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

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

outspoken but he was pretty kind-hearted as he

some

Marshall asked a lot of questions about Katherine and her grandpa on

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

inside and got

a good man and definitely

and then withdrew

and had ignored all her effort and even

up and

the grandson of aunt Kelly

was about four and he was covered in dirt, but sure

to the kitchen and picked a few snacks for

eyes immediately brightened up upon

kid and

and the happiness that she suppressed down deliberately at first was

having

own family. She was not alone. Like her grandpa, she finally had someone that she could

the kid for a while and then

didn’t seem to have changed all

the old houses and was actually much

Marshall who came back with Jack after burning papers

sprinted towards her to hold her hands, “What

to pay tribute to your grandpa. He is

bring herself

grabbed Katherine’s hand and walked around. These dirt roads

maybe covered in dirt to go

handful of strong men in your village. If they

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

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