Shen Yu led Wang Manzhu to a graveyard, took out some steamed buns and fruit from the bundle on his back as offerings, then lit three sticks of incense and placed them in the stone trough before the tombstone.
"Mother, I've come to see you!"
Shen Yu bowed. "I brought Manzhu with me too. She is the wife your son found for you."
Wang Manzhu also gave a graceful bow. "Wang Manzhu pays her respects to Aunt."
Then Shen Yu began chattering on about how he and Wang Manzhu had met, praising Wang Manzhu to the skies.
Lu Zheng and Shen Ying stood invisibly to one side. Shen Ying glanced at the writing on the tombstone, and her gaze shifted. "Shen Wei's wife?"
"Shen Wei?"
Shen Ying nodded. "He was my cousin, my eldest uncle's youngest son. When something happened to me back then, he had not yet come of age. I never expected his son to be this grown now."
"Oh." Lu Zheng answered. He felt absolutely nothing toward Shen Ying's relatives.
Over on the other side, Shen Yu had already finished telling his mother the story of himself and Wang Manzhu.
"Mother, Father has already agreed to Manzhu and my marriage. After seeing you, I'll choose an auspicious day to marry Manzhu," Shen Yu said.
Wang Manzhu said, "Rest assured, Aunt. I will definitely take good care of Brother Yu from now on."
Shen Yu also said, "My heart is tied to Manzhu from this day onward."
The two of them had thus made their vows before Shen Yu's mother's grave.
Wang Manzhu had taken the initiative to request this, asking to come before Shen Yu's mother's grave and swear their vows as witness. Shen Yu was extremely pleased by Wang Manzhu's filial devotion, so naturally he did