Fang Mu sneered, stood up, and turned to face Fang Pingjue. He returned to being that cold but filial man.
After inserting the incense sticks and burning the paper money, Fang Pingjue took the lead to kneel and kowtow.
Fang Pingjue had been arrogant all his life, but when he kowtowed in front of his father, he was a filial son. Among the old man's grandchildren, Fang Yusheng was the eldest. He was the first of them to kneel and kowtow. After him came Fang Mu. Qiao Jiusheng also kowtowed, followed by Qiao Jiuyin.
Qiao Jiuyin's stomach was too big for her to kneel, so she only bowed.
Since firecrackers were forbidden, the group quickly left.
As they left the cemetery, Qiao Jiusheng whispered to Fang Yusheng, "My 'sister' is buried in this cemetery."
At first, Fang Yusheng was stunned. When he realized what she meant, he nodded.
"Should we pay our respects?"
Qiao Jiusheng shook her head. "Forget it."