The grandmother in the orphanage passed away. She was old, so she was relieved.
Wu Chen always loved his grandmother. When his grandmother was buried, the older children in the orphanage cried and their eyes were swollen, while the grown-up children also came to lay a stick of incense in front of her grave.
Wu Chen squatted beside his grandma's usual sun lounger, his eyes facing the black cat that his grandma had raised for many years.
"Old Fu, they often say that black cats have spirits. It's true..."
(It is a reasoning article about some expanded ideas from reality. I don't know if I can write about the case. I mainly want to write about that scene)
Intention: It may not be the best, but it is worthy of my heart