Luo Ping introduced.
"Oh. Is your father still around?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"He's already buried in the cemetery."
Luo Ping replied.
"That's good."
That way, there's no need to greet the bust.
"And who is that?"
He noticed a person wrapped in a cloak painted on the stained glass behind the bust.
"That's my grandfather, Luon Morrison, who was the last priest of this church. Mr. Liu, are you interested in hearing the story?"
Luo Ping asked.
"If you can finish it in half an hour, I'm interested."
Liu Zheng glanced at the time and said.
"It won't take that long, fifteen minutes is enough. Please sit, I'll prepare some drinks for you."
Luo Ping found the widest table for them to sit at, then went upstairs.
Quickly, he came down with a bottle of sparkling wine and three tall glasses.
"The school's finances are tight, this bottle of wine was left by my grandfather, I hope you won't mind."
Luo Ping said after pouring the wine.
