I held Yan Yi's spiritual seat and placed it on the incense table, bowed again, and when I raised my head, I saw my father's spiritual seat on the other table.

I walked up and kowtowed three times to his spiritual position.

It has been more than ten years since I finally had such an opportunity to worship him, but I didn’t expect that it would be at such a time and such a scene.

When I looked at the words "Su Xiankao Yan Gongmuzhi", I felt sad and tingling in my heart. Everything about Xichuan was called by him, grandpa and great-grandfather, but I didn't know what I should do to keep all this.

I reached out, gently stroked the spirit card, and said softly: "If you are still here, that's great."

“…”

"Father, I can't do it."

“…”

"This is too difficult for me..."

How great would it be if you were by my side all the time? How great would it be if you and your mother were not separated? How great would it be if you could protect me all the time?
Chapter completed!