Zhou Mu looked at the red figure sprawling on the ground, turned around, and swept her into his arms with his long arms, bowing his head in silence.
"Evildoer, the coffin is very cold, and my mother, in this life and the last, has been buried for countless years, with her beauty faded and bones decayed, the grave desolate, no one accompanied her. I enjoy the glory and riches, she cannot see it; I stand high among the nine layers, she cannot see it; I marry and set up a family, she cannot see it!"
"She gave birth to me, and then lay here herself, away from the cheer and liveliness in front. I got married, no one put on for me a little white flower to mark leaving the family, no one heard me cry as I married, no one sent me off to my new home. Evildoer, tell me, why is it so joyful in front? What's there to be happy about?"
