Only three girls remained in the family to keep vigil; it was a heartbreaking sight.
"Aunt Chen, I'll take my little sister with me." Lin Ziyan's eyes were clear, and she seemed to have fully recovered.
The little girl clung to her neck with both hands, as if she were holding onto a piece of driftwood in the water.
The two aunts exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with surprise. Ah Yan seemed like a completely different person, no longer the shy and timid girl she used to be.
The two women sighed simultaneously; there wasn't much they could do to help at this point.
All I can do is keep an eye on my great-grandmother at home, to prevent anything else from happening and ruining the family...
The group of people had different thoughts and remained silent.
After getting out of bed, Lin Ziyan grabbed a thin coat and blanket from the bed and prepared to go to the ancestral hall with them.
The younger sister held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Ah Yan, don't worry, we'll take care of Grandma." Aunt Chen patted her shoulder and stepped out of the room.
In this day and age, everyone is struggling, so we should help each other out.
Lin Ziyan nodded, and the blanket in her hand was taken away by Aunt Huang, who had been silent all along.
"I'll take it for you." Aunt Huang lowered her head and walked forward.
Little sister Jiaojiao turned on her flashlight and pulled her along to follow.
Lin Ziyan's steps were unsteady as she followed them slowly toward the ancestral hall.
The sound of drumming, accompanied by chanting during a ritual, emanated from one of the lit areas.
Lin Ziyan thought to herself that she had learned about this custom from a classmate before.
After the funeral rites were completed and the body was kept vigil, the funeral was held the next day.
Unexpectedly, she was reborn in the early 1980s and had to face all of this.
Lin Ziyan was originally a science and engineering student and didn't really believe in ghosts and gods.
But her ability to be reborn here is something that science cannot explain.
Since we're already here, let's make the best of it!
Lin Ziyan sighed inwardly, not daring to slacken her pace, and quickly followed.
"We've arrived. Quickly put on your linen clothes."
She had just arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall when she paused for a moment, then put on a hempen coat.
True mourning...
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