Miss Colter had just returned home when she received a call from the cemetery.

She felt strange.

56,000 dollars, and within an hour, it had been reduced to 37,000 dollars?

Something unusual must have happened!

The person on the other end was still enthusiastic and said, "I begged for this discount all morning. Hurry up and come to secure the spot. Let me tell you, you're really taking advantage of this great deal! I'll help you secure the spot now. Shall I reserve a spot for you?"

Miss Colter replied cautiously, "I'll go take a look later."

After speaking, she hung up the phone.

Her brother, who was next to her, became anxious and said, "Sister, why do you still need to take a look? It will be gone later! You need to hurry and secure the spot!"

"You can save almost 200,000 dollars all at once. You don't even need to borrow money anymore, and you can use the saved money to buy me a car."

Miss Colter stood up, feeling tired, and said, "I'll go by myself. You don't need to come."

However, her brother immediately stood up and said, "How can that be? This is for dad... as a son, how could I not take care of this?"

Miss Colter didn't want to say anything to him and just walked away.

The siblings ran into their elderly grandparents who were coming back from a walk downstairs. The grandfather asked, "Why are you going out again?"

Miss Colter didn't say anything, but her brother said, "It's okay, you don't need to worry about it."

The grandmother looked at Miss Colter and asked, "What's wrong, Diana?"

Miss Colter said, "Mom, it's nothing. We'll buy groceries later. You two can go back now!"

After speaking, she walked away.

A few elderly men and women who were strolling nearby said, "Your son and daughter are so filial, what are they doing?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "Maybe they are going to find a place for me, it seems to be around Peasants Cemetery."

Everyone in the community knew about the old man's cancer, and they all comforted him, "Ah, don't worry too much. Look, when you were sick and hospitalized, your son was busy running around, giving you money and staying overnight in the hospital. Isn't it? It's rare to have such a filial son, and he's still going to find a place for you now."

The group of elderly people were calm about life and death, and talked about it as if it were a joke.

"Peasants Cemetery is good, you see that's where all the rich people go. You're really lucky to have such a son..."

"Wow, your son is really capable!"

The old man enjoyed the envy and admiration of others and felt happy.

Of course, he wouldn't say that his daughter paid for his hospitalization and that it was his daughter who stayed up all night to take care of him.

The elderly woman next to him held back and didn't say anything, and quietly took the old man away.

When they got home, the old woman couldn't help but complain, "Diana has done so much for you and you don't even mention it. You only care about your son every day."

The old man immediately became unhappy, "Isn't Zach good too?"

Anyway, for him, these were all things that daughters should do, although his son only occasionally came to take a look, he still thought his son was good.

You know, how many people get sick, and their children don't even come back from out of town!

Not only did his son come to visit him in the hospital, but now he's personally going to find a place for him, which is something that many people can't compare to.

The old woman frowned, "I didn't say Zach is not good, but when you were hospitalized, it was Diana who took leave to run around for you. She stayed up all night with you, and during the day, she went to work and brought you food and vegetables."

Diana was afraid that she would be too tired, so she didn't let her go to the hospital at night.

She suggested that the siblings take turns staying overnight, but Zach said he had to work during the day and wouldn't have the energy to stay up all night.

The idea was to let the old woman go since staying overnight was nothing, it was just like sleeping in the hospital.

The old man also had the same idea.

Later on, Diana couldn't bear to see her elderly father suffer and stayed up to watch over him herself, enduring it all.

"When you said that earlier, wouldn't Diana be upset if she heard it?"

If it weren't for the fact that he had cancer and she didn't want to upset him in public by exposing his lies, she would have told the old folks below what he said.

The old man didn't agree, "Isn't this what a daughter should do? There's nothing to talk about. I warn you not to talk to those old ladies in the neighborhood, or else they'll know that our family doesn't have much money, and who would be willing to marry into our family."

The old woman felt cold in her heart but ultimately didn't say anything.

Come to think of it, her son wasn't even married yet. If he knew that his lazy and incompetent father couldn't take care of himself when he had cancer, who would be willing to marry into their family? They could only make their daughter suffer a little more.

But she couldn't help but nag, "When Diana was so tired back then, why didn't you want to hire a caregiver?"

Who knew the old man would say, "Hire a caregiver? If others knew, they would think we don't have a daughter!"

The old woman was speechless.

He muttered, "That's right, I'm a confused old fool!"

This family was full of confused people.

Their son didn't understand filial piety, didn't understand striving for success, and just wanted everything handed to him.

The two elderlies were confused, thinking that their daughter was capable of living a good life and that their son was poor and needed their daughter's help.

But the most confused was Diana.

She knew that her family was like a group of vampires, but she thought her parents were old and shouldn't be held accountable, and her brother was just ignorant.

She was so focused on this family that her own household was in chaos.

They were truly confused, and he loved it. When the old man died, he would move onto Diana.

The confused old fool sighed contentedly and hummed a tune.

**

On the other hand, the Murray family has already moved their graves to a regular cemetery.

The sales managers at the regular cemetery were dumbfounded.

Just a few days ago, a sales manager from Peasants Cemetery, a competitor, was boasting to him about his good performance, how much commission he was making, and how he had bought a new car.

He had been saying everywhere that the Murray family was the living symbol of the cemetery and that as long as the Murray family's ancestral graves were there, Peasants Cemetery would never have a day of poor performance.

But today, the Murray family suddenly came here.

The sales manager at the regular cemetery, surnamed Zander, was now extremely anxious.

He invited the Murray family in with utmost attention to every detail.

They had already prepared everything inside. It was just too sudden, and the tombstones usually needed to be customized, and even if they rushed to make them, they still needed to be engraved, so the tombstones were not ready yet.

Manager Zander wiped his sweat and said, "Mr. Murray, the tombstone... it's not ready yet..."

Martin said, "It's okay, it can be done before four o'clock this afternoon."

Manager Zander nodded repeatedly and said, "Definitely, definitely."

Suddenly, Susie said, "Wait a minute." She looked at the old ancestor who had come with them.

The Taoist priests who accompanied them were not professionals, and she had been holding the old ancestor's hand all the way.

On the way, she asked the old ancestor what kind of tombstone he wanted. The old ancestor said he wanted a tombstone in the shape of a lucky cloud.

As for the tombstones of other old ancestors... the old man rattled off ten different shapes, apparently, he had built them himself to suit his own preferences...

Susie counted on her fingers and said, "The old ancestor said he wanted a tombstone in the shape of a lucky cloud. Rectangles are too boring!

She also said that Late Grandpa Malcolm wants a bow-shaped one, Late Grandma Monroe wants a flower-shaped one, Late Grandma Renata wants a phoenix, and the Late Grandpa Manuel wants a dragon..."