Touching Porcelain?

"You miss, do you know us?" Jiang Yue asked.

He looked at the girl and was sure he had never met her before. Even if he had, and somehow forgot her face, it was impossible to forget the big coffin on her back.

"Brothers, my name is Hongzhu. I…" She started but stopped before she could finish.

Her face paled and her body shook a little.

"Young miss, are you okay?" Jiang Yue asked and jumped off the bullock.

Yu Nianzhen also got down and stood beside his husband.

"Brothers…, Tian'er…" Before she could finish, she collapsed forward.

Yu Nianzhen and Jiang Yue didn't know her so they dodged and her front hit the ground.

"That coffin looks heavy." Jiang Yue observed and cringed.

"Two young men, how can you watch the little girl fall?" A voice reprimanded.

The voice belonged to an old lady.

Her back was stopped, and her face was full of wrinkles but her aura was full of vitality.