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.

hadn’t had fancy cigarettes before and was

old man asked Jack who happened to be the person who

but he was pretty kind-hearted as he helped a lot when

some yellow pater and went

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

when she was little and was brought 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

inside

you. You certainly are a good man and definitely treats her well. She finally

pursed his lips and then withdrew his

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

up and didn’t

into the yard and saw the grandson of aunt

four and he was

to the kitchen and picked

immediately brightened up

and

that she suppressed down deliberately at

was having her own

her own family. She was not alone. Like

for a while and then

place didn’t seem to

old houses and was actually much happier to see them than those exquisite

who came back with Jack after burning papers and paying

hands, “What are you doing out?

to pay tribute

bring herself to say thanks in the

around. These dirt roads

in dirt

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

They won’t have any customers. They can rely on selling to the vendors outside if they grow some

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