Chapter 429: Butterfly Grave
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Alia ran quickly. “Let’s go, let’s eat!”
William: “…” He felt that he had been eating at ho and his mouth had never stopped.
In the dining room downstairs, there was another sumptuous al. Alia held a large bowl and scooped rice. She picked up a lot of food and stuck her chopsticks on the rice as usual. She lit another incense stick. Mrs. Walton was already used to it, so she picked up a drumstick and placed it in.
Nir. Walton: “It’s going to be the Ghost Festival soon. When the ti cos, prepare to go back and worship the ancestors and officially add Mia’s na to the genealogy.”
George nodded.
Alex: “Huh? My daughter needs to go back with to worship the ancestors.” He paused for a mont and said, “She also needs to go on the Burton family
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tree.
Mrs. Walton ate and said nonchalantly, “You go on your side, and we go on ours. There’s no conflict, and there’s no rule that says a daughter can’t be on both sides of the genealogy. In the Walton family, Mia is the young lady of the Walton family. In the Burton family, Mia is the young lady of the Burton family. It’s perfect.”
Alex: “…” Alright, it was indeed quite perfect.
Alex curled his lips. This was good too. No matter where his daughter went in the future, they would be her powerful backing. No one could bully her. Even if she got married in the future, the other party would have to consider if he could marry her.
Alia asked curiously, “Grandma, where is our ancestral grave?”
Mrs. Walton said, “It’s in Evergreen Cetery.” Cremation was popular nowadays. There was almost no such thing as an ancestral grave in the city.
Many people bought a piece of land in the cetery and erected a monunt. So people went back to their hotown to be buried. However, in modern society, ceteries were also developing. They would launch family tombs, such as Evergreen Cetery. The price of family tombs was 15 million for the four spaces of the villa type and 18 million for the eight spaces, and so on.
That was why people were sighing now that they could not even afford to die.
For the first ti, Alia knew that there was such a thing. She thought that the ancestral graves were all on the mountain.
“What about our family?” Alia was like a curious baby. She grabbed a question and kept asking. “How many spaces are in our family? Are the ancestors enough to live in? If not, should we squeeze together? Do the ancestors like the Evergreen Cetery? Can Seven live in the cetery in the future? And Grandpa Turtle? If Mia goes to live there in the future, can you please make my grave look like a bow?”
Everyone: “…” These questions were so difficult to answer!
Alex’s mouth twitched. He picked up a pork trotter and stuffed it into Alia’s mouth. “Children should eat more and talk less.’
Mrs. Walton muttered, “Children’s words an nothing, children’s words an nothing…”
Alia: n ???” See, the adults were not answering her question again! The question she asked was not very difficult, right?
George’s eyes were filled with smiles as he said, “The Walton family’s family tomb isn’t counted by spaces. According to square ters, we currently have 100 square ters. Every tomb starts selling at least 3 square ters. The cetery is about this size.” 100 square ters was already very big for the general area of the cetery. There was also the front and back garden…
George: “The current area of the cetery is enough for the ancestors to live in. For at least a hundred years, there’s no need to add…”
Nir. Walton choked on his rice. “Ahem!” Why was this topic so strange!
“l think the ancestors like Evergreen Cetery.” George answered Alia’s last question. “Mia likes bows?”
Alia nodded. “Yes, yes! This will make my grave look different from other graves! ”
Everyone: “…” They had indeed never seen a bow-shaped tombstone…
This topic was getting harder and harder to talk about. The adults coughed, drank water, and pretended to talk about projects. They just wouldn’t look Alia in the eye.
Alia had no choice but to ask William, “Brother, what kind of grave do you
William was speechless. He was still young. There was no need to consider this problem, right?
Alia said, “Brother Harper?”
Harper: “…” Deep in thought.
Alia looked at Lucas again. “What about you, Lucas?”
Lucas:
Emma raised her hand innocently. “, , ! I like the Peppa Pig shape!’
Everyone: “…” Was this really sothing that could be discussed? Children were children. Children’s words carried no harm!
In the end, it was Mrs. Walton who ended the topic. “Alright, let’s eat! If anyone doesn’t eat properly, I’ll check them one by one later!’
Alia and the others imdiately shrunk their necks and quickly ate!
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