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.

people hadn’t had fancy cigarettes before and was looking at it

who happened to be the

as he helped

Marshall to buy some yellow pater and went up

men walked pretty quickly and Marshall asked a lot of questions about

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. Poor

painful inside and

good man and definitely treats her well. She finally sees the light at the end

lips and

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

quite dizzy after waking up and didn’t even know when

into the yard and saw the grandson of aunt Kelly

about four and he was covered in dirt, but sure

then went to the kitchen and picked a few

up upon seeing

gazed at the kid and some images came to her

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

having

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

kid for a

seem to

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

who came back

her hands,

“Kathy, your husband went to pay tribute to

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

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

maybe covered in

men in your village. If they can’t

customers. They can rely on selling to the vendors outside if they grow some crops. Even if they can’t sell them successfully, their family

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