Chapter 649: The Power of Su Laowu
Old Madam Su continued, "Besides, your second sister-in-law can't keep secrets. If your second brother lets something slip and your second sister-in-law finds out and accidentally spreads the news, your sixth brother will be in danger."
"That's what Mom is worried about." Tang Bao said quickly, "Mom is really thoughtful."
Old Madam Su looked at her daughter lovingly and said, "This concerns your Sixth Brother's safety, so you must be cautious and absolutely must not let him down."
"Yeah." Tang Bao nodded heavily.
You see, not only is Dad in high spirits, but Mom has also used her brain and is now a hundred times more energetic.
"Don't let your godfather, godmother, or Siya know about this," Old Madam Su warned. "As for Young Master Yang..."
"Don't worry, Mom. I know the severity of the matter, and I won't tell Brother Yang." Tang Bao promised.
After all, the idea of faking death was something he had just said casually.
Old Mrs. Su was naturally very confident about her little girl.
However, the fact that the little girl didn't cry was easily discovered by outsiders.
Originally, Mrs. Su didn't pay attention to this matter, but now it's different.
"Tangbao, why don't you quietly go to the kitchen, put some ginger juice on a handkerchief, press the corners of your eyes with the handkerchief, and let a few tears come out..." Old Mrs. Su said hesitantly.
Tang Bao, “…Oh.”
If you make up your mind, it’s just ginger juice!
To reassure my mother, it’s no big deal!
"Then you take a rest for a while, I'll go make some ginger juice." Tang Bao said simply.
"Why don't you just forget it? You're still young. Even if you don't cry, no one will suspect anything." Old Mrs. Su was reluctant again. "What if the smoke damages your eyes?"
"Mom, I'll use less. I'm sure it won't hurt your eyes."
Tang Bao said this solemnly and went out to make ginger juice.
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Because Old Man Su deliberately wanted everyone to know about it, Su Xiaoliu's funeral was held in a very grand manner.
According to the custom of Daliushu Village, when a man like Su Xiaoliu, whose parents were both alive and who had never been married, passed away, his body would not be kept for more than three days.
But the Su family was different. Old Man Su was afraid that the show was not impressive enough, so he decided to keep the body for seven days.
Although, I don’t know who is in the urn that Changsheng brought back.
However, the coffin used was the best quality one from the coffin shop in town.
Not only that, Old Man Su also invited a group of monks from a temple on the outskirts of Fengqi County to perform rituals.
The Su family, who have always been frugal, spent a huge amount of money on this funeral.
For seven days, there was an endless stream of people coming to the Su family to pay their respects.
After all, even the prefect and the county magistrate are here, right?
Although they believed that Su Xiaoliu was faking his death, Old Man Su and his wife, as well as several brothers of the Su family, still looked extremely sad and haggard all day long.
However, the ones who suffered the most were the grandchildren of the Su family.
There is no way, Ku Ling has to rely on them.
"Alas! Back when your Sixth Uncle was still at home, he loved you nephews the most." Su Laowu sat in the mourning shed, his face full of sorrow as he said in a deep voice, "Da Pan and Er Pan, do you still remember? Back then, your Sixth Uncle would take you up trees to catch birds and down rivers to catch fish all day long... But now, why is your Sixth Uncle..."
Su Laowu seemed to be so sad that he couldn't continue talking and patted the high-quality coffin in the mourning shed with his hand.
With a "wow" sound, Da Pan and Er Pan cried again with hoarse voices.
"Sixth Uncle... wow wow... Sixth Uncle, come back..."
"Sixth Uncle... wow wow... Sixth Uncle, I miss you..."
Su Laowu looked at Da Pan and Er Pan with satisfaction, then moved closer to Su Chengyao and Siwa.
"Chengyao, do you still remember that time when you wanted to buy a manuscript? It was said that the bookstore in the county town had it. Your sixth uncle didn't even have time to eat lunch and rushed to the county town in his carriage, fearing that if he arrived too late, someone else would buy it... But now, why is your sixth uncle..."
Su Laowu was extremely sad and patted the coffin again.
With a cry of "Wow", the newly promoted scholar also burst into tears.
"Sixth uncle... wow wow... this nephew is unfilial. He hasn't even passed the imperial examination yet. I want to repay you well, and you will... wow wow..."
Su Laowu patted Chengyao's shoulder with satisfaction and looked at Siwa again.
"Si Wa, when you were a kid, you were late in speaking and you stuttered. Whenever someone laughed at you, your Sixth Uncle would beat them up... But now, why is your Sixth Uncle..."
With a cry of "Wow", Siwa burst into tears before Su Laowu could pat the coffin.
"Wow...Sixth Uncle..."
Su Laowu moved towards the fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth kids.
Soon, five, six, seven, and eight other kids also started crying loudly.
Crying is contagious.
When Jiuwa and others saw their brothers crying, they didn't give Su Laowu a chance to show his skills and started crying too.
For a moment, the entire mourning hall was filled with crying.
Those who heard it cried, and those who saw it felt sad.
Everyone who came to pay their respects, both men and women, had tears in their eyes.
Some women with shallow tear glands and sentimentality, when they see the tenth child, the eleventh child, the twelfth child, and several other little kids crying at the top of their lungs, can't help but feel an overwhelm of maternal love and tears falling down their cheeks.
This kind of thing happens many times every day.
While Tang Bao admired his fifth brother, he specially prepared some throat-nourishing pills and gave them to his nephews every day.
There's no other way. If I keep crying like this, I'm afraid I'll hurt my throat.
As the only girl in the Su family, Tang Bao, although Su Xiaoliu's younger sister, also took on the responsibility of guarding the lattice.
After all, when female relatives come to offer condolences, someone has to return the favor and mourn the passing of the deceased.
Tang Bao knelt in the mourning hall, with disheveled hair and white flowers pinned on her temples. Every time she heard her nephews crying, she didn't even need a ginger-soaked handkerchief, tears would fall down her face.
So much so that, in just a few days, he looked haggard, and the baby fat on his face seemed to have disappeared a little.
Old man Su had a sad face all day long. He received people who came to pay their respects and didn't pay any attention to his little girl.
When I saw my little girl's haggard appearance, I felt so heartbroken.
"My girl, just pretend to eat and drink... Forget it, otherwise there's no need to pretend!" Old Man Su made a quick decision, "Go back to your room and say you're sick from grief. Ask your sister-in-law to make you something delicious..."
"Dad, I'm fine." Tang Bao shook his head and said, "On the contrary, you have lost weight."
"Dad, have you lost weight? You'll gain it back in a few days." said Old Man Su.
But I know in my heart that if I don't lose a few pounds, how can I express the pain of losing my son?
So, you have to lose a few pounds!
But, my little girl, you can’t do this!
Then, Old Man Su said again: "You are still young. How can you bear to stay in the mourning hall all the time? Listen to your father and go back to the house to rest."
"I understand, Dad." Tang Bao agreed obediently, but did not move.
No matter who is in the coffin, they are all soldiers who defended the border for Dayan and died heroically. They are worthy of her kowtow and vigil.
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