The two younger daughters-in-law also wiped their tears with handkerchiefs and cried, "Good aunt..." and then went to comfort and support their respective mothers-in-law.

They were all wearing home clothes when they came home, but Liu Doukou was completely different.

Like Yang Ruoqing, the adopted daughter, she was dressed in linen mourning clothes, without any makeup, and all the gold and silver jewelry on her body was taken off, except for a white chrysanthemum on her bun.

She knelt quietly next to Zichuan Niang, and gently stroked Zichuan Niang's cold hands with both hands.

There was no fear at all, with a pretty face as big as a palm and a pale complexion, and she kept saying "Mother-in-law..."

"My daughter-in-law is late..." Then she cried until she was wet with tears, her shoulders shrugged, and she choked several times...

Liu Doukou cried until she fainted several times, looking as if she could not wait to follow Zichuan Niang.

This made the two sisters-in-law who came with her a little at a loss. They didn't know whether to comfort their mother-in-law or come over to trouble their sister-in-law.

At the same time, they themselves have to work hard to look devastated. Oh, it's really hard work.

Therefore, the women here, such as Sun and Wang Cuilian, must play their role at this moment and come forward to persuade.

Amidst the cries one after another, Yang Ruoqing came to Baobao Luo on the side.

He knelt down in front of her and gently held Luo Baobao's slightly cool little hand.

The little girl stared unblinkingly at the crying women over there with her big bright eyes, confusion and fear flashing in her eyes.

"Are you tired, baby? Mother, please take you home first?" Yang Ruoqing asked softly.

Previously, she came to kowtow to Mother Zichuan as her goddaughter, but after the kowtow was over, Yang Ruoqing still wanted to take the child away.

After all, the body of Zichuan Niang was lying in this room. Whether it was from a superstitious or scientific perspective, this room was not suitable for children to stay for a long time.

Luo Baobao nodded, stood up and was led tightly by Yang Ruoqing towards the door of the house. When passing by Sun and Wang Cuilian, Yang Ruoqing told Sun.

Mrs. Sun nodded quickly. In fact, she had wanted Yang Ruoqing to take Baby Luo and leave first...

Yang Ruoqing led Luo Baobao out of the west room. In the main room, Mu Zichuan's uncle put his hand on Mu Zichuan's shoulder and was speaking inquiring and comforting words.

Muzichuan's two cousins ​​stood aside with their hands hanging down, their faces full of grief, and they would also give words of advice from time to time.

When Yang Ruoqing reprimanded Baby Luo for coming out, she happened to hear the Mu family's uncle say to Mu Zichuan: "Your uncle fainted when he heard the bad news of your mother's death. He wanted to come over, but we stopped him."

"Let him rest at home for a day or two, and wait until your mother performs the funeral the next day. Then let him come over at that time. Moreover, your uncle will have to handle the funeral at home."

"Your uncle asked me to bring you a message to express my condolences. Your mother is gone. You still have us and cardamom. Hold on!" said the uncle of the Mu family.

Mu Zichuan nodded, his face moved.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Ruoqing leading Baby Luo out, and Mu Zichuan said, "Uncle, I'll leave for a moment."

The uncle of the Mu family said: "Okay, you go and do your work, it's time for us to go see your mother."

When Mu Zichuan caught up, Yang Ruoqing had already led Baby Luo out of the Mu family's yard.

"Qing'er, wait for me." Mu Zichuan chased after him and said.

Yang Ruoqing turned around, glanced at him, and then behind him: "Why did you come out?"

Mu Zichuan glanced at Baobao Luo who was standing next to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Are you going to send the baby home?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's getting dark soon, I have to send her back to take a bath and sleep."

Mu Zichuan said: "The child has worked hard today. He sat there for a long time like a little adult all afternoon."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "She is the stepmother's granddaughter, so it is only right that she comes to give her a ride."

Mu Zichuan said: "Let's go, I will take you mother and daughter back."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to stop him: "No, your family is so busy now, how can you leave? Go back quickly. Besides, it's not convenient for you to walk around the village wearing hemp and filial piety."

Mu Zichuan looked at the white clothes he was wearing and the white pieces of cloth sewn on the toes of his shoes. It was indeed inconvenient.

As for Yang Ruoqing, when she left the house, she had taken off her linen mourning clothes and put them on her arms.

Mu Zichuan said: "Then I'll take off my clothes first. It's getting dark soon. I have to see you off..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to hold his arm again, and said seriously: "Zichuan, what time has it been? There is no need to be like this. We, mother and daughter, are not afraid. You should go back quickly. You are the only filial son and cannot leave casually!"

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and touched Baobao Luo's head, "Say goodbye to uncle."

Luo Baobao said to Mu Zichuan obediently: "Goodbye, uncle."

Mu Zichuan forced out a smile and nodded.

Only when he saw the child's innocent face could his mood relax a little.

After watching Yang Ruoqing and her daughter leave, Mu Zichuan also took a deep breath, cheered up and returned to the yard.

His mother is gone, and he failed to fulfill his filial piety properly when her mother was alive. Now that her mother is gone, this is the last thing he can do for her.

On the way home, Baby Luo was unusually quiet and didn't say a word.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything. Her godmother was gone. She had just come from Lao Mu's house. She still had that sad atmosphere on her body, and her whole mood was like a suppressed flame that couldn't be lifted up.

At home, Xiaoyu was there. When they saw Yang Ruoqing and Luo Baobao coming back, Tuoba Xian and Xiaoyu hurried over to greet them.

"You haven't had dinner yet? Xiaoyu has cooked the food in the backyard," Tuoba Xian said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, uncle and aunt should be having dinner at Lao Mu's house at night. Let's eat first."

Xiaoyu heard this and quickly took Luo Baobao to wash his hands. Here, Tuoba Xian brought a bowl of hot tea to Yang Ruoqing and asked: "How is the funeral going at Lao Mu's house?"

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of hot tea and said, "We're almost ready. We're just waiting for the burial tomorrow morning. We'll keep vigil today and tomorrow and do the rituals the day after tomorrow."

Tuoba Xian nodded, "There is strength in numbers. With so many of you here to help, things will naturally go smoothly."

"Qing'er, you're back tonight, don't you have to go there again?" she asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said: "I want to give the baby a bath after dinner later, and put her to sleep after the bath. When she goes to sleep, I will go over and see what's going on."

There were so many people coming from the Liu family, including two nephews, two nieces-in-law, and Liu Doukou, the daughter-in-law-to-be who had not yet passed through the family. With so many people here, she probably just went to check on the situation and then came back.
Chapter completed!