Marshall certainly can’t stand idling around. After getting all the dishes done, he just went out.

It looked like that he was trying to get him acquainted with the villagers here.

Katherine felt quite drowsy after lunch. Now that Marshall was here, she really didn’t need to worry about anything and just went to bed.

Marshall strolled around the street.

This village was pretty economically backward and there were just less than one hundred households here and they all looked the same.

Now that they all had lunch, they were just chatting at doorsteps.

Not surprisingly, they were talking about Marshall and Katherine.

This was a poor village. As Marshall was well-dressed and driving a good car, there was no telling how rich he was.

They were all exclaiming how lucky Katherine was.

It was not easy for a village girl to marry into a rich family. It must be that Katherine’s grandpa was blessing her.

While Marshall was passing by, they were all saying hellos to him asked had he eaten lunch yet.

Marshall grinned, “I’ve had it, uncle. I’m wondering do you know where Katherine’s grandpa was buried? I’d like to pay my tribute. Katherine is asleep and in don’t want to wake her up.”

They hailed, “How thoughtful are you!”

All the villagers here knew where Old Mr. Jordan was buried since they helped to lay him to rest as Katherine was clueless back then.

As all the men helped to dig the hole for him.

Then an old man said, “Yeah, sure. You have to buy some yellow papers before you go there. you certainly go there empty-handed. Let me fetch someone to lead the way for you.”

Marshall thanked him earnestly and took out his cigarette box from his pocket and passed the cigarettes around.

fancy cigarettes before and

the person

he helped a lot when Old Mr. Jordan

buy some yellow pater and went up the

two men walked pretty quickly and Marshall asked a lot

up by her grandpa. Children in poor families become independent quite early and she started cooking and doing laundries when she was about five or six. She even went to farm with her grandpa when it was harvest season.

felt painful inside and got

good man and definitely treats her well. She

and then withdrew his

quite terrible towards her before and had ignored all her effort and even allowed

was quite dizzy after waking up and didn’t

saw the grandson of aunt Kelly next door playing

he was covered in dirt,

to the kitchen and picked a few snacks for the

brightened up upon seeing

gazed at the kid and some

touched her belly and the happiness that she suppressed down deliberately at first was

having her own

with someone or not, she was having her own family. She was not alone. Like her grandpa, she finally had

for

seem to have changed all

around the town, Katherine surveyed the old houses and was actually much happier to see them than those exquisite buildings

saw Marshall who came back with Jack after burning papers and paying tribute to her

saw her and sprinted towards her to hold her hands, “What are you doing

at them, “Kathy, your husband went to pay tribute to your grandpa. He is

at him and didn’t bring herself to say thanks in the

went home. Marshall grabbed Katherine’s hand and walked around. These dirt roads seemed fine in sunny

covered in

looked down, “I noticed that there are quite a handful of strong men in your village. If

their own businesses in this poor village. They won’t have any customers. They can rely on selling to the vendors outside if they grow some crops. Even if they

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