He Qing stared at her aunt, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was choking back tears, and for a while, she really didn't know what to say.
After a moment of silence, she quietly picked up the incense beside her, respectfully lit two sticks, and carefully placed them in front of the ancestral tablet.
Afterwards, as she watched her aunt cautiously close the door, she finally began to ask, "Aunt, what exactly happened to my uncle that year? How did he die?"
But Aunt Chen did not answer her immediately. Instead, she looked at He Qing with a complex gaze and said earnestly, "He Qing, this place is no place for good people to stay. Since you were able to leave all those years ago, you should stay outside and never come back."
