Mourning clothes are just an outer robe. Xiaoguo put it on Zhuangzhuang and it was just the right size.

After putting the mourning clothes on Zhuangzhuang, he let him go out to find his uncle. Xiaoguo picked up another mourning clothes on the bed and put them on himself.

Qin Anming opened the door after finishing his meal, as he estimated that some people from the village would be coming over soon, so he wanted them to gather at Xiaoguo's place first, and then go to the grave with firecrackers and burnt paper.

Xiaoguo took out the bag, and Qin Anming also prepared all the firecrackers and paper for burning.

At this time, the old village chief came over with a group of people.

"Xiaoguo, it's almost time to go."

The old village chief led a group of villagers, holding shovels, standing at the gate and shouting at the house.

Among them was Yang Dasao’s husband Yang Feng, as well as several other stronger men, all of whom were villagers from the same village.

Qin Anming came out first after hearing the noise and handed burning paper and firecrackers to some of the people. At this time, Xiaoguo also came out wearing mourning clothes and bringing Zhuangzhuang with him.

"Let's go!"

Xiaoguo made sure that no one was left out and left with the main group. Qin Anming followed behind, locked the door and left together.

A large group of people were walking on the road, heading for a high earthen slope in front of the mountain. Along the way, there were curious people who stepped on the wall to look out, and some villagers followed the large group to watch the excitement.

Because the Jiang family was a later family and not villagers of Taohua Village, they could not be buried in the village cemetery after their death. So when Jiang's father died, Jiang Shanhe and Jiang's mother chose a quiet place to bury him. When Jiang's mother died, the original owner buried the couple together.

There is only a big grave mound on the distant hillside. Fortunately, the surrounding scenery is nice, with mountains, water and big trees, so it doesn’t seem so lonely.

Xiaoguo walked in front with Zhuangzhuang, holding a handful of burning paper and a fire starter in his arms. When the main force arrived at the tomb, there were already several horse-drawn carriages parked there, and a group of soldiers with swords were guarding nearby. They were sent by the county magistrate to pick up Xiaoguo and carry the coffin.

"Xiaoguo, let's get started."

The old village chief looked up at the sun, then spoke to Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo nodded, and knelt in front of the grave with Zhuangzhuang. The little Zhuangzhuang followed Xiaoguo obediently, kneeling close to Xiaoguo.

"The auspicious moment has arrived! Dig up the ground and open the coffin!"

Xiaoguo and Zhuangzhuang kowtowed three times, then stepped aside to let the villagers behind them go up and dig the soil.

The villagers did not dig the ground first, but lit three incense sticks beside the grave, and then lit a string of firecrackers on a nearby tree.

Xiaoguo covered Zhuangzhuang's ears to prevent the sound of firecrackers from scaring Zhuangzhuang.

Zhuangzhuang also curled up in Xiaoguo's arms, waiting quietly for the sound of firecrackers to stop.

Qin Anming came over and said to Xiaoguo softly, "When the coffin comes out, you can take Zhuangzhuang with you to burn paper money."

"Uh-huh."

Xiaoguo nodded to show that she understood.

After Qin Anming finished speaking, he stood behind Xiaoguo. This position was a good place to remind her of things, and Xiaoguo could also ask him if she encountered anything she didn't understand.

Xiaoguo knew that Qin Anming was around her, so she felt a little more at ease.

After the sound of firecrackers stopped, a group of strong men started digging the soil with shovels. While they were digging, Xiaoguo knelt not far away with Zhuangzhuang, preparing fire starters and burning paper, waiting to light the coffin as soon as it appeared.

The weather today is pretty good, with a clear sky and no wind, so there won't be any accidents when I light some paper money.

Because the soil was dug manually, it took about three quarters of an hour before the surface of the coffin was exposed. Qin Anming was standing high up and could see it at once. Xiaoguo was kneeling and could not see inside. After Qin Anming saw it, he moved closer to Xiaoguo and asked her to start the cremation.

After hearing this, Xiaoguo immediately opened the fire stick, blew it, and lit the prepared paper.

As soon as the tinder touched the paper, it immediately caught fire. Xiaoguo poked it with a small wooden stick to make it burn faster. Zhuangzhuang also took the paper and threw it into the fire one by one according to Xiaoguo's instructions.

The old village chief kept an eye on Xiaoguo. Seeing that the paper in her hand was almost burned out, the coffin was successfully hoisted up.

A large coffin for two people. After many years, the coffin has basically maintained its original style and has not rotted or withered due to being buried for several years.

When Chiang's mother buried Chiang's father, she bought an expensive coffin specifically for him. Since he could not be buried in the ancestral tomb and she did not want to waste his last moments, she made up her mind and spent all the little money she had on buying the coffin.

The old village chief directed people to lift the coffin smoothly onto the carriage.

Qin Anming helped Xiaoguo up, and then told her to scatter burnt paper money along the way after getting in the car. She didn't need to scatter too much, just a little bit every once in a while.

Xiaoguo took it to heart, nodded at him, and took Zhuangzhuang to the carriage prepared for her.

Zhuangzhuang looked at Qin Anming reluctantly, feeling a little uneasy.

Qin Anming looked at Zhuangzhuang comfortingly, "Zhuangzhuang, follow your mother closely, don't run around, understand?"

"Got it." Zhuangzhuang nodded at Qin Anming.

Qin Anming nodded in relief, then made way. Xiaoguo lifted the curtain and looked at Qin Anming.

"Brother, we're leaving now. You take care of yourself at home. Eat as much food as you want. There's plenty of it, including vegetables and meat. Also, I made shoes and clothes for you and put them on the bed in my room. Remember to wear them."

Xiao Guo finished her words in one breath, and Qin Anming gave her a reassuring look, "Okay! Take good care of yourself and stay strong!"

Xiaoguo took a deep breath, held back her tears, nodded, and then lowered the curtain when she heard the old village chief say they were ready to leave.

Qin Anming rubbed his eyes imperceptibly after watching the curtain being lowered. It is said that a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles away, and he really felt that way when Xiaoguo left.

Xiaoguo has been in Taohua Village since her beginning, and this time she suddenly leaves for nearly a month, which really feels a bit weird.

The carriage moved steadily. Xiao Guo opened the curtain and looked outside. The officers and soldiers around were sent by the county magistrate to pick them up. After arriving at the county, County Magistrate Liu would go with them.

Xiaoguo was shocked by this scene. Other people who moved their graves would find their own vehicles to transport the graves, but who would be like the Jiang family, who took care of everything? It was hard for Xiaoguo not to have wild thoughts and she had no idea what was going on.

Xiaoguo sat in the carriage, feeling the seat under his buttocks, and couldn't help thinking that the carriage was indeed more comfortable than a donkey cart.

After Qin Anming and his gang were no longer visible outside, Xiaoguo opened the curtain and let Zhuangzhuang scatter the burnt paper.

These burnt paper money were exactly the burnt paper money that people brought from her house. Qin Anming took them and put them on the carriage.

Zhuangzhuang obediently picked up two pieces of burnt paper and threw them outside.

Xiaoguo's eyes twitched. He really heard what Qin Anming said. He said to throw less, and Zhuangzhuang really pinched two pieces with his orchid finger and threw them.

Son, it doesn't have to be like this...

Xiaoguo swallowed his words and thought, forget it, just throw some more from his side.

Xiaoguo took the burnt paper, opened the curtain and threw it out.

The carriage moved along, but because it was pulling the coffin behind it, it could not move very fast, so it did not arrive at the county gate until almost noon.

County Magistrate Liu had been waiting at the county gate early. When he saw Xiaoguo and her group's convoy, he didn't stop, but greeted Xiaoguo and joined the convoy.