Chatper 438 (2/2)

He Weifei thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but he didn't expect to sleep until nine o'clock in the morning.

When he got up, Qiufen had already heated up the breakfast.

Seeing He Weifei going downstairs, Qiufen smiled and said, "Son, you are up. Let's have breakfast. I don't know what you like to eat, so Auntie will cook a little of everything. Auntie will make whatever you like tomorrow."

"Thank you, auntie, where is uncle?"

"He's going to buy you a new electric kettle and other daily necessities. I'll disinfect the dishes and chopsticks after eating. Don't worry."

He Weifei didn't know what else to say, He Qiang and Qiu Fen's thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness made him feel at ease and worried that his arrival would cause them trouble.

Qiufen saw what he was thinking and said with a smile: "Son, you didn't cause trouble to me and your uncle. We are more than happy to have you here. Come and eat while it's hot. We will go when your uncle comes back." Look at the wind."

"Um."

After He Weifei finished his breakfast, He Qiang came back with two big bags.

Qiufen took the bag, "Are these enough?"

"It's not enough to go out and let the children watch and buy by themselves. What we buy may not meet the children's requirements."

"That's right. You hurry up and eat something, and go out excitedly early in the morning without even eating breakfast."

"I ate out."

**

After He Weifei had breakfast, He Qiang and Qiu Fen packed up some vegetarian fruits and incense candles for grave-sweeping, and the three of them got in the car and set off.

He Feng's tomb was on the side of the road back to Hejia Village yesterday, and grass grew on the grave and in front of the grave.

The three put down their things and began to clean up the sundries in front of and behind the grave.

After tidying up, He Weifei wondered, "Why is there no stele?"

There is only one flat stone without words in front of the grave, which is regarded as a tombstone.

He Qiang sighed and said: "The custom here is like this. Whether Feng Zi's grandparents' tombs are still on the tomb, we have to wait for the Feng Shui master to measure the characters and calculate the year, and then erect them in order of seniority."

He Weifei responded, and understood.

There are different customs in ten miles, and the customs in the village are not the same as those in the city to which they belong, let alone those in another city.

After tidying up the sundries on the grave, He Qiang and Qiu Fen began to arrange the things they brought, while He Weifei lit candles and incense.

He Qiang said: "Fengzi, are you okay? Your mother and I are fine. Your friend came to see us yesterday, and your mother and I are very happy. Don't miss us, we are fine , you can sleep with peace of mind, your mother and I have already adapted to life without you at home."

He Qiang and Qiu Fen chattered a lot more, while He Weifei stood aside and looked at the grave in front of him in confusion, his face turned pale.

He Weifei tried his best to restrain his intense emotions, allowing himself to concentrate on experiencing another thought in his mind at this time.

If his body is not his split personality, but the real He Feng, then his reaction to seeing his grave will definitely be different from his split personality reaction.

He Weifei slowly calmed down, forcing himself to maintain his sanity when he had a splitting headache and almost fainted. He vaguely felt something but it was fleeting.

After the three of them finished sweeping the grave, they left the car to drive to the surrounding attractions.

Perhaps He Qiang and Qiuzhi have fully accepted the fact that He Feng has passed away, and their emotions have not been greatly affected.