Ning Zhiyuan and Li Jiaren stayed on the mountain for a long time. Fortunately, today's weather is still good. Sometimes it's sunny to cloudy. With the gentle breeze in the mountain, even in the hot summer, it's not too hot to accept.

grandpa Li was sitting with his back to Grandma Li's grave. He never stopped talking about trivial matters. He didn't stand up until noon and pat the mud on his pants.

he looked at Grandma Li's grave gently and said, "Xiulan, today I will go back first. It's almost noon. I can't let our baby granddaughter go hungry, right?"

the leaves beside the wind rustle, just like responding...