Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend

Seeing those people holding weapons, Chen Hong felt somewhat scared, but with half the village coming, she gathered her courage to join the villagers in watching the commotion.

The crowd babbled on, speaking in dialects that the Darwin family’s subordinates couldn’t understand.

As long as these people don’t go up the mountain, the Darwin family wouldn’t harm them.

Before the Young Master and Miss Gu went up the mountain, they ordered not to harm the villagers of Qingshan Village.

Halfway up the mountain.

Beside An Nainai’s grave stood An Mingji, Gu Jin, Allen, the housekeeper, along with several servants and subordinates.

Beside An Nainai’s grave, a pit deeper than a man’s height had already been dug.

An Mingji stood before the coffin made of Golden Rattan Wood where An Feng lay, gently stroking the lacquer-coated coffin.

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

The setting sun slanted down through the dense trees, scattering tiny beams of light on the young man, adding a touch of melancholy.

The young man, dressed all in black, had an elegant demeanor, exuding an intense aura of sadness.

An Mingji’s facial expression revealed confusion and helplessness, as if he had shut off all external perceptions, standing tall and motionless before the coffin.

It was getting late.

Gu Jin walked up to An Mingji and gently said, "Xiao An, it’s time."

"Hmm—"

The young man’s sullen voice echoed, full of reluctance, dejection, and unspeakable sorrow.

At the moment of the coffin’s burial, An Mingji’s body began to tremble slightly.

"Aunt Nainai—"

He whispered softly, almost inaudibly.

Looking at the boy beside her, hidden in sorrow with a trembling voice, Gu Jin nearly couldn’t hold back her tears.

As the subordinates were about to cover the grave, the housekeeper stopped them and took an item from a servant’s hands.

A square wooden box, intricately crafted.

Holding the box, he walked to the coffin about to be buried, sobbing uncontrollably: "Madam, this is Sir. Sir always said he wanted to be by your side forever. You always said meeting Sir completed your whole life, how could it not be the same for Sir."

After speaking, the housekeeper wanted to place the box beside the coffin where An Feng lay, but age had left him frail and less agile.

An Mingji stepped forward, picked up the urn of the previous Family Head of the Darwin family, and lightly jumped to the coffin in the grave.

He bent down to place the urn beside Aunt Nainai’s coffin and softly called out: "Uncle—"

Then, An Mingji stood up and faced the coffin where An Feng lay, his eyes full of reluctance and sorrow.

Suddenly, he knelt before the coffin.

Only listening to the young man with a trembling voice, he said: "Aunt Nainai, I will definitely not let you down. I will manage the Darwin family well. You don’t need to worry about me anymore. I know what I want. You can go peacefully—"

The young man’s lips, pale as paper, trembled lightly, his expression resolute but hidden with endurance.

Seeing this, Gu Jin covered her mouth, tears sliding from her eyes.

An Mingji did not linger for long and quickly came up from the grave.

Seeing Gu Jin once again in tears, he walked over to her side and put his arm around her body.

He murmured softly, "Everything will be okay."

Gu Jin clung to his clothes, burying her face in his chest, choking as she replied, "It will!"

A new grave soon appeared in front of An Nainai’s tomb.

After setting the tombstone, Gu Jin and An Mingji knelt down and burned some yellow paper.

As evening fell, everyone descended the mountain, hearts heavy with sorrow.

The villagers gathered at the foot of the mountain, having waited long without any activity from above, had already dispersed and gone home.

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