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.

and was looking

who happened to be the person who said those harsh words in Katherine’s

outspoken but he was pretty kind-hearted as he helped a

guided Marshall to buy some yellow pater and went

walked pretty quickly and Marshall asked a lot of questions about Katherine and her grandpa on the

poor families become independent quite early and she started cooking and doing laundries when she was about five or six. She

painful inside

good man and definitely treats her well. She

and then

towards her before and had ignored all her effort and even allowed Frances to

up and didn’t even know when

into the yard and saw the grandson of aunt Kelly next door

he was covered in dirt, but sure

thought for a while and then went to the kitchen and picked a few snacks

eyes immediately brightened up

kid and some images came

the happiness that she suppressed

was having her own

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

for a while and

didn’t seem to have changed all these

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

came back with Jack after

and sprinted towards her to hold her hands, “What are you doing out? Have you

your husband went to pay tribute

bring herself to say

home. Marshall grabbed Katherine’s hand and walked around. These dirt roads seemed fine in sunny days, but may get troublesome

in dirt

looked down, “I noticed that there are quite a handful of strong men in your village. If they can’t make a profit by growing crops, they can consider doing

let out 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

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