Because of Su Tiantian's description, Bai Meng became even more jealous.
"It's really strange. The Shi brothers are a bunch of rats, but their eldest daughter, who is not loved by her parents, is actually a phoenix! The Shi family must be blind."
They didn't even realize their own family had produced a golden phoenix.
Thinking this way, Bai Meng felt better.
However, she was increasingly looking forward to the farewell ceremony that followed.
So many people came today; I wonder what's really going on beneath all those facades.
Not only Bai Meng was looking forward to it, but Su Tiantian and Lin Xiazi were too.
While chanting sutras and singing, Lin the Blind Man banged a gong, and Wu Lan burned paper money from time to time.
Meanwhile, in the hall, under the guidance of the Shi brothers, the guests had all eaten and drunk their fill.
It was already past nine o'clock at night, and many people were about to leave.
At this moment, Shi and Huai took the microphone and spoke.
"Thank you all for coming to mourn and pay tribute to my father. On this very special day, he passed away peacefully in his sleep, without pain or illness. All the past events have vanished like smoke. He will never have the chance to reminisce with you and share his heartfelt words."
"So, in these final moments, I ask everyone to light one last incense stick and speak your heart to my father, good or bad, reminiscing one last time, and then let everything return to dust!"
Shi Hehuai choked up after speaking; every word he uttered came from the bottom of his heart.
No matter how much his father scolded him in the past, he would never do it again.
In his memory, only his kindest image will remain forever in his heart.
Shi Hehuai's speech moved many people.
Yes, past grudges or friendships all vanish with death.
“Okay, your father and I did have something to talk about. I thought we'd have plenty of time to discuss it later, but I didn't expect him to leave us like this…”
An old man sighed and walked towards the back of the Shijiahu mourning hall.
The others nodded in agreement, ready to complete this final step.
Shi Hehuai wiped away his tears and covered the corners of his mouth with his hand. He had done it.
Compared to Shi Hehuai's smugness, the four Shi brothers, including Shi Heming, had complicated expressions.
Is this a step?
How could they not know?
This Xiao Wu really doesn't take his brothers seriously.
He handled everything by himself, seizing the initiative, and now he doesn't even tell them about these crucial steps, making himself the only one in the limelight.
Shi Heping lowered his voice and whispered in Shi Heming's ear, "Big brother, Xiao Wu seems to have some ideas."
"Xiao Wu is behaving so strangely today; there must be someone with a special skill guiding him."
Shi Heping couldn't believe that Shi Hehuai had such a mind.
Shi Heming nodded; he had thought of that too.
But it must be said that Shi and Huai are very lucky; judging from the reactions of these people now, he has done a great job.
"Let's wait and see, let him jump for a few days for now."
Shi Heming clenched his fists and squeezed out those words through gritted teeth.
So what if Xiao Wu has a master to guide him? Are his brothers just good-for-nothings?
After calming themselves down, the brothers walked over to Shi Hehuai and exchanged pleasantries with everyone who came out, occasionally wiping their eyes.
At this time, behind the mourning hall, everyone who entered to offer incense to Shi Jiahu would say a few words from their heart.
As the incense burned, a mix of emotions—jealousy, envy, and acceptance—caught in my heart.
Someone's face twisted slightly, and he said viciously, "Shijiahu, what's there to be proud of? Even if you're proud, you'll still die young. I'll outlive you, so I win."
Some people said, "Old Shi, oh Old Shi, life is unpredictable. You were lucky in your life. You were able to protect yourself during times of turmoil and never suffered. You even died so cleanly. I wish I could be like you someday..."
"May you rest in peace, my dear brother..."
These people had nothing to do with the sins of Shijiahu, so they left after they finished speaking.
These were all just formalities; the one truly connected to Shi Jiahu's sins was his wife, Jiang Yu.
As fewer and fewer guests remained, the manor gradually became deserted.
Wang Feihong also took a stick of incense inside, and he stood there for a while before speaking.
"Sigh, you're dead anyway, so you won't hear me. If I don't say these things now, I'll never have the chance to say them again."
"You're such a fool! Do you know how capable your neglected eldest daughter is? You've never suffered in your life, and neither have your sons. Do you know how much Heyue has endured? You're blind, so you can't see or know!"
"Everyone says you're a great philanthropist and a successful person, but in my eyes, you'll always be a fool. Your wife isn't clean behind your back; I'm afraid she'll swindle you out of everything. And you old hag, you still say I'm not human and that I'll fight you over everything!"
"What a joke! Who doesn't want to make money? I was just trying to offer a friendly reminder, and you're accusing me of malicious slander!"
"If Heyue were my daughter, I would have worshipped her long ago. It's just that you're blind and can't see her achievements. You really thought she was just an ordinary person in the army. I didn't expect that your woman had been acting her whole life. Maybe I misjudged her. Now that you're dead, you're still healthy and painless. I'm going to be jealous of you again. If you could still hear me, you'd probably be smug again."
"Fine, fine, I admit you won this time..."
May you rest in peace...
Wang Feihong spoke his mind freely, then stuck the incense stick in the burner and left.
After Wang Feihong left, he didn't exchange pleasantries with his brothers, but nodded to Shi Heyue in farewell before leaving.
After all the guests had left, only some servants and the Shi brothers remained in the manor.
Shi Heyue didn't talk much with her younger brothers; she just confirmed her shift for the vigil and went back to her room to rest.
Shi and Yue went back to their room, and Jiang Yu came out soon after.
Although she didn't go downstairs in the second half, she knew everything.
After she came down, she looked at Shi and Huai and asked, "Xiao Wu, why didn't you discuss this farewell party with your brothers?"
Shi Hehuai lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Mom, it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision..."
Shi Hehuai choked up: "I thought that Dad must have a lot more to say, and he must have regrets, so I added this on a whim. Besides, everyone was willing, and they also had things they wanted to say to Dad."
Seeing how well-behaved he was, Jiang Yu's doubts were dispelled; this was indeed something Xiao Wu was capable of doing.
Watching Xiao Wu put on an act in front of their mother, the brothers all lowered their eyes and secretly rolled their eyes. A spur-of-the-moment idea, a perfect excuse—nobody would believe it.
Whether ghosts believe it or not, they don't know, but Mom clearly does.
They couldn't argue with their mother; they could only swallow their pride and continue to play the role of brotherly love and respect.
"Mom, why don't you also tell Dad what's on your mind? We'll all have time to keep vigil later, so you can say whatever you want then," Shi Hehuai asked Jiang Yu ingratiatingly.
Jiang Yu was taken aback, seemingly lost in thought, before nodding.
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