The old ginger is the spiciest.

Second Grandpa understands human nature the best.

Grandma and Grandpa have been dependent on each other for a lifetime, caring most about what happens after death.

No matter what happens, as long as Grandma can be buried together with Grandpa, she will compromise.

I nervously glanced at Dad, he quietly patted my hand to reassure me.

The next second, Grandma's expression was as surprised as if she could swallow a watermelon whole.

"Oh my goodness, you scared me.

"Do you think our family's burial ground is the tomb of the First Emperor of Qin?

"Bah! The people buried there are either rogues or scoundrels!

"Five years ago, your third uncle borrowed 80,000 from our family to speculate on bracelets, didn't return the money, and ended up burying himself in the ground. Two years ago, your eldest nephew stole something, didn't get any benefit, and when he ran away, he hit his head on a stone and broke his leg. These trashy people, I find them all filthy with just one glance!

"This time, I've decided, I won't enter this burial ground!"

After Grandma finished speaking, Dad seamlessly followed up.