It was probably the head of the village who brought Fei Ge'er to knock on every door to announce the death. Villagers came to the door one after another early in the morning. The Yu family came to help at dawn and temporarily acted as the elders of the Meng family to greet the villagers.
Yu Jiao and Fei Ge'er knelt in front of the coffin in mourning clothes. Seeing the eldest wife of the Meng family mingling with the villagers and burning yellow paper in front of the coffin, the two siblings said nothing. On the day of the funeral, no one wanted to cause a commotion and disturb the peace in front of the deceased's coffin.
When Meng Fei smashed the basin to start the coffin, he burst into tears. Yu Jiao took him by the hand and followed the coffin-carrying team to the back of the village. They buried Liu Sanniang's coffin together with Meng Qingyun and erected a new tombstone.
Because they had to dig up the old grave, it was already dark when the funeral was over. The villagers had their feast and returned home.
The Yu family members did not leave and helped to clean up the courtyard. Knowing that the siblings had not eaten much during the day, Song specially cooked dinner for them.
During the meal, Yu Mengshan said to Fei Ge'er, "Good boy, just stay in the capital and study with peace of mind. When Uncle Mengshan is free in the future, he will come to sweep the graves of your parents, and there will be no shortage of incense and candles."
Meng Fei's eyes turned red and he was deeply moved. He secretly made up his mind that when he grew up and became successful, he would be nice to his elder sister and brother-in-law's family.
After dinner, Yu Jiao and Meng Fei sent Yu Mengshan and his wife, as well as Yu Qiaoshan and his wife out the door, saying, "Uncle and aunt have been working hard all day. Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang smiled and waved her hands, "We are a family, why are we saying these polite words? You and Fei Ge'er can go home after you finish your work tomorrow, and your aunt will cook delicious food for you."
Yu Jiao agreed with a smile, and then reminded Yu Mengshan who was driving: "Dad, it's getting dark, please drive slowly on your way back."
Yu Mengshan nodded repeatedly and asked the two siblings to go back to the yard and rest early.
After seeing off the Yu family, Yu Jiao took Fei Ge'er back to the main room. White candles were burning in the room, and there was a brand new tablet on the table.
Yu Jiao went straight to the point and asked Fei Ge'er's opinion: "Do you want to keep this house or sell it to someone else?"
Meng Fei grabbed his sleeves and looked inside the house reluctantly. He knew that if he left the small courtyard behind, when they returned to the capital, it would be out of reach and his uncle's family would still move in secretly like scoundrels.
Selling it to someone else can solve the problem once and for all and save a lot of trouble.
But he has lived in this small courtyard since he could remember. This is his home. If the house is sold, he will really have no home.
Meng Fei bit her lip and finally said, "Sister, I want to keep it."
Yu Jiao touched his head and said with a faint smile: "Then keep it."
Meng Fei's eyes lit up, he breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Yu Jiao's arm and said happily: "Sister is the best sister in the world."
Yu Jiao smiled, she knew that Fei Ge'er was always a sensible person. After Liu Sanniang passed away, he stayed by her side and didn't dare to ask for anything. He would agree to whatever she arranged.
Yu Jiao didn't want him to be like this, she scratched Meng Fei's nose lightly and said, "You are still a child, you don't have to be so sensible, children should be more lively and free." Being sensible is something that adults do.
Once a person becomes sensible, he or she becomes an adult, and it is difficult to become a willful child again.
"But uncle and the others..." Meng Fei couldn't help but worry again.
Yu Jiao rarely showed some arrogance, and said with a smile: "What is there to worry about? I am your sister, the daughter of the second assistant, and the wife of the junior official of the Dali Temple!"
Meng Fei had never seen her bullying others by taking advantage of her power, so she burst into laughter.
Yu Jiao's expression changed slightly when she heard his laughter. She frowned when she realized what he was saying. There was no moment that made her realize the meaning of the four words "subtle influence".
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Meng Fei asked when he noticed that something was wrong with her expression.
Yu Jiao pulled the corner of her lips, "Nothing."
But she suddenly felt a little sad. It turned out that she had already integrated into this dynasty without realizing it. Her subconscious words confirmed that she had already become a part of Tai Yan.
In this feudal era with clear class divisions, whether she admits it or not, she has become a vassal under male and patriarchy.
The power of her husband's family and her parents' family is what she relies on.
At night, Yu Jiao suffered from insomnia, which was rare for her. She was a little scared. Memories of her past life flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope. She wondered whether it was the environment that changed the person, or the person who changed the environment. Is she still the real her now?
Perhaps it was because the night was too deep and the moonlight was too cold, she missed her senior brother so much. If he was by her side, he would surely be able to answer her questions and make her feel at ease.
Yu Jiao could not deny that she was feeling frustrated at the moment. She could not express it to Yu Qizhe. Even though they were now the most intimate couple in the world, there was still a world in her heart that Yu Qizhe could not enter.
On the official road in the dead of night, a lone carriage was galloping. The driver held the reins in one hand and a Ryukyu lantern in the other. The bright moonlight dimly illuminated the road ahead, so the journey was not difficult.
"Sir Governor, the territory of Changkui is ahead. Should we enter the city tonight? Or stay overnight in the suburbs?" the driver asked respectfully.
The walls of the car were decorated with Ryukyu lanterns. Cheng Ying, wearing a crescent-shaped white gown with a cross-collar, held a medical book in her hands and replied lazily, "Let's go straight into the city."
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