Chapter 927

After dinner, Xu Jiamu washed the dishes . When he came out of the kitchen, Song Xiangsi was on the sofa, setting the blankets .

Hearing footsteps, she turned to look at him . She tossed the pillow back onto the sofa before walking towards the room that she had slept in when she was young . After pushing open the door, she turned to Xu Jiamu . "You can sleep in this room, I've changed the sheets . "

Xu Jiamu straightened . He glanced at the room then back at the sofa, understanding what she meant . Without hesitation, he said, "I'll sleep on the sofa . "

"You must be tired from driving the entire day . . . "

Song Xiangsi tried to argue but he took large strides to the sofa and lied down .

She stared at him for a long while . "Thank you . "

Xu Jiamu nodded . "You're welcome . "

She stood at the entrance of her room for a long while . "Goodnight," she said before closing the door lightly .

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The next morning, when Song Xiangsi and Father Song woke up, Xu Jiamu had already made breakfast .

Father Song seemed to have had a good night's rest, for his condition was better than usual . After breakfast, he suggested on visiting Mother Song's grave .

Before they left, Father Song instructed Song Xiangsi to find the Chinese tunic suit that Mother Song had personally made for him .

Mother Song was buried in Song family's ancestral field, cars could only reach the road so they had to walk in .

Even though Father Song was feeling better, he still wasn't able to walk much . In the end, Xu Jiamu carried him up .

Summer in the south was much hotter than in Beijing and it was currently afternoon, the hottest time of the day . The scorching sun blazed, and in less than two hundred meters, Xu Jiamu's clothes were soaked in sweat, his short stylish hairstyle drenched .

Song Xiangsi tightened her grip on the umbrella .

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After Father Song had fallen gravely ill, the Song family's fields had went unattended and was now filled with weeds, drowning Mother Song's tomb .

Father Song came down from Xu Jiamu's back . He held onto Song Xiangsi's hand and walked slowly towards the tombstone . Struggling, he bent down to pull the weeds, but regardless of how much strength he exerted, he couldn't seem to pull them out .

Xu Jiamu walked forward . He instructed Song Xiangsi to take care of Father Song before bending down to pull out the weeds .

The weeds were deeply rooted – the leaves large and high while the roots had grown deep into the soil . Xu Jiamu was drenched in sweat, and in the end, Song Xiangsi could no longer just look . She walked forward and grabbed his arm, signaling for him to rest before passing him a bottle of water .

Xu Jiamu took a large gulp and sat down beside Father Song for a while before heading towards Mother Song's tomb again . After about an hour, he finished clearing the weeds .

Father Song struggled to stand, and with Song Xiangsi's help, he walked towards Mother Song's tomb . Reaching out, he caressed it, signaling for Xu Jiamu and Song Xiangsi to leave before he started to chat with his wife .