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Chapter 3958 : Son 2

As for the sapling with thick branches, I don't have to worry about whether Siqi could plant it by himself, or whether he would take a spoonful of soil and soak it in water as a leader to record his merits.

To be honest, for Yin Yijie to be able to handle a five-month-old baby so seriously is already an impressive feat.

Well, I'm not a good mother, or maybe I'm so angry with the baby's father, let's not forget it.

Turn away from here and walk a little further, and Yin Yijie pulls me to a stop.

"First examine the tomb of Yihao in Yin Dynasty"[

Yin Yihao, and all his stories, are buried here, resting ten meters away from my baby.

No matter how much we fight in life, after death, we will only have a handful of loess and a tombstone; at most, we will have a few filial sons and virtuous grandchildren.

Yin Yihao's tombstone is obviously a little lonely, with only his filial wife Hu Lan and his filial son Yin Siqi.

There are also flowers placed in front of the tombstones, and the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums floats in the quiet cemetery, like the souls of the deceased.

"Give me some incense." Now that he's here, I always have to offer incense to him.

No matter what I have, as a sign of respect for the deceased from the living, I should give him a stick of incense.

Tolerance is a word that is easy to say but difficult to do, and I am too lazy to echo it.

"No need. I later converted to Christianity and believe that he is already in heaven. There is no need to burn sacrifices."

Yin Yijie's tone was trembling. He was definitely the most emotionally unstable; obviously, his words were also contradictory.

Turning my head, I leaned on his chest, put my hand on his palm, and said, "Brother, it's okay. Don't worry."

I don’t consider myself a polymath to begin with, so at this moment I am even more at a loss for words, unable to express my ideas, and at the end of my rope.

Yin Yijie hugged my waist, buried his head in my hair, took a few deep breaths, and held me in his arms even more.

I remained motionless and too lazy to use pale words to offer meaningless persuasion or comfort.

The emotions between the Yin Yijie brothers are far beyond my comprehension, so there is no need to dwell on them or pretend to be virtuous and virtuous.

All I can do is stand here quietly, accompany him, and take a look at Yin Yihao

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