When they reappeared, the two best friends were hiding in a bush not far from the cliff.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 16, 18, 23... 23 wild goats." Zhang Xinxin was shocked and his mouth formed an O shape.

"Yeah." Ruan Mengmeng had just scanned with her psychic powers and already knew the number of goats, so she was not surprised.

"Leave the 13 big ones to me, and the rest are yours."

"No problem." After that, the two of them started to act.

In just a moment, more than twenty wild goats were controlled by the two men.

You don’t have to kill them all. You can put them in a space and raise them slowly, and then kill them when you want to eat them.

Fresh tastes best.

He picked two adult female goats, cut their necks with a knife, skinned them, and cut them into pieces.

The rest was put into Ruan Mengmeng's space and kept for later consumption.

There is no shortage of mutton at home this winter.

Lamb dumplings, lamb soup, braised lamb, lamb skewers... just thinking about them makes both my besties drool.

…..

When the sun was about to set, the two left the back mountain reluctantly.

We had lunch on the mountain. Since the two best friends had finally come out, they definitely had a picnic.

When it comes to picnics, barbecue is of course the first choice.

In addition to harvesting a lot of wild game, we also harvested a lot of fungi and wild fruits.

Although Ruan Mengmeng's space itself has sustainable growing and developing wild animals and plants, who would complain about picking up something for free?

Of course, the more the better.

Following the path they came from, the two of them went down the mountain and soon arrived at Zhang's door.

"How are you? Are you not hurt?" In the yard, Bai Rong sat on a stone bench and waited anxiously for the two of them.

If the children didn't come back, she would take people into the mountains to look for them.

Thanks to Ruan Mengmeng's reminder, the two best friends came back early and avoided a storm.

"Mom, we are both fine, don't worry." Zhang Xinxin quickly comforted her.

"I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay." A mother worries about her son even when he's miles away, and this is absolutely true.

The two best friends felt warm in their hearts and didn't mind Bai Rong's nagging, so they followed her into the yard.

…..

After dinner, everyone had a good sleep, packed up, and set off for the old house.

The seven-day wake passed quickly. On the last day of the burial, a group of relatives, led by Zhang Weiguo, dug out Yu Lanhua, who had been buried long ago.

When she died, the old man was still alive and well.

According to the custom in the countryside, as long as the man is still alive, she, a woman, cannot be buried in the ancestral tomb.

Now that the old man has finally passed away, the couple can be buried in the ancestral tomb together.

On this day, Ruan Mengmeng's two best friends were also there, and the Zhang family also invited the most famous suona band in the area.

The suona music was so loud that it could be heard throughout Zhangjia Village.

During the burial, the young men in the village carried the coffins of Zhang Tiemao and Yu Lanhua and walked slowly towards the field.

The Zhang family’s ancestral tomb is at the east end of the village not far from the old house.

That piece of land was allocated to Zhang Baoguo.

Although it is said to be the ancestral tomb, in fact, the Zhang family had already split into several branches a long time ago.

It is only a matter of time before a tree grows big and branches out. Zhang Tiemao's branch was separated out a long time ago.

Otherwise, almost everyone in Zhangjia Village has the surname Zhang. If you go back three generations, they are all from the same family.

Besides, the ancestral grave has been full for a long time and no one can enter at all.

The funeral procession was not large. Apart from the two brothers from the first and second wives, there were Zhang Tiemao's nephews and nieces, as well as Yu Lanhua's maternal relatives.

Everyone cried and shouted as they carried the two coffins to their destination - the east end of the village.

With the help of everyone in the village, the coffin was slowly placed into the grave.

Another burst of suona sounds rang out, and everyone cried and shouted. Finally, amid the crying and shouting, the grave was filled with yellow earth, and the old couple said goodbye to this world completely.

The two best friends hid in the crowd of mourners, stretching their heads to peek outside secretly.

After living for two lifetimes, this was the first time for the two best friends to witness this traditional funeral method.

I have to say it's quite fun.

When everyone was crying, the two of them would cry too.

Everyone stopped, and the two best friends stopped too.

There is no requirement to hire a funeral director from outside when holding a funeral in the countryside.

The funeral of Zhang Tiemao was presided over by a man in his forties from the same village.

The two best friends didn’t know his name, but they occasionally heard everyone call him Sixth Uncle.

Ruan Mengmeng guessed that he was probably the sixth child in the family.

It's like this in the countryside. When there are so many children, people are too lazy to give them names and just call them by their given names in order.

After the body was buried and the funeral was over, everyone returned to the old house to sort out the follow-up matters.

The villagers also dispersed and returned home.

The final settlement was a matter between their relatives and had nothing to do with the villagers.

The meal was eaten, the people were sent away, and the funeral was completely over.

The two best friends still hid in the crowd and returned to the old house together.

As soon as they arrived home, the relatives began to pack their things and prepare to go back to their own homes.

For the funeral of the old couple, they ate and slept in the old house. They spent seven days in a daze and were exhausted.

The first thing Lihua and Zhang Baoguo did when they returned was to pack up the gifts and money they received from the funeral.

Zhang Xinxin curled her lips when she saw this, looking petty.

The second branch of their family doesn’t care about those small things, so what’s the big deal?

They were running so fast without fear of falling to death. She thought the couple were in a hurry to die.

Zhang Weiguo and his family did not leave the old house until they had said goodbye to all the people who came to attend the funeral.

Although I didn't really guard the spirit for seven days, it was already very good that I could get back in time given the long distance.

The relatives didn't say anything, and the eldest wife's family had to keep their dissatisfaction to themselves no matter how strong it was.

After all, once the old man died, there was no one to control the second family.

It’s not a matter of whether it’s a town or not. Zhang Weiguo just doesn’t want to care about it.

Seeing that the second wife was sensible, she did not come to snatch things from the first wife.

Lihua and her husband stopped making a fuss, left their relatives alone, and went to count their money and things.

The eldest cousin shook his head before leaving. "Oh, it's useless, completely useless."

This cousin is completely useless. He was ruined by his second uncle and aunt.

Forget about stealing things. Why would Bai Rong care about those things and money?

Besides, this was the money collected at the old man’s funeral. Apart from some presents brought by close relatives, which were decent, the other villagers were just here to eat for free. What good gifts could they bring?

Their family is not short of money, nor is it short of good things. Having been away from home for so many years, what kind of good things has she not seen?

Only that couple treated the things they received as treasures and were afraid that others would covet them.

Dragging her tired body back to the Zhang family courtyard, Bai Rong felt that the air was much fresher.