The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 47 Isn’t it serious to buy a cemetery for my great-grandfather?

She thought of it when she didn't see Wangcai when she entered the door.

According to her great-grandfather, Wangcai was a puppy specially given to her after she was born. Before she disappeared, Wangcai had already lost his teeth due to old age. He was just an ordinary little native dog, and she had not originally looked forward to it. To be able to live like a great grandfather.

"You didn't suffer, did you?" When she left, she had always been very kind to Wangcai. It was no exaggeration to say that his status was higher than that of Song Yi.So it was gone and she had nothing to regret.

Compared with other little wild dogs that dig through trash cans, he is a happy dog!

"I didn't suffer. When the old man didn't have a single tooth, he still had two bowls of lean meat porridge a day. He was a picky eater and didn't eat vegetables!" Song Yi laughed.

Fang Zongtang also laughed, jokingly said: "It is like my great-grandfather, the dog follows the master."

The car stopped slowly behind other vehicles.

Song Yi: "Grandpa is on top of the stone steps, the car can't drive up."

Fang Zongtang looked up and couldn't see the whole picture clearly, so he pushed Song Yi.

"Get out of the car, stop me."

Song Yi hurriedly opened the car door. The bodyguards and servants had already started to move things up the mountain. There was a long dragon made of paper, winding from the stone steps to the top of the mountain. At first glance, it looked quite imposing.

She glanced at the octagonal gazebo on the top of the mountain and said, "Let's serve the food to grandpa first. I don't know if grandpa has breakfast?"

Song Yi turned around and went to open the trunk: "The old man knows we are coming today, so he must have an empty stomach."

After hearing this, she smiled: "Yes~"

The two of them had a food box in each hand, and whatever else they couldn't carry, they gave to the servants who returned from the mountain.

As she climbed the steps, she felt emotional again.

Needless to say, the oil-splashed road and the stone steps of the pavilion must have been built by Song Yi.

According to his way of spending money, if he is not the richest man, he will not be able to afford such expenses at all.

As she walked, she joked, "No wonder you have to borrow money from the bank as a mortgage. This is spending all your money in unscrupulous places."

Song Yi: "Isn't it serious to buy a cemetery for my grandfather?"

Fang Zongtang rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Why didn't I see it before, you talk so much?"

Song Yi shut his mouth and stopped talking.

She is in good health, taking two steps at a time. She wanted to throw Song Yi away, but she was reminded when she jumped five or six meters.

"Can't run, can't jump."

She looked back angrily, and Song Yi caught up with her in a few steps, walking alongside her.

"Don't forget what the doctor said." He reminded again.

Fang Zongtang scrunched his face unhappily: "It's long-winded." Then he started to walk unhurriedly.

After walking for another seven or eight minutes, we reached the top of the mountain.

She also finally saw her great-grandpa.

It is a very large tomb, with a radius of about 20 meters, all paved with cement.

She took a few steps closer and stomped her feet.It is very thick, at least three meters deep into the ground, even if it is a tomb robber, you have to worry about it for a while.

"Very good." After she said this, she smiled and walked towards the tombstone.

Song Yi heard her satisfied praise, laughed, and hurriedly followed her with her things.

All kinds of pastries have been placed in front of the tomb. Starting from the tombstone, they spread out in a fan shape. If there are too many to fit, they are placed around the tombstone.There are many sacrifices, and there are more than four circles around them.

Compared with now, she used to just make do.

"Little Pomegranate, you have worked hard for the past ten years." She said sincerely.

Song Yi put the tribute aside and cleared a path to the tombstone.

"It's not hard work, it should be done."

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(End of this chapter)