Chapter 895 Everything Will Be Fine

Seeing those people with weapons in their hands, Chen Hong felt a little scared in her heart, but she couldn't hold back half the village people who came, so she boldly watched the excitement with the villagers.

Everyone chatted in a hurry, speaking a dialect that the Darwin family could not understand.

As long as these people don't go up the mountain, the Darwin family will not hurt them.

Before the young master and Miss Gu went up the mountain, he gave them an order not to hurt the villagers of Qingshan Village.

Halfway up the mountain.

Beside Grandma An's grave stood An Mingji, Gu Jin, Ai Lun, the housekeeper, and several servants and subordinates.

Next to Grandma An's grave, a deep pit as high as a person has been dug.

An Mingji stood in front of the golden nanmu coffin where An Feng lay, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the lacquered coffin.

He seemed to see the person lying inside through the coffin.

As the setting sun slanted, through the dense trees, the fine light shone on the young man, adding a bit of melancholy to him.

The young man was dressed in black, with an elegant demeanor, exuding a strong aura of sadness from his whole body.

An Mingji's facial expression showed confusion and bewilderment, as if blocking all perception of the outside world, his tall figure stood motionless in front of the coffin.

It's getting late.

Gu Jin walked up to An Mingji and said softly, "Xiao An, the time has come."

"Ok--"

The boy's dull voice rang out, with reluctance, depression, and unspeakable sadness.

The moment the coffin was buried, An Mingji's body began to tremble slightly.

"Auntie—"

He yelled softly.

Looking at the boy who was hiding sadness beside him and his voice was trembling, Gu Jin almost couldn't hold back his tears.

When his subordinates were about to bury the ground, the steward called to stop, and he took something from the servant.

A boxy wooden delicate box.

Holding the wooden box, he walked to the coffin where he was buried, crying uncontrollably: "Madam, this is sir, he said that he would always follow you, you always said that meeting him completes your whole life, which is very important to him Why not."

After the butler finished speaking, he held the wooden box and wanted to send it to the coffin where An Feng was lying, but he was already old and his body was already inflexible.

An Mingji stepped forward, picked up the urn of the previous Patriarch Darwin, jumped lightly, and jumped to the coffin in the tomb.

He bent over, put the urn next to his aunt's coffin, and called out in a low voice: "Uncle——"

Afterwards, An Mingji stood up, facing the coffin where An Feng was lying in front of him, eyes full of reluctance and sorrow.

Suddenly, he knelt down before the coffin.

The young man said in a trembling voice: "Auntie, I will definitely not let you down, and I will manage the Darwin family well. You don't have to worry about my affairs anymore. I know what I want. You, you can go at ease—"

The young man's pale lips trembled slightly, his face was firm and forbearing.

Seeing this, Gu Jin covered his mouth, and tears rolled down his eyes.

An Mingji didn't wait any longer, and quickly flew up.

Seeing that Gu Jin was crying again, he walked up to her and stretched out his arms to wrap her around her body.

"Everything will be fine," he said in a low voice.

Gu Jin grabbed his clothes, buried his face in his arms, choked up and said, "Yes!"

In front of Grandma An's grave, a new grave was added soon.

After erecting the monument, Gu Jin and An Mingji knelt down and burned some yellow paper.

After the sky darkened, a group of people went down the mountain with a heavy heart.

The onlookers at the foot of the mountain waited for a long time for the movement on the mountain, and they had already dispersed to go home.