"For example, who should go and what things should be brought, all should be arranged in advance." The old man warned again.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Don't worry, Dad, these things have been arranged. Lao Wu, Yong Jin, and Dabao should all be home this afternoon. By then, all the men in our family will be there except for a few children."

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"In addition, I also called Chang Gen and Daniu. At that time, Taoist Yuan will send his apprentice Xiao Mo to help us pick up the bones of the second brother."

"In the past, there were people born at certain times who needed to be avoided. Arrangements would be made at that time."

Yang Huazhong explained this to Lao Yangtou in great detail.

After hearing this, Old Yangtou had an idea in his mind, "Okay, I can rest assured that you will do things very thoughtfully!"

Yang Huaming smiled and said: "Dad, this is not the work of my third brother alone. I also have a running figure in it. You can't just praise my brother and not me!"

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Yes, the fourth child also contributed a lot. There are also other people in the family, one by one, they all contributed."

Moreover, Lao Wu and Yong Jin would come back from Qing'an County and Wanghai County specifically for this matter.

During the Hungry Ghost Festival in previous years, if Lao Wu and Yong Jin were busy, they would not come back, so the Hehe brothers at home would help burn the incense.

But this year's Ghost Festival, everyone rushed back because Yang Hualin wanted to move his grave.

Old Yangtou said a little embarrassedly: "Yes, yes, everyone has worked hard. Your second brother has a spirit in heaven, and he will definitely be grateful for your kindness! He will also bless the adults and children of your family in good health.

Entering and leaving in peace.”

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While Lao Yang's family is busy preparing for the upcoming Hungry Ghost Festival, the situation in Lao Wang's family is completely different.

Lao Wang's house was deserted, with neither Da Bai nor Xiao Hei at home.

Wang Hongquan came to the old house in the front yard and poked his head around several times, but he didn't dare to enter the courtyard door.

Wang Hongtao was buying toilet paper and passing by outside. He saw his cousin Wang Hongquan lingering at the entrance of the courtyard. He couldn't help but stop and asked him: "Brother, if you have anything to do, go in and talk. Why are you walking around here?"

Wang Hongquan sighed heavily when he saw the straw paper under Wang Hongtao's arm, the firecrackers and the incense candle in his hand.

"Hey, what else could it be for? Isn't it still about the Ghost Festival?" Wang Hongquan said.

Wang Hongtao was stunned for a moment, then turned and glanced into the yard.

"What? Dabai and Xiaohei didn't come back?" he asked.

Wang Hongquan shook his head: "No one has come back. Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. I see that there is no movement at all on Mei'er's side. I want to ask, but I don't dare to go in and ask."

Wang Hongtao said: "Why don't you dare to go in and ask? For serious matters, you have to ask!"

Wang Hongquan shook his head. Suddenly, he begged Wang Hongtao: "How about you ask for me? Even if you remind Meier, is that okay?"

When Wang Hongtao persuaded Wang Hongquan just now, he acted confidently, but now he shook his head decisively.

"No, no, no, this is your family's business. You have to ask. It's not convenient for me to ask." Wang Hongtao stepped back as he spoke.

"If you really don't dare to ask, cousin, then you can just buy some papyrus incense candles yourself. It will be the same thing if you burn them yourself tomorrow!"

After saying these words, Wang Hongtao hugged his things and left quickly.

Wang Hongquan was left standing alone at the door of the yard, hesitant on his face.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and pushed open the courtyard door...

Tan also stayed at Yang Huazhong's house for lunch at noon, and Yang Ruoqing was also there.

Halfway through the meal, Yang Huamei came over, still hugging Zhuang Zhuang. Her eyes were red, and she looked like she had just cried.

When Mrs. Tan saw Yang Huamei like this, she immediately became anxious, put down her chopsticks, got up and ran over.

"Mei'er, what's wrong with you? You were still smiling when I sent you home last morning, but why are you crying again now that you're spinning around in circles?"

"Who the hell is bullying you? Tell mother, mother will skin him!"

Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong also put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei sobbed and said, "Mom, I can't survive this day!"

"What's wrong, Mei'er? What's going on?" Mrs. Tan held onto Yang Huamei's shoulders, worried.

Lao Yangtou and the others also looked at each other with worry and anxiety written on their faces.

Old Yangtou said: "Mei'er, is it because tomorrow is the Ghost Festival and you think about Shuanzi, so you are crying?"

Yang Huazhong and others also felt that this possibility was very high.

After all, the relationship between sister and brother-in-law is obvious to everyone.

Moreover, her brother-in-law died so tragically that her sister could not recover from the pain for a long time. It was not until the addition of her eldest grandson, Zhuangzhuang, to the family that Meier regained the motivation and hope to live.

So Mei'er's crying this time is probably related to Shuanzi.

"Mei'er, don't be sad anymore. People can't be resurrected after death. Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. At worst, you can burn more paper money for Shuanzi so that he won't be short of money over there."

Seeing her parents and brothers taking turns comforting her like this, Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment, but then she shook her head.

"No, no, no, that's not the case!"

"I'm sad, it has nothing to do with Shuanzi..."

After saying this, Yang Huamei immediately changed her tune.

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is... of course I feel sad when I think of Shuanzi. But this time I am sad not because of Shuanzi, but because of my father-in-law!"

"Your father-in-law?"

"What did that bitch do to you?"

Tan's hair immediately exploded, and sparks came out of his eyes.

Yang Huamei blushed and said with embarrassment: "I was peeing in the house, and he broke into my house without even saying hello, which made me so angry!"

"What? Is there such a thing? That old guy, that old gangster, I'm going to find him right now!"

Mrs. Tan immediately rolled up her sleeves and rushed out. After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around, came to the table, opened the drawer, and took out a pair of rusty scissors in her hand!

Old Yang was so anxious that he quickly ordered Yang Huazhong: "Quick, stop your mother!"

There was no need for Lao Yangtou to give orders. When Tan picked up the scissors and rushed out, Yang Huazhong had already caught up with her and stopped her.

"Mom, don't be impulsive. You have to say the whole thing, and you can't just listen to half of it." Yang Huazhong said, and at the same time took the scissors from Tan's hand.

Tan said angrily: "That old guy Wang Hongquan secretly watched your sister urinate. Isn't he an old gangster!"

"This trip is just for peeking at people peeing and peeing. If the next trip is not guaranteed, what more disgusting things will be done? Is that okay?"

Yang Huazhong heard this and said, "Mom, the matter is not clear yet. Don't speak too early. It might be a misunderstanding. Calm down. Let's come back and sit down first and listen to Mei'er explain everything in detail!"

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