Early the next morning, after Ye Chutang and the others paid their respects to their ancestors, they headed to the Ye Family's ancestral tomb.
Originally, a master was supposed to preside over the sacrificial ceremony, but Ye Chutang felt that asking Master Shiyuan to make another trip would be too ostentatious. As for others, there was no one she particularly esteemed, so she simply decided against it.
Ye Chutang took out a bag containing the five grains that Master Shiyuan had specially given them.
She raised a slender hand and silently recited a prayer.
Yan and A Feng handled the digging and opening of the tomb themselves, not allowing anyone else to help.
Ye Chutang then opened the dusty, black sandalwood box, took a handful of the blood-red earth, and scattered it over the bottom of the coffin pit.
The sky was overcast, and the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.
Once the coffins were in place, Ye Jingyan handed her a shovel from the side.
