fu Bo had already hurried in.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
I shook my head.
"Who told you to stop? Read it to me." Grandma came out and said anxiously.
In a blink of an eye, we have now had children.
Uncle Fu shouted: "Master."
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
"You don't know, everything will be gone if you burn it." Grandma said.
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
Of course, grandpa is also good at something. He is one of the few college students in the area.
The scriptures were read again.
"I don't know what method your grandma found to bring the coffin to the ground. She can't twist it anymore," my mother said.
Unlike our pupils, which are scattered in all directions, Grandpa’s eyes are dots of stars.
A powerful impact felt in both ears.
"Your mother asked you to come back, right?" Grandma said.
(Nine)
Grandpa sighed calmly and said, "Your mother made it clear on the phone."
Mom also walked in from behind and raised her hand.
"Your grandma said she wanted to be buried directly, but I wanted to be cremated. It has been going on for five days. It seems that the first seven are about to be buried." Mom said.
I nodded my head.
Sure enough, Grandpa was stunned at the door.
The sound of hymns and chanting made me very irritated.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
It did get quiet on both sides.
Loud voices started again from both sides.
"So grandpa, what do you think?" I said.
"It turns out it's my grandson. Why is he back?" Grandma said.
Uncle Fu hesitated and said: "This, Madam, tell me. You are here, so I asked you not to go in yet. Master, wait here, I will go in and call Madam."
I nodded my head.
When I was in my twenties, I boldly walked to Tibet alone.
When I was in my twenties, I boldly walked to Tibet alone.
"Sky burial, what can I think?" Grandpa said.
At this time, the luggage had been taken into the room by Fu Bo.
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
The two sides seemed to be competing with each other's voices.
"I think it's better to be cremated. Otherwise, just put him in the ground and watch my father rot in the ground?" I said.
Grandpa sent grandma back home, and grandpa stayed.
I stopped and looked at Fu Bo and said, "What's wrong?"
"I did a fortune-telling for your father's death in the temple. The master said that your father's huge property must not be burned because gold is destroyed by fire." Grandma said.
"What? Sky burial???" I looked in disbelief.
The scriptures were read again.
"It turns out it's my grandson. Why is he back?" Grandma said.
"Vote? The child is facing you, why are you voting?" Grandma said.
(six)
(seven)
I had no choice but to return to my room.
I was just about to step foot in the door.
"What is cremated and what is buried? Let me talk to your mother, and then talk to your grandma. Sky burial is a must, and my son must be buried in the sky." Grandpa said.
"It turns out it's my grandson. Why is he back?" Grandma said.
Hymns were also sung here.
I know things are only going to get messier.
"Can't you just let me be willful this time?" Grandma said.
"By the way, this damn old man has been in Portugal for half a month to learn golf, right? Did you call him back?" Grandma said.
"This is superstitious," I said.
I can still speak fluent Mandarin. My grandma and grandpa fell in love that year.
"Throw it off a cliff and let vultures eat it?" I said.
Have both sides stopped
Mom, dressed in a white floral dress, walked slowly towards me.
Have both sides stopped
Grandpa nodded his head proudly, and then walked towards grandma.
(ten)
I immediately walked up and said, "Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"
I know things are only going to get messier.
And dad’s photo hangs in the hall.
Will suffice.
But going back forty years, I think he must be as handsome as grandma said.
Grandma’s Buddhist faith is deep in her bones.
Of course, that was already penniless.
It was also at that time that I met my grandfather’s help.