Li Xuanfeng wept uncontrollably as he lay atop Old Man Xu's corpse, resting there for a whole quarter of an hour before his hiccups finally stopped, and he slowly climbed to his feet.
He grabbed Old Man Xu's left foot and dragged it with all his might to a tombstone half a person tall, only then realizing that the old man's body was as light as a bundle of firewood, even he, a child, could move it.
With effort, he propped up the upper half of the old man's body, leaning it against that tombstone. Li Xuanfeng tried to smooth out the old man's pained and twisted face, hoping to make him appear more at peace.
"Wuu—"
Seeing the old man's wrinkled face, which seemed both crying and smiling, Li Xuanfeng burst into tears with a loud "waah," then quickly turned his head, wiping the tears as he ran up the mountain.
After a while, not until he could see the courtyard bathed in golden sunlight, did Li Xuanfeng hasten to dry his tears and, with a pouting mouth, walked toward the courtyard.
