Time flies.
Wei Caixia, who has been staying in the hospital, has just received the latest diagnosis from the doctor.
She slumped into her chair, feeling utterly exhausted.
Li Zhaodi took a few days off to take care of the patient at the hospital, but the factory later gave her an ultimatum: if she didn't return to work, she would be fired.
She has now returned to work at the factory, and only Wei Caixia is taking care of her at the city hospital.
The doctor advised discontinuing treatment, as Wei Sheng had lost the ability to breathe on his own, and there was no point in continuing to maintain his condition with a machine.
Wei Caixia clutched the diagnosis report, her nose stinging, and tears welled up in her eyes.
When gods fight, passersby suffer.
This incident has nothing to do with Wei Sheng; someone just pushed him out of it.
The people who pushed him out all died in an accident, and the Wei family couldn't find anyone to reason with.
"Xia, what are you doing squatting at the ward door? Have you turned your brother over?" Li Zhaodi asked, holding a thermos and looking inside through the glass doorway.
Wei Er snatched the doctor's report, and after reading it, his vision went black. He slumped into his seat shortly afterward.
"The doctor told us to decide as soon as possible..." Wei Caixia gradually calmed down, her eyes filled with determination.
She used to think about escaping home, but now that's impossible.
"Remove the tubes today." Wei Ershou said, trembling, and closed his eyes.
Li Zhaodi didn't know what was going on, but when she heard that the tubes had been removed, she thought her son's condition had improved, and her eyes lit up instantly. "Is Asheng going to wake up?"
Wei Sheng suddenly stood up without answering her question.
He needs to see a doctor to find out if his diagnosis is correct; otherwise, there's no need to waste money keeping him alive.
Wei Caixia pursed her lips and remained silent.
Li Zhaodi then realized something was wrong...
…
the next day,
The Wei family's ancestral hall was in an uproar.
Early in the morning, all the young men gathered in front of the ancestral hall.
Lin Atai was carrying a red bucket, heading to the vegetable garden to water it, when she passed by and saw it, and stopped in her tracks.
"Wei Sheng died of illness outside. The ancestral hall can be used for religious rites, but it cannot be entered!"
"The patriarch of the Wei family said coldly."
This is the custom in Fushi: clan members who die outside the area are generally not allowed to have ancestral rites performed in the ancestral hall.
The rules passed down from our ancestors are said to be bad for the descendants of the clan and affect the feng shui of the ancestral hall.
"What era are we living in now? When the people from Haitang Village had an accident at sea last time, did Ah-shi also hold a religious ceremony in the ancestral hall?" Wei Er straightened his back, but his bent spine only straightened up with a slight curve.
Chieftain, "Don't you all know what happened last time?"
"Besides, speaking of exceptions, you even went to stop Guo Lin's funeral procession. Why didn't you mention the era back then?"
Wei Er's throat was burning; he figured it would be difficult to get into the ancestral hall this time.
However, if the ancestral hall is not used for religious rites, Wei Sheng cannot be buried in the village cemetery.
If they are not buried in the village cemetery, then they will have to rent land in the mountains.
This will cost a lot of money.
Wei Er's brows were so tightly furrowed they could almost trap a fly.
"Lock the ancestral hall gate." The clan chief ordered, and the gate was locked shortly afterward.
It has been more than a decade since the ancestral hall was last locked.
The Wei family ancestral hall is built with blue bricks and glazed tiles, and looks solemn and majestic from the outside.
Wei Er opened his mouth, but said nothing.
Li Zhaodi could only pound the ground and cry bitterly; she didn't even have the strength to curse.
After the people who had been gathered in front of the door left, Lin Atai slowly walked towards the vegetable garden.
Now every ancestral hall has this rule, not just the Wei family's.
Everyone seems to have accepted this rule.
Therefore, when many elderly people are nearing the end of their lives, they will set up temporary beds in the main hall of the ancestral hall in advance.
The master performing the ritual simply focused on his work and didn't interfere in their affairs.
Wei Er kept his head down and stood far away, not daring to approach the place where the coffin was placed.
As the monks chanted their scriptures louder and louder, he found a wire and pried open the ancestral hall door.
Wei Er quickly left the ancestral hall and went outside to find some people from other villages. He gave them some money and asked them to help carry the coffin.
After Wei Er had taken care of everything, the clan chief arrived, looking solemn.
"Did you ignore what I said?" The clan chief narrowed his eyes and sighed inwardly.
The younger men from the same ancestral hall who followed them saw the coffin that had been moved inside, and each of them angrily walked inside.
The men hired by Wei Er surrounded the area, pushing and shoving each other. The portrait placed on the high chair fell down, and the glass of the frame shattered all over the floor.
Several people started making a scene right there in the ancestral hall.
Lin Atai saw what was happening inside as she passed by and quickly left.
…
The village paths were quiet.
Aunt Chen had planned to deliver some incense to the Wei family ancestral hall and then rush home, but she forgot something and turned back home.
Lin Atai and she almost bumped into each other.
"You're going to the Wei family ancestral hall?" Lin Atai patted her chest, clearly startled.
Aunt Chen, "Why is it so quiet from the ancestral hall?"
"They won't just recite the scripture once, will they?"
She helped the old woman up before continuing to walk back.
“A fight has broken out, you should go later tonight…” Ah Tai briefly explained what Wei Er had done.
Aunt Chen exclaimed, "What a tragedy!"
“They caused trouble at our ancestral hall before, and now they’re causing trouble at their own ancestral hall. Wei Er is really doing nothing right.”
The two walked back to the Lin family's gate and saw several members of the Wei family waiting at the gate.
Lin Atai's heart skipped a beat, and her expression gradually turned indifferent.
She won't help with that.
Helping her perform a ritual will shorten her lifespan by several years.
Wei Er must have anticipated this, which is why he acted without any scruples.
"I've long since retired from the criminal life," Lin A said, cutting them off before they could even offer to help.
Grandma Wei said, "Grandma Lin, you can't just stand by and watch someone die..."
A similar incident occurred at the Wei family ancestral hall, and several young men died unexpectedly that year.
Lin Atai sat on a rattan chair by the door, saying, "You can't control your own people, you indulge them time and time again, you deserve this trouble."
She doesn't have a saintly heart; she can't sacrifice herself for others.
Aunt Chen watched from the side, looking completely bewildered.
"Why are you looking for Grandma when something happened to your Wei family ancestral hall?" she couldn't help but ask.
The others didn't respond; only a few people in the village knew about it.
"Go back. Wei Er dared to do this, he must be prepared to bear the consequences." Lin Atai saw the guest out directly.
She had only been home from the ancestral hall for five minutes when these people came knocking on her door.
It's likely that they had anticipated Wei Er would do this.
Lin Atai's cloudy eyes darkened.
Force her to come out?
"Grandma Lin, if you don't help us, we'll kneel at your doorstep and won't get up," Grandma Wei threatened.
Lin Atai glanced at the group of people; they were all dressed in flashy clothes, and anyone who didn't know better would think they were going to a beauty pageant.
"Kneel anywhere." Lin Atai's gaze was cold as she walked directly into the courtyard and closed the door.
"Bang!"
Aunt Chen, "..."
Unable to discern Lin Atai's attitude, the others knelt down in front of the gate with a thud.
Aunt Chen was completely stunned; she had never seen anything like this before.
The Lin family's gate remained tightly shut, completely ignoring the people kneeling at the entrance.
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