Jiang Yao said indignantly, "What nonsense! Zhou Xiaoxia died with her family. She died on the same day as them. Why can't she be buried in the ancestral grave? Of course, she will be buried together with her family. We must move her sister's grave too. Keep them together."
"Alright. I'll get someone to arrange it. I don't know when we can arrange for the burial. I'll move Zhou Xiaocheng to the family's ancestral grave. Yes, I need to get a Feng Shui master to do that. I pray they can be reincarnated into a wealthy family in their next life." Du Chen did not think Jiang Yao's decision was wrong because he believed Zhou Xiaoxia had died with her family. It would be a pity if they were buried separately.
A lone grave stood alone, just like Zhou Xiaocheng.
"Thank you," Jiang Yao said sincerely.
She would not have thought of that if Du Chen had not reminded her.