"Sister, is this girl the girl named Xiaoyu that our brother likes?" Second sister Ning Su asked the eldest sister Ning Su quietly.

Sister Ning Su's eyes stayed on Xiao Yu over there. After hearing the words, she nodded slightly.

"It should be," she said.

Second sister Ning Su said: "Don't you think she is a village girl who doesn't know the rules? Why do I think her behavior and appearance are so upright? She's no worse than cousin Zhu'er!"

Sister Ning Su nodded in agreement, "Our brother's vision is really good. It's just a pity that he is not so lucky..."

The conversation here failed to reach Xiaoyu’s ears over there.

Why?

Because Xiaoyu was completely immersed in sorrow at this moment, she leaned down and hugged the coffin with her hands, as if she was stroking the rarest treasure in the world.

"Brother Ning, Xiaoyu, are here to see you."

Xiaoyu murmured softly and slowly pressed her face against it.

In the mourning hall, everyone watched in silence. Lord Ning and Mrs. Ning looked at each other, both of them looking shocked.

Yang Ruoqing came over. Master Ning saw her and said hurriedly: "May I ask who the girl is..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, "I am Xiaoyu's best friend. Didn't you say that Chenshi is going to hold a wedding ceremony? The bride has arrived, let's get started!"

Master Ning looked at Xiao Yu who was lying next to the coffin again, sighed heavily, and then came to Master Cining: "Let's begin!"

Master Cining came forward with two young novice monks and said, "My parents are staying here. Others, please stay away for the time being."

Yang Ruoqing and her party retreated outside the mourning hall, and the door of the mourning hall was immediately closed.

After about one stick of incense, the door of the mourning hall opened again and the ceremony was completed.

It was night, in the mourning hall, Xiaoyu's bright red wedding dress was covered with a layer of white mourning clothes.

As Ning Su's widow, she was guarding the coffin.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang both came over and were by their side.

Mrs. Ning has been working hard these past two days. There will be a funeral tomorrow and guests will come to pay their respects, so she will have to expend even more energy to take care of everything.

So, at the strong request of her four daughters, Mrs. Ning had to go back to the house to rest.

In the mourning hall, besides Xiao Yu, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, it was Ning Su's eldest sister and third sister who stayed.

Keeping a wake is an extremely difficult task, because the candles at the four corners of the coffin and the incense candles in the brazier in front of the coffin cannot be extinguished.

Moreover, every once in a while, a handful of incense paper must be burned in the brazier.

Therefore, I couldn't sleep a wink all night.

After a while, Ning Su's two sisters couldn't help but start fighting.

Yang Ruoqing also felt a little sleepy and sat there with her head drooped.

"Qing'er, let me take you to the guest room to rest. I'll watch over here." Luo Fengtang said softly.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and looked at the back of Xiao Yu sitting in front of the coffin.

"No, I'll just take a nap." She said.

Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand and held her shoulders so that she could rest her head on his shoulders.

"Miss Yang, General Luo, please cover it with this."

Sister Ning Su brought over a small blanket. At this time, Yang Ruoqing had fallen asleep.

Luo Fengtang took it, thanked him softly, then shook off the blanket and covered Yang Ruoqing's body.

I don’t know whether it was because of the ritual ceremony and the fulfillment of the deceased’s last wish, or something else, but after midnight, Ning Mansion turned out to be very quiet.

There was no more commotion throughout the house like the previous two nights.

At this time, Xiao Yu was sitting next to Ning Su's coffin, raising her hand and stroking the cold coffin, with a sad smile on her lips.

"Brother Ning, Xiaoyu is here to see you. Xiaoyu has a lot to say and wants to tell you, Brother Ning."

The mourning hall was very quiet, Xiaoyu talking to himself alone seemed a bit ethereal.

"Brother Ning, you know, when I put on my red wedding dress and stepped into this mourning hall, I felt really uncomfortable."

"I am an unfilial daughter. I married myself without telling my parents."

"Moreover, she still got married in such an obscene ceremony."

"Since ancient times, it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. I know that the people I feel most sorry for in my life are my parents."

"But, for you, I don't regret it."

"Brother Ning, do you know? I will never forget the first time I saw you..."

"That day, Qing'er and I went to pull bamboo shoots in the mountains behind the village. I went to relieve myself, but little did I know that I was being watched by Chen Hu..."

"That day, when Chen Hu pressed me down and tore my clothes, I was really scared."

"I feel like my whole life is over..."

"It was you, it was you who fell from the sky and helped me fight Chen Hu away."

"You are a very honorable gentleman. Take off your coat and put it on me..."

"Brother Ning, do you know that you saved me..."

"Later in the south, you were busy with military affairs. Although you couldn't often come out to accompany me, you would find various excuses to come to the restaurant whenever you were free."

"You don't say it, but I know in my heart that you came to see me."

"For me, you fought with your family. As an only child, you didn't go home to spend the New Year with your parents for two years, and you stayed in the south with me..."

"Brother Ning, Xiaoyu likes you. No matter where you go, Xiaoyu wants to follow you."

"I will accompany you when you go to poverty and fall to hell..."

When the voice fell, a sad smile appeared on Xiaoyu's lips.

He raised his hand and caressed every inch of the coffin, as if he were caressing the face of a familiar person.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise from the coffin.

Xiao Yu was surprised and thought it was her imagination.

But the next moment, the same sound sounded again, like a sigh.

Xiaoyu was startled. This time, Luo Fengtang also caught the sound.

Just when he was about to say something, Yang Ruoqing, who had been dozing off with her head on his shoulder, suddenly stood up.

"Why did I hear a noise in the coffin? Could it be a fake corpse?" she said loudly.

This noise also woke up the Ning sisters who were dozing in the front.

"I, I'll call my parents and Master Cining to come over!"

The Ning sisters said, running out of the mourning hall in a hurry.

Soon, Master Ning, Mrs. Ning, and Master Cining rushed to the mourning hall.

"What's the situation? What's the situation?"

Before everyone in Mr. Ning entered the mourning hall, anxious voices were heard first.

And when they all stepped into the mourning hall, they were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them.

The lid of the coffin had already been opened and thrown aside. Ning Su was half sitting in the coffin, holding Xiao Yu who was crying with joy in his arms.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing also stood aside, their faces full of surprise.

"Su, Su'er?"

Mr. Ning's eyes almost fell to the ground. After living for half his life, this was the first time he encountered such a bizarre thing of resurrection from the dead.
Chapter completed!