Mrs. Sun said: "Go back and see your grandpa, and go to the toilet by the way."

"Is Grandpa okay?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The old lady who has been with him all his life passed away, and the old man must be in the saddest mood.

So everyone did not allow him to go to the ancestral hall and prevent him from seeing the old lady's coffin. Then they invited Dagagong and other old men to accompany him, trying to divert his attention.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Sun said: "No matter how good it is, how much better can it be? Fortunately, when I passed by, you were with me, Dagagong, and we were smoking dry cigarettes together."

Aunt Liu on the side said quickly: "This old man suddenly lost his old lady. It's a difficult hurdle to climb in my heart. As children and grandchildren, you, as children and grandchildren, should spend more time with the old man. It's been a long time."

, it will naturally get better.”

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Sister-in-law, since my Qing'er has come to pick me up, you can go and rest for a while!"

Aunt Liu shook her head, "I can't sleep either. I have to get up and cook breakfast in more than an hour. It's better not to sleep. However, I have to go home and change my shoes. The shoes on my feet are wet and they are uncomfortable to wear."

"

"Sister-in-law, do you want me to accompany you back?" asked Sun.

Aunt Liu shook her head, "No, no, no, I'm not afraid. It's just a few steps and I'll be here in a moment. You two, go to the ancestral hall quickly!"

After parting ways with Aunt Liu, Yang Ruoqing took Sun's arm and walked towards the ancestral hall.

"Mom, I heard Aunt Liu begging you for something earlier. What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but ask.

Sun said: "Your Aunt Liu wants us to take Cui'er out this time, and ask me to help her find a reliable husband's family outside the mountain, preferably near Changping Village, with slightly better conditions.

"

"Looking for Cui'er's in-laws?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, it was somewhat similar to what she had guessed.

"Mom, what did you say? Did you really agree to take Cui'er back to Changping Village?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Sun said: "I haven't discussed this matter with you about taking people back. How can I make my own decision?"

"I told her, you two have such a daughter at your knees, and if I take her away, why don't you stay in the cold?"

"What's more, Cui'er is only thirteen or fourteen years old. She has never left her parents' side before. Now that she was taken away by me all of a sudden, the child is not used to it mentally. She might not be accustomed to the local environment..."

"Anyway, I promised her that I will pay close attention to her when I get back. Once there is someone suitable, I will send them a message," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, what Mom said is right, we can't take this person out easily. If he is taken out, he will be responsible for Cui'er's life-long affairs. We cannot afford this responsibility."

Drawing red lines for people should not be done lightly.

When the time comes, people who are sensible will still say good things to you.

If a couple gets into a bad relationship after marriage, both families will blame you as the red stringer and say you are a trap.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing would only pull this red line unless she knew the basics and really felt that the two children were really right for each other.

Otherwise, she will not easily do it, nor will she support her family members in doing it.

"Mom, when I heard your rejection, did Aunt Liu say anything?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Sun shook her head, "I didn't force it anymore, I just told me to pay more attention."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

When the white fish belly appears in the east, the last ritual ceremony is over.

Mrs. Sun's coffin was carried to the entrance of the ancestral hall. Eight men with white ribbons on their heads stood on both sides of the coffin, waiting for the time to come and set off immediately.

The Sun family, the eldest Sun family, and others wore sackcloth and mourning, and fell on both sides of the coffin crying.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing couldn't control herself anymore and let her tears run down her eyes again.

In my mind, in my ears, and in my heart, it was like there were many voices saying over and over again: "Gaba is leaving, she is really leaving, and she will never come back..."

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but knelt down beside the coffin and cried.

A vague smell penetrated into her nose. Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, thinking it was her imagination.

Taking the opportunity to bury her head, she sniffed it again. This time, she was almost certain that the corpse inside was deteriorating.

It has been such a hot weather for nearly four days. If it weren't for the ice delay, it would probably have broken in the past two days.

It is morning now and the sun has not yet risen. When the sun rises later, it will probably accelerate the corruption.

Yang Ruoqing then came to Da Sun's side and whispered a few words into Da Sun's ear.

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment and choked back her cry, "Seriously? You can't be mistaken, right?"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "It's not wrong. If you don't believe it, aunt, just smell it yourself."

Mrs. Sun really sniffed a few times at the joint of the coffin lid, then she covered her nose and almost vomited.

To put it bluntly, she owns a pig farm and is also a butcher.

Sometimes the unsellable pork smells like this when it goes bad and needs to be thrown away.

"Hurry up and persuade your mother and the pick-up girl to stop crying while walking on the road. Otherwise, you can lie down on the grave and cry after the burial. We have to leave as soon as possible."

…

There were blows and beatings, firecrackers were blasting, wailings filled the fields, heart-wrenching cries, and paper money was flying all over the sky.

In this way, a group of people escorted Old Mrs. Sun up the mountain and buried her in the ancestral grave of Old Sun's family.

When the tomb was ready, everyone lay on the grave and cried again.

After days of hard work and excessive grief, Mrs. Sun fainted in the middle of crying.

"I'll send her down the mountain first!" Yang Huazhong hurried over, but was pushed away by a figure.

"You guys still have things to do, I'll take care of it!" The person who spoke was Aunt Liu, Cui'er's mother.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Aunt Liu and said, "Auntie, I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it, so I'd better let my father do it!"

"Hey, your mother can't be heavier than a big fat pig, right? When your aunt and I were in my parents' house, my father and my two brothers were all pig butchers. I grabbed the pig's tail, and then pulled it

A pair of pig hind legs can pick up a pig weighing more than 100 kilograms and carry it on its shoulders for a long distance."

As Aunt Liu spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, carried Sun on her back, and started walking in a windy step.

Looking at Aunt Liu's broad shoulders and round waist, and Mrs. Sun's being so thin, there should be no problem.

But even so, Yang Ruoqing was still worried, and she and Xiaohua quickly followed up, supporting each other from left to right.

The old house of the Sun family.

When Yang Ruoqing and his entourage escorted Sun back home, they later learned that when the coffin went up the mountain, Old Sun's head was pulled by Dagagong and another old man and he was not allowed to go to the ancestral hall.

Then the old man stood at the door of the yard and looked at the road where the coffin must pass. When the coffin containing Mrs. Sun slowly passed by on the road, the old man vomited a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
Chapter completed!