Zhao Qingzhu and Zhao Qingju also learned that their grandmother was gone, and both of them expressed their desire to go back together.
Their feelings towards Grandma Zhao were complicated, but now that she has passed away, they also want to go back for a visit.
When Sun Guangming spoke with his sister on the phone, he supported their decision to return to their hometown.
"The Zhao family members, how can they not be affected now? Whether it's Qinglan or Qingju, they will go further and further away in the future. Going back to see them off will be better for their reputation."
No one cares how harsh Old Lady Zhao was to her granddaughters; all they see is that the old woman is gone.
If Zhao Qinglan and her granddaughters didn't come back at this time, some people would think they were too heartless.
Sun hadn't thought that much about it at first. She just wanted to go back home, and after hearing what her brother said, she felt that it was only right for her daughters to go back together, even if it was just for show.
Zhao Qinglan's children are all grown up and she doesn't need to worry about them, but her sister's children are still young, and Zhou Jingsheng has to go to work and can't stay home to take care of the children every day. So Zhao Qingzhu had to send both of her daughters to the provincial capital first.
With Da Wa and Xiao Duo at home, there's no need to worry about Nan Nan and Ya Ya.
After settling the children in, Zhao Qinglan, her mother, and her sister set off on their journey back to their hometown, while Zhao Qingju went directly from the capital.
This time, the mother and her daughters went back together, without the children or Li Huai's sons-in-law.
On the train, Mrs. Sun was still reminiscing with her two daughters.
“Your grandma used to treat me badly, and I hated her to death. I always wondered why that old hag hadn’t passed away yet. But now that she’s really gone, I can’t remember how she treated me badly anymore.”
"Mom, don't blame yourself for this. Grandma is gone, it's not your fault." Zhao Qinglan was afraid that her mother would get stuck on this.
Madam Sun smiled. "How could that be? I understand perfectly well. I don't owe the Zhao family anything." She was merely expressing her feelings.
Sun didn't know that she hadn't left the Zhao family in her previous life, and the old lady lived a long life, so naturally she wouldn't feel any guilt or remorse. It was Zhao Qinglan who was overthinking it.
However, she doesn't feel guilty for knowing more; if she really thinks about it, it's all fate.
Zhao Qingju didn't need to settle her child; she had arrived a day earlier than them and was already staying at a hotel in the county town.
The county guesthouse is still there, but because the rooms and furniture are old, few people are willing to stay there now, except for those on official business trips.
There are two privately built hotels in the county town. They are not very luxurious, but they are new and relatively clean.
As soon as Zhao Qinglan and her group arrived, they booked another room.
Zhao Qinglan stayed in one room with her mother, while Zhao Qingzhu went to stay in her sister Qingju's room.
The mother and her daughters are not short of money for rooms, so they can afford to rent extra rooms. However, since they are all women, it is safer for two people to stay together when traveling.
After settling in, they didn't linger. The next morning, they bought what they needed in the county and returned to Zhao Family Village together.
According to the custom in Zhao Qinglan's hometown, unless a person dies a violent death outside, they must be allowed to rest for seven days before being buried on a day chosen by a feng shui master.
This is also why Zhao Qinglan and the others weren't in such a hurry.
After Old Mrs. Zhao passed away, Zhao Lao Er and Zhao Lao San seemed to only then become filial, crying and wailing with their wives, as if they were extremely sad.
On the other hand, Boss Zhao didn't show much grief on his face; he just quietly did his work.
Previously, Zhao Lao Er and his younger brother had been shirking their responsibilities and being unfilial to their elderly mother, and the villagers found it difficult to manage them.
But now that the old man has passed away, if we don't give him a proper burial, we'll lose face in the surrounding villages, and people will definitely laugh at us.
After the village secretary and several elders stepped forward, the three Zhao brothers began to make arrangements for their elderly mother's funeral.
When Zhao Qinglan and her daughters arrived at the village entrance by car, the elderly and children sitting there all looked at them with surprise.
The car was arranged by Li Aiguo at Zhao Qinglan's request; it was an official vehicle belonging to a leader of a county unit.
However, the driver was a relative of the leader, and Zhao Qinglan was generous, so she wanted to earn some extra money by giving him a ride.
"What are you doing in our village?" a middle-aged woman asked.
“I am Shuping, and I brought my daughters back to see their grandmother off,” Sun said calmly.
"You are Shuping!"
"Shuping is back."
"That's right, that's not just Qinglan, there's also Qingzhu and Qingju."
Those who realized what was happening started discussing it.
Sun Shuping didn't exchange pleasantries with the villagers at the village entrance; she simply led her daughters inside.
However, some children had already run off to deliver the news.
As soon as Zhao Qinglan and the others reached the outside of the Zhao family's house, Zhao Laoda ran out with some joy.
After seeing the mother and her daughters clearly, he exclaimed excitedly, "You, you've come!"
“Okay, let’s go in.” Sun Shuping glanced at her ex-husband.
"Hey, come in quickly." Boss Zhao hurriedly led the way.
As soon as they walked in together, everyone in the courtyard looked over.
They arrived at the perfect time; today was the day of Old Lady Zhao's burial.
Normally, we would leave the body for a few more days, but it's so hot now that the body would smell bad if left out for too long, so we had to choose the nearest suitable day for burial.
Zhao Qinglan and the others didn't feel anything, but the mother and her daughters standing there were completely different from the villagers, as if they were from two different worlds.
Seeing that her former sister-in-law Sun Shuping was dressed so well and looked even younger than herself, her two sisters-in-law became jealous.
However, they also knew that Sun Shuping was no longer someone they could afford to offend, so they could only curse her in their hearts.
The village party secretary quickly came over.
The current village party secretary is the son of the former party secretary, but knowing that Zhao Qinglan and her daughter are now quite accomplished, he treats them with great courtesy.
When Zhao Lao Er and Zhao Lao San saw Zhao Qinglan and the others arrive, they had some other ideas.
The two brothers huddled together and whispered for a while before walking over together.
"Oh, aren't these my three nieces?"
"Don't cause trouble," the village secretary immediately said.
“Secretary, look at what you’re saying. Today is the day my mother is buried. I’m not making a fuss. I just wanted to say something,” Zhao Lao Er said with a smile.
“That’s right, those granddaughters of hers have never shown any filial piety to my mother in all these years, so they should at least show some appreciation,” Zhao Laosan said shamelessly.
Old Zhao was furious. "You two, don't go too far. Our mother has the three of us to take care of her; it's not her grandchildren's place to interfere."
“Brother, I’m doing this for your own good. Those guys are doing well now, they can easily contribute some money to make Mother’s funeral more lavish. Don’t you think so? It’s also a way for you, as their father, to show your filial piety, isn’t it?” Zhao Lao Er said sarcastically.
In the end, all he wanted was money, Zhao Qinglan chuckled at.
Her two uncles are as shameless as ever.
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