Huo Jincheng didn't speak up; he was unfamiliar with this place, so he didn't know.
Lu Xingzhi's guess was correct: the clean path led directly to her parents' and grandparents' graves.
"Uncle, someone specifically built this road for them." Lu Xingzhi didn't understand who would do such a thing.
Even though they helped many people when they were alive, after their deaths, the family was almost neglected. Sometimes, she would bump into those people and politely greet them.
They all seemed afraid she might ask them for money.
Appearing unwilling to engage.
But overall, the villagers were still easy to get along with.
However, expecting them to have built a road just for them was impossible.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Huo Jincheng comforted her.
"Yes, it is a good thing." Lu Xingzhi nodded, "I'm overthinking it."
Regardless of who it was, she was very grateful.
She only asked Aunt Liu to clean the graves for them, and now it seemed just fine.
