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 looking at it closely in

to be the person who

as he

buy some yellow pater

a lot of

“Katherine was pretty ill-fated. Her parents left 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

painful inside and

then added, “But now she has married you. You certainly are a good man and

pursed his lips and then withdrew

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

up and didn’t

the yard and saw the grandson of aunt Kelly

about four and he was covered in dirt,

the kitchen and

brightened up upon seeing the

at the kid and some images came to her

the happiness that she suppressed down deliberately at first was slowly

having

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

at the kid for a while and then went

to

much happier to see them

while, she saw Marshall who came back with Jack after burning papers

towards her to hold her hands,

went to pay tribute to your grandpa. He

paused, glanced at him and didn’t bring herself to say thanks

grabbed Katherine’s hand and walked around. These dirt roads seemed fine in sunny days,

maybe covered in

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

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 sell

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