Transmigrated to the 1950s, she became an orphan without parents, but there's no need to fear!
With a spatial ability and the care of the whole village, she managed to get through the dis...
Zhang Hongmei nodded, "It's okay. By the way, I'll leave on the seventh day after my father's death. I'm worried about my grandfather and my father-in-law."
"Come back on the 57th. My second brother will come back with me. What about you?"
“I’m going back too. My parents aren’t going. I don’t think they’ll be going back this year.”
Zhang Hongmei sighed. She had also thought of this. The old man probably didn't want to go back. Fine, let them stay in their hometown for a while.
When the two arrived home, Liu Changhai and Liu Aimin were in the living room.
"Uncle."
"Hongmei, your great-grandmother's things were already divided up and she clearly remembers who they were for. You can just take them back directly; they're just some gold, silver, and jade."
However, the land deeds for the two courtyards in the capital are in my possession.
"Uncle, I'll take the jade and gold and silver. Let's leave the house to Chongyu and the others."
"No need, your great-grandmother said it was for you, so it is for you."
Hearing Zhang Hongmei's voice, Hu Aifen came out from the inner room. "Hongmei, are you alright?"
"Auntie, I'm fine. Lu Jing went to the kitchen to stew bird's nest for you. You must eat two bowls every day from now on. Don't skip it. I'll definitely bring you more next time I come back."
"Well, I didn't eat much for lunch either, so I just went to check on the kitchen." Hu Aifen didn't stand on ceremony with Zhang Hongmei.
"Third Master, didn't you go back?"
Liu Changhai nodded. "I won't go back. I'll wait until after the old lady's forty-seventh day memorial service."
"Hongmei, you stay here with Third Master. I'll watch over the procession." Liu Jingze patted Zhang Hongmei's hand and went out.
"Hongmei, after all these years, I'm finally seeing you again this year."
"Hehe, Third Master, I come back almost every year, it's just that we never run into each other."
Liu Changhai was embarrassed, as he hadn't been back for over ten years.
There was no way to continue the conversation that day.
The living room was unusually quiet, with only the sound of the three people breathing; Bai Xue didn't make a sound at all.
Half an hour later, the three of them returned, the two brothers carrying a large box on their shoulders, which they placed in the living room.
Then they went out again, and a little while later they carried another one in. Finally, they carried the last box in, and Liu Aimin was also carrying a wooden box with a lock in his hands.
“Hongmei, this is what your great-grandmother wrote. Take a look for yourself. One of these three boxes is yours. Your name is written on it.”
Here's the land deed and the receipt for you.
Zhang Hongmei took it, put it on the coffee table, stood up, and went to her own cabinet.
Liu Jingze opened the box, and the contents were indeed of high quality: gold bars, silver bars, various jade ornaments, jewelry, and a box of gold and silver jewelry.
Liu Jingze took out a yellow bracelet from inside and handed it to Zhang Hongmei.
“This comes with the bracelet that your great-grandmother gave you when you got into university. Wear it; your great-grandmother will be happy to see you wearing it.”
Zhang Hongmei put the jewelry on her hand and said, "I don't like jewelry." Although she said that, she didn't take it off.
Liu Changhai really didn't know his mother had so many good things. Although he knew more than his second brother, he didn't expect there to be so many.
“Hongmei, let’s carry you back,” Liu Jingxiang said.
"Okay, I should go back now, Uncle. I won't be coming over for dinner tonight."
After the three of them left, only Liu Changhai and Liu Aimin remained in the living room.
"Love the people."
"Third Uncle, what's wrong?"
"Cough! It's nothing. I'm going out for a walk."
"Third Uncle, you'd better not go out. There's a funeral in the family, and it's the middle of December. I'm afraid people won't be willing to accept it."
Liu Changhai really didn't know anything about these customs.
"Okay, then I won't go out. I'll go back to my room and lie down for a while."
"Does my own mother really hate me?"
Time passed like this. The paper offerings for the seventh day after death had to be burned before six o'clock in the morning, so they set off at five o'clock.
The Liu family had all arrived, numbering over a hundred people, and a large group of them knelt down.
The air was filled with weeping, kowtowing, and burning paper money. Zhang Hongmei kept her head down and wept the entire time. Only Lu Jing was by her side, and Bai Xue was by Hu Aifen's side.
I got home at six o'clock, and Zhang Shouyi was already there.
"Brother Zhang, what brings you here? I can't find my way home!"
"It's alright, I've arranged everything. Let's go, let's go home."
The bodyguards were responsible for loading all three suitcases onto the plane, and Liu Jingxiang, his wife, and Liu Jingze also left together.
As Liu Changhai watched the plane leave, he felt uneasy. He couldn't help but wonder if things would have been different if he hadn't done something wrong.
They arrived home at 2 p.m. Zhang Hongmei saw that Gu Chuanming and Zhang Xingguo looked listless.
"Grandpa, Dad, I'm back, please don't do this."
"Well, it's not a big deal now that he's gone; it's just that I haven't gotten used to it yet."
"Grandpa, no matter how sad we are, the living still have to live their lives."
"We know, you just need to know it yourself."
"Yes, I understand. I'm almost thirty-six years old, how could I not know something like this?"
Their lives continued as usual, but Zhenye and his three friends in Country M were working their hardest. Their mother was right; they had to hurry, or they might not have the chance to fulfill their filial duties to their parents.
Daniel looked at his younger brothers and sighed. At his age, he knew everything. He knew he was a cold-hearted person, and the only people he cared about were his family. He couldn't understand his brothers' sadness.
"Weiyu, you four are working so hard, you need to take care of yourselves."
"Big brother, we're all fine."
Huang Meihua and Bess also came over. Both of them are over seventy years old. Huang Meihua is not in good health, and Bess also has high blood pressure and high cholesterol.
"Weiyu, we just spoke with your mother on the phone. She's doing fine, so you don't need to rush."
"Grandpa, Grandma, we're fine. We just want to go back as soon as possible. The old folks are getting on in years, and we don't want to have any regrets."
The two of them had nothing more to say. The children had their own goals, so all they could do was support them.
Xiao Wu and the others on the mountain were also fully committed, wasting no time at all, and they would go back every week to visit the two elderly people. They were genuinely afraid, so they were willing to make up for the missed weekend classes, no matter how hard it was.
Their master is still Jia. Jia has now completely taken over this place.
Zhang Shouyi had already given them instructions, so their training was more intense than Zhenye's.
However, none of them complained of being tired. Even the delicate Xiao Qi gritted her teeth and persevered.