After Boss Luo's body was pulled back, it was placed in the lobby of his home. Many people from the village came to help. The mourning hall was arranged in less than half an hour.

Lady Luo San took out the silky silk and distributed it to several other families. Although everyone is not close to the eldest family on weekdays, they are still relatives. The etiquette that should be given at this time cannot be left behind.

Even the Luo and Lao Er and his wife, who had a mortal hatred with Lao Lao and his wife, came forward.

Lady Luo was always unwilling to accept the fact that Boss Luo was dead. When she returned home, she locked up in the room and cried bitterly. The villagers who were busy outside could hear her howl.

Luo Yingjie was naturally very sad, but as the eldest son of the eldest son, he had to hold on and insisted on obeying the elders' instructions.

The funeral was mainly responsible for Luo Laosan. He found Luo Yingjie and frowned and comforted him: "A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. My eldest nephew still has to mourn. Your mother loses her husband and your grandfather loses her son. They don't have to attend the funeral. If you persuade him more in the future, your sister... can't she even get out?"

Luo Yingjie shook his head with his face.

When Luo Xiao'e was brought back by them last night, she had only exhaled but not inhaled. How could she get out of the ground now? He originally thought that her sister was too much, which was the punishment she deserved, but now she has implicated him and even lost her father. Luo Yingjie couldn't help but blame others, and even saw Luo Laoer and his husband, he didn't say a word.

Naturally, Luo Laoer and his wife would not have a hot face and a cold butt.

Luo Laosan shook his head depressedly, not knowing what to say, and said, "The weather is hot now, and the body cannot be released. Let's be buried tomorrow. Someone has gone to find a doctor on your sister. If the doctor sees it, if you are not seriously injured, you brothers and sisters will keep their souls together to give your father a good journey."

Luo Yingjie couldn't stop crying, and he knew that the third uncle's arrangement was reasonable. No matter how Luo Xiao'e was doing now, as long as he was still breathing, he would be keeping his soul for his deceased father, otherwise he would definitely complain behind his back about Luo Xiao'e's unfilial piety, all of this was for the good of the brother and sister.

Sure enough, the doctor arrived in Luojia Village at noon. After hearing what happened last night, the doctor sighed. Out of the kindness of the doctor and sympathy for this family, the doctor took Luo Xiao'e's pulse very carefully.

After watching him, he went out and said to Luo Yingjie: "Ling Mei's health is not a big deal. She is just injured in the back and needs to take care of her carefully. You should not be stuffy in this weather, otherwise you will easily get pus."

Luo Yingjie asked worriedly: "Doctor, can my sister keep her vigil at night in this situation?"

"This is no problem. The temperature is low at night. As long as you apply medicine well, it's just a wake, it's okay." After the doctor said that, he came out of Mr. Tang.

Luo Xiao'e in the room heard that a flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes when she heard that Kai Shuai was looking down.

It would be great if the doctor said she couldn't get out of the ground. If she had known it, she would have made herself more serious!

Soon the sun sets, the lights are brightly lit by Mr. Luo, and there are still many villagers in the yard helping with paper money.

The group of people did not leave until it was completely dark.

As soon as they left, the old man Luo suddenly became quiet and gloomy. The wind blew the white silk, making a whispering sound, and the candlelight swayed.

Luo Yingjie knocked on the door of Mrs. Luo’s room with a bowl of plain noodles, “Mom, everyone is leaving, get up and have something to eat.”

After Luo Yingjie shouted twice, there was finally some movement in the room, and soon a pale and bloodless face appeared in front of Luo Yingjie.

Luo Yingjie said with distress: "Mom, sit outside and eat, the room is boring."

Madam Luo had no idea of ​​her own, so she did whatever her son said. When she walked out of the room, she accidentally turned her head and looked at the coffin placed in the hall. Her face turned pale again. She almost fell down when she went down the steps. She looked at Luo Yingjie more and more worried.

It was not until Madam Luo took a few bites of noodles that he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mom, eat slowly, I'll call my sister out."

Luo Xiao'e's room was opposite to Mrs. Luo. If she came out, she would still see the coffin in the hall. So when Luo Yingjie went to call, she made an excuse to say that her wound was so painful that she couldn't go out. She knelt in the room and kept it safe for her father, asking Luo Yingjie to keep it a secret for her.

The conversation between the two did not escape the ears of Madam Luo.

Suddenly, a sound of bowls and chopsticks hitting the ground came from outside. Madam Luo angrily broke into Luo Xiao'e's room and cursed loudly: "Your grandfather said you were a ungrateful wolf before, but I was not convinced. Now it seems that you are not even a ungrateful wolf, you are just a beast! Why did your father die? Do you want me to remind you? Now that people are lying in the coffin outside, are you not sad at all? Are your conscience allowed to be eaten by the dog?"

Facing the scolding of Mrs. Luo Xiao'e, Luo Xiao'e was also aroused, and she shouted excitedly: "Why do you blame me? Did I ask my father to go to the doctor in the middle of the night? Did I make him fall? Did I make it rain heavily? I didn't do anything, why did you say that to me! Did you be happy to let me bury my father with you?"

With a snap, Mrs. Luo slapped Luo Xiao'e hard and accused him with heartache: "You still say that when you reach this point! That's your father! I can push everything to others to others and convince myself that all this is someone else's fault! But you know in your heart that everything is caused by you! You are the culprit!"

This "culprit" almost used up all the strength of Mrs. Luo.

Luo Xiao'e looked resentful and unwilling, "Mom finally said what she said in her heart. Everything is wrong with others. You clearly have decided that it is me. Since you have to settle the score, I will also do it with you. In the past, you selfishly plotted and instructed me to eavesdrop on uncles and aunts and others and tell you.

I kept saying in my ear that someone was wrong, who was like who someone was like, I would become like this today. Isn’t it all caused by you? And brother! You never show your unbearable side in front of him, and you hide all privacy activities from him! Look, how good is this son raised! He is upright, kind, filial and considerate, not as hated as my vicious and disobedient daughter!

Now that my father is dead, it’s all because of me, I’m so bad! I can’t live my own sins! God doesn’t like him being biased and selfish, so he took him in advance!”
Chapter completed!