C1103 There Is No Corpse in the Coffin

Seeing that Black Grandpa had made his move, Fatty rolled up his sleeves and pulled up the grass.

I did not follow them to dig. Instead, I knelt in front of my grandfather's grave and kowtowed. As I kowtowed, I explained the reason why we dug the grave and prayed for my grandfather's forgiveness. We were only trying to find out the truth, and to clear up my grandfather's innocence