Song Erlang, clumsy and awkward, comforted him, saying, "Father, it's good that Granny Gu is dead. My mother will finally have some peace and quiet, and no one will scold her anymore."

Song Lizheng was so angry that he hit him with his pipe: "Why are you pulling my mother's pipe!"

Song Erlang covered his head and cried out in a wronged voice, "Mother, Father hit me again!"

The village head's wife, Huang, rushed out like a whirlwind and scolded Song, the village head: "Second Brother has hit the nail on the head. If you want to hit him, feel sorry for Granny Gu's death, then howl a few more times."

Song Lizheng had just been arguing with Gujia Village, and now he was being scolded by his own wife. He was so anxious that he yelled, "What nonsense are you spouting in front of the children...!"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Dekui had already come out of the house with a grin: "Dad, your old son is back! Why aren't you leaving without me calling him!"

Upon seeing Song De-kui, and Song Zhen-ping appearing behind him, Song Li-zheng closed his mouth again, his face showing astonishment.

Just now, my eldest grandson sneaked over and said we had guests. I thought it was Huang's family, but it turned out to be Song Zhenping.

"Daping, why are you back? Your grandmother died, and there's no one to hold a funeral or carry the funeral banner. Your return is just in time for the funeral!" Song Lizheng suddenly remembered the argument from earlier, and his brows immediately relaxed.

Granny Gu died alone in the courtyard. Although she has been placed in a coffin, her nephews and grandnephews from Gu Family Village are only clamoring for a share of the money. No one is willing to carry the funeral banner, hold the coffin ceremony, or handle the funeral arrangements. Even if I were to take care of it, I would be an outsider. Just then, Da Ping returned.

The moment Granny Gu was mentioned, Song Zhenping's smiling face instantly darkened.

He had already heard what the village head's wife had said and was feeling quite pleased with himself. But when he heard that Village Head Song wanted him to attend the funeral, he immediately retorted, "What does her death have to do with me? I will never attend her funeral!"

What? No funeral!

Song, the village head, was dumbfounded and immediately jumped up in a panic.