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.

had fancy cigarettes before and was looking at it closely

happened to be the

kind-hearted as he helped a lot

guided Marshall to buy some yellow pater and went up the

walked pretty quickly and Marshall asked a lot

brought up by her grandpa. Children in poor families become independent quite early and she started cooking and doing laundries when

felt painful inside and got

certainly are a good man and definitely treats her well. She finally sees the light at the end of

lips and

ignored all her effort and even allowed

waking up and didn’t even

into the yard and saw the grandson of

four and he was covered

the

eyes immediately brightened up

kid and

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

was having her own

she would end up with someone or not, she was having her own family. She was not alone.

at the kid for a while and

place didn’t seem to have changed all

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

Marshall who came back with Jack after

to hold her hands, “What are you doing out? Have you got a sound

at them, “Kathy, your husband went to pay tribute to your

glanced at him and didn’t bring

and walked around. These dirt roads seemed

covered in dirt to

quite a handful of strong men in your village. If they can’t make

a sigh, “What else can they do? They certainly can’t make money by doing 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 can’t

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