Xia Shiqi came to the post pavilion at the door and reported a name to the old man guarding the door, and the big iron gate opened.

The two walked in along the bluestone steps.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the eyes are full of green lawns and towering trees. Those who don’t know probably think it is a resort, if it weren’t for the neatly arranged tombstones around.

Xia Shiqi walked in with Xia Xinyi Road.

I didn't see anyone on the way.

Basically, it should have been finished if you want to visit the tombs during the Qingming Festival.

The two walked through the yi section, then followed the bluestone road, went up a few steps, turned to the left, walked for about 5 minutes, and stopped near the corner.

This also made Xia Xin see three people.

A woman in black mourning clothes was separated by 3 or 4 tombs, and then there were two tall men in black standing behind him.

Xia Shiqi stopped in front of the tomb and spread her white and tender palms towards Xia Xin.

Xia Xinyi looked at her with confusion.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and everything was silent.

Xia Xin stretched out his hand tentatively and held Xia Shiqi's white little hand.

He thought to himself that the custom of tomb sweeping here is really strange. Do you still have to hold hands to visit the tomb? He only knows that he has to hold hands to get married, but he never thought that he also has to visit the tomb.

Xia Shiqi's pretty face turned slightly red, she lowered her little face and stared at Xia Xin and said, "What are you doing?"

"Uh, don't you mean holding hands to sweep the grave?"

"Why do you need to hold hands when visiting graves?"

"You ask me, I don't know either."

"You pig, am I asking you to take out the tomb sweeping things?"

"The grave-sweeping thing?"

"Cannles, incense, paper money and other things."

""

Xia Xin looked down at his empty hands and his pockets, "Look at me, do you think I'm like this, like I've brought candles and ingots? Where am I going to hide them."

Xia Shiqi also glanced at Xia Xin's body, completely empty-handed, and said angrily, "You didn't say it earlier, how could I know if you were hiding it in your pocket."

"Please, you think I'm a jingling cat, how can you take out so many things with such a small pocket?"

"Who cares about you?"
Chapter completed!