"Yinyin, how is An Youcai's situation going?"
"County Magistrate Zhou has agreed to help, and he will send someone back today."
Hearing this, An Xin sighed again: "Even if I come back now, it's too late. Uncle San still left with regret."
Lin Yin held her hand: "Don't think too much."
"Uh-huh."
Mr. An San's family, apart from his incompetent son and silly wife, is only the An family left.
Because An Youcai did not come back, An Zhi and Lin Yuhua treated him as the son of Mr. An San and helped the old man change into his funeral clothes in the early morning.
After Mr. An San passed away, there were still many things that needed to be done by the family, and the An family had been helping without any regrets.
An Xin went to do her work, and Lin Yin went to the mourning hall.
Because of the rules, only the deceased's closest relatives can keep vigil to show filial piety, and even the An family members do not have to.
An Youcai hasn't come back yet, and only his silly wife is kneeling there keeping vigil.
The silly wife was wearing white clothes and a white hat on her head.
No matter how stupid she was, she knew that her old man was dead, and she was wiping her tears silently.
"Dad, wuwu..."
Lin Yin also felt very uncomfortable, because in her childhood memory, although An Youcai was not good, Old Man An San was very good.
Old Master An San's family conditions were not good to begin with, but every time An Xin brought her and Lin Han to Anzhuang, Old Master An San would be jealous of Old Master An holding his grandchildren.
So while Mr. An was away, he secretly took her and Lin Han out for a walk and even went to a small shop to buy them some delicious food.
Even though the price of snacks was very expensive for Mr. Ansan, he still bought them without blinking.
If someone asked him why he was holding two children, Mr. An San would proudly say, "My grandchildren!"
At that time, Old Master An San even coaxed her and Lin Han to call him Grandpa...
Lin Yin bowed deeply, her nose feeling sore.
"Yinyin..." The silly daughter-in-law cried with tears and snot: "Dad is not awake, Dad is lying down, my sister said Dad is gone..."
"Aunt." Lin Yin wanted to say something, but finally sighed and bowed to her silly wife: "My condolences."
The people in Anzhuang gradually learned that Mr. An San had passed away at night, so they all came over to bow and pay their respects.
It is generally recognized in the village that Mr. Ansan is a good man.
When people mention old man An San, they feel nothing but pity.
"Why is this old man's life so miserable? He has lived for so many years without a single day of happiness. His wife and children passed away early, and An Youcai is the only son left. And now, he ends up in jail."
"That's right. My husband collapsed from exhaustion while working, and it was my uncle who helped carry him back home. You know how sturdy my husband is, how could my uncle carry him back alone? That time, my uncle had to carry him back home, and his clothes were soaked with sweat!"
"The old man is a good man..."
"Isn't it?"
"Well... now that the old man is gone, will the prison let An Youcai come back?"
"I don't think it's possible. I heard from Su Yi a few days ago that she had applied, but An Youcai didn't perform well and didn't approve it."
"An Youcai is a loser! His father died because of him!"
"What do you mean?"
"What can I say? The old man was in good health before, but because An Youcai went to jail, he cries every day. How can his health not collapse?"
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