Seeing those people holding weapons in their hands, Chen Hong was a little scared, but she couldn't resist the arrival of half of the village. She was brave enough to watch the fun with the villagers.

Everyone was talking in a verbal conversation, talking in dialects that the Darwin family members could not understand.

As long as these people don't go up the mountain, the Darwin family will not hurt them.

Before the young master and Miss Gu went up the mountain, they gave orders to them not to hurt the villagers of Qingshan Village.

On the hillside.

Next to Grandma An's grave, stood An Mingji, Gu Jin, Alan, the housekeeper, as well as several servants and subordinates.

A deep pit of more than one person had been dug next to Grandma An's grave.

An Mingji stood in front of the coffin made by the golden nanmu where An Feng was lying, and reached out to gently stroke the coffin with a painted layer.

He seemed to see the person lying inside through the coffin.

Under the setting sun, through the dense trees, the tiny light shone on the boy, adding a bit of melancholy to him.

The boy was dressed in black and had a elegant temperament, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of sadness.

An Mingji's facial expression showed confusion and helplessness, as if he had blocked all perceptions of the outside world, and his tall figure stood in front of the coffin without moving.

It's getting late.

Gu Jin walked to An Mingji and whispered: "Xiao An, the time is here."

"Um--"

The boy's dull voice sounded, with reluctance, depression, and unspeakable sadness.

The moment the coffin was buried, An Mingji's body began to tremble gently.

"Auntie--"

He shouted softly in a low voice.

Looking at the boy who was hiding sadness and trembling voices beside him, Gu Jin almost couldn't help crying.

When his subordinates were about to bury the soil, the housekeeper called for a stop and he took something from his servant.

A boxy wooden exquisite box.

He held the wooden box and walked to the burial coffin and cried: "Madam, this is a sir. Mr. I said I will always follow you. You always say that meeting a sir will complete your entire life, and this is not the case for sir."

After the butler finished speaking, he held the wooden box and wanted to send it to the coffin where An Feng was lying, but he was already old and his body was no longer flexible.

An Mingji walked forward, picked up the urn of the previous Darwin head, jumped gently, and jumped to the coffin in the grave.

He bent over, placed the urn next to his aunt's coffin, and whispered: "Auntie——"

Afterwards, An Mingji stood up and faced the coffin where An Feng was lying in front of him, with reluctance and sorrow.

Suddenly, he knelt down at the coffin.

The boy only heard the trembling voice saying, "Auntie, I will definitely not let you down. I will manage the Darwin family well. You don't have to worry about my affairs anymore. I know what I want. You, don't worry about it--"

The boy's pale lips trembled gently, his face firm and forbearable.

Seeing this, Gu Jin covered his mouth and tears slid from his eyes.

An Mingji didn't stay for too long and flew over quickly.

Seeing Gu Jin crying again, he walked to the other party and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around her body.

He said indifferently: "Everything will be fine."

Gu Jin grabbed his clothes, buried his face in his arms, and choked and said, "Yes!"

A new grave was quickly added in front of Grandma An's grave.

After erecting the monument, Gu Jin and An Mingji knelt down and burned some yellow paper.

After the sky was dark, the group went down the mountain with a heavy mood.
Chapter completed!