Chapter 167 Sister Jin
There are so many people coming to the funeral today that it is hard to count them all.
More than half of the villagers from Xiahe Village alone came.
The old Ye family's house, inside and outside, the yard, the front door, and the alley were filled with relatives and friends who came to pay their respects.
Secretary Wang, who was far away in the provincial capital, also sent six sets of wreaths to express his condolences. Together with the three sets of wreaths sent by the county government, they formed two rows under the eaves.
When there is a funeral in the village, every family just hangs a few white cloths. The rich make a coffin, and the poor just roll up a straw mat. Who has the spare money for anything else?
Anyone who comes in to kowtow must first take a few glances at the wreaths in the yard, kowtow there, and then kowtow in front of Ye Errong's coffin in the main hall.
Before coming here, some people were still thinking,
Ye Errong was a big capitalist in Hong Kong, so he must have been buried with a lot of good things. Maybe the coffin was full of rare treasures, which would be a good opportunity for them to have a look.
After entering the main room, I looked at the things in the coffin.
Many people left disappointed.
The burial objects seemed to be much better than those of ordinary people, but Ye Errong was a big capitalist in Hong Kong. Not to mention gold and jade, he should at least have silk and satin.
But what are the burial objects in the coffin?
The urn is quite exquisite, with carvings and dragons on it, but that doesn't change the fact that it's just a wooden box, not even painted.
The coffin was covered with a large quilt commonly seen in rural areas, and the urn was covered with two new cotton jackets and new cotton trousers. The material of the clothes did not seem to be from Hong Kong, and could not be compared with the tweed jacket that Jin Fenglian usually wore.
There were also a few old books, a cannon, three cans of tea, two bottles of wine, a teapot, an inkstone, a brush and other small items.
Oh, and there is also a big dirty toad.
These are all junk metal to be buried with the deceased.
Ye Lin stood beside the table and picked up the wick with the tip of a pair of scissors. Old man Ye had instructed that the lamp must not be extinguished before the coffin was closed, otherwise Ye Errong would have trouble leaving.
He was in a particularly bad mood today. If possible, he didn't want to say a word and didn't bother to pay attention to anyone.
Out of politeness, although Ye Lin did not speak, he would bow slightly to return the greeting to everyone who came into the room and kowtowed.
The relatives and friends who came to pay their respects all understood that after their father died, no one would be in the mood to chat.
After bowing and saying hello, go to the yard to wait for the funeral and don't cause any trouble inside.
But there are some people who are blind and insist on jumping around in front of Ye Lin.
"Don't be too sad, nephew. Fallen leaves return to their roots. It's a happy ending for Brother Ye Er to be able to come back after wandering outside for decades. Let's visit each other more often in the future."
Putting the scissors back on the table, Ye Lin replied calmly.
"Okay, go outside and rest first."
The meaning of driving people away is obvious.
The aunt who rushed to talk to Ye Lin was so happy when she saw that Ye Lin responded to her that she was so excited that she didn't understand Ye Lin's subtext.
The nephew of the Ye family ignored everyone for a long time, but he only paid attention to her. Who said it wasn't fate!
Mrs. Jin forced herself to ignore the fact that Ye Lin was willing to pay attention to her. It was not because they were destined to be together, but because she was Jin Fenglian's family member, and Ye Lin was just giving Jin Fenglian face.
"Why rest? I'm not tired."
"Nephew Lin, this is your sister Yuelian. From now on, you two will play together and you will have someone to look after you. Yuelian, hurry up and call someone."
Mrs. Jin pulled her daughter, who was hiding behind her, to the front, wanting her to make herself familiar to Ye Lin.
Jin Yuelian has a small oval face, thin eyebrows and almond eyes. She is an exquisite beauty.
Ever since she entered the room and saw Ye Lin's appearance, she hasn't raised her face.
Now being forcibly dragged in front of Ye Lin by her mother, Jin Yuelian's little face was as red as an apple, and coupled with the white mourning clothes she was wearing, she looked as shy as a little white rabbit.
Jin Yuelian raised her head hesitantly, and Ye Lin's sharp facial features suddenly appeared in her pupils. Jin Yuelian lowered her head in panic.
Why does this guy look even more handsome when he looks at him up close? It’s just as my aunt said, Brother Lin is much more handsome than those educated youth.
Recalling the face she had just seen, Jin Yuelian's voice was as small as a mosquito.
"Lin, hello, Brother Lin."
Ye Lin was not in a good mood at all.
This mother and daughter pair were obviously trying to match each other up, and Ye Lin couldn't help but feel annoyed from the bottom of his heart.
This was his father's funeral, and his father's ashes were now lying in the coffin, without even a lid.
Not to mention that Ye Errong was a relative to them, even if there was a stranger lying in the coffin, in the midst of mourning and music, not to mention the grief, didn't the mother and daughter have even a trace of respect in their hearts!
Jin Yuelian shyly greeted Brother Lin and waited for a while, but did not hear Brother Ye talking to her.
How about she be more proactive? She had heard from her aunt, Jin Fenglian, that Brother Lin was particularly gentle and considerate.
It shouldn't embarrass her.
"Brother Lin, my name is Yuelian. You, you can call me Xiaoyue. I'm seventeen."
The shy Jin Yuelian didn't notice that her mother was trying hard to wink at her, trying to make her shut up.
Mrs. Jin saw that Ye Lin had no warmth at all on his face. His tall and handsome face was gloomy, and his dark blue eyes were staring at the two of them as if they were filled with ice chips. It was so scary.
A moment later,
Jin Yuelian finally waited for Brother Lin to reply to her. His cold voice was like a basin of ice water.
"Xiaoyue is my maid. I feel awkward calling you that. I'm not interested in knowing whether you are seventeen or seventy-seven."
"Finally, Miss Jin Yuelian, could you please go out and wait? Thank you for your cooperation."
"Ah Hui, please see me off."
At the end of his speech, Ye Lin almost couldn't suppress his anger and his tone became a little higher.
This caught the attention of Jin Fenglian who was entertaining guests under the eaves.
Jin Fenglian leaned over and looked through the door frame at her sister-in-law's panic, then at her niece Yuelian, who looked pretentiously like Lin Daiyu.
I suddenly understood everything.
Oh my! This confused sister-in-law must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!
Jin Fenglian had mentioned before when she went back to her parents' home that Lin was single and that he was tall, handsome and rich, and she wanted to marry her niece to Lin, but that couldn't be today!
Talking about love in front of the dead body of someone's biological father, these two mothers are crazy!
Even crazier than her search for a son-in-law!
Jin Fenglian didn't have time to say anything to her relatives. She ran into the main room quickly and, before Ah Hui could, started to drive her sister-in-law and niece out, almost using a broom.
"I'm really annoyed! What are you two doing making trouble? Go stay in the yard. If you don't want to stay, go back to Old Jin's house. What are you doing talking nonsense all day long?"
"Hurry up, get out! I think you two have chicken shit in your heads!"
Jin Fenglian pushed and chased her sister-in-law and niece to the door of the toilet.
Because this is the only place in the house where no one is.
Jin Yuelian remembered Ye Lin’s cold tone and how he said she was a maid.
I cried out of grievance.
Her crying was not an annoying howl, but a pitiful tearful cry that made people feel distressed.
However, no one in front of her appreciated her broken beauty.
Jin Fenglian originally wanted to teach the mother and daughter a lesson, but before she could say anything, the little girl Yuelian started acting up!
"Girl Yue, what a fart you're putting on in front of me! Who in our Jin family can't act? You weren't even there when I was acting to trick Ye Sanxing into giving you meat! Who are you putting on this in the toilet for?"
Jin Yuelian, who was originally crying charmingly, changed her expression in a second. She sniffed the snot from her nose, pulled off the white mourning hat on her head and wiped her face roughly.
Said in a hoarse voice
"Why are you so fierce, aunt? Mom and I were just trying to take advantage of the situation, but who knew he would get angry?"
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