Tao Wentao also brought some women from the village who had nothing to do to help with cooking and making mourning clothes.
Zhao Huanhuan arranged for Tao Shize to take several drivers to Shanglin to buy vegetables, meat, and rice.
Judging from the situation, they should hold a ceremony at home as well, just to give the villagers and their father-in-law a chance to say goodbye!
Zhao Huanhuan also arranged for two drivers to go to Shanglin to buy bedding, and the villagers helped to tidy up five or six rooms so that everyone could take turns resting at night.
The rest of the drivers and some relatives and friends who came back were taken by Tao Shize to their hotel in Shanglin that night.
They brought ten cars back this time, which was enough to pick up and drop off guests.
As for the catering, Tao Wentao invited a team of itinerant chefs from the neighboring village who cooked wedding banquets.
They had four cooks in total, and they brought their own cooking utensils, bowls and chopsticks, and portable tables and chairs, so they could set up a feast in the yard, which was very convenient.
Zhao Huanhuan never expected that there would be such a team in the village, which made things much more convenient for the villagers who wanted to hold banquets.
The geomancer set the date for their burial three days later at the hour of Si (9-11 AM).
The banquet was scheduled for noon three days later.
At night, Lin Yuan had to keep vigil, and Zhao Huanhuan, worried about his health, silently stayed by his side.
Lin Yuan sat on the ground, her eyes reddening as she looked at the photo of her father placed directly in front of her.
"I can't believe how fast time flies. It's been thirty years since we left this place," Zhao Huanhuan sighed.
Lin Yuan gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Now that I think about it, I'm sixty years old and I've known my dad for sixty years, but the longest I've spent with him was the ten or so years before I joined the army."
“When I was little, I was ignorant. When my dad disciplined me, hit me, and scolded me, I resented him. I felt that he didn’t understand me and didn’t like me. At that time, I thought that I would definitely leave home and stay far away from home so that he could never scold me again. Whatever kind of life I live is my own ability, and I don’t need him to control me anymore.”
"However, after I was away from home for three years while serving in the army, when I finally returned home, all the resentment I had towards my father disappeared without a trace. At that time, I only felt how happy I was to be under my father's control."
"In the rest of my military career, I spent very little time with my father. Sometimes I would not see him for more than a few days in a year. Sometimes even having a drink with him during the Chinese New Year became uncertain."
“He joined the army at eighteen and is now sixty. In the forty-one New Years that have passed, I think I only had a drink with him on twenty-one New Years. But other people’s sons can have a drink with their fathers every year and light bonfires and set off firecrackers together.”
Lin Yuan broke down in tears as she spoke.
Zhao Huanhuan sat beside him, listening quietly to him speak and silently keeping him company as he shed tears.
She held his hand and whispered comforting words, "Don't be sad. During those New Years when you weren't here, Dad would proudly tell us, 'My son is a citizen of the country, a junior leader in the military. With him guarding the military, more families' sons can go back to reunite with their parents and have a happy New Year.'"
Zhao Huanhuan's voice choked as she spoke of these things.
Lin Yuan sobbed softly. Back then, there was no telephone service. When he stayed in the army, he couldn't even call his family on New Year's Day. He would have New Year's dinner with the soldiers who stayed in the army, then go on patrol, or sit in one place in a daze, imagining the scene of his family reuniting together, wondering what they had eaten that night.
An'an stood outside the mourning tent. Even through the cloth, he could hear his parents' words, and tears were already streaming down his face.
These past few days, apart from crying at the hospital, Dad has been silently making arrangements for Grandpa's funeral. He's worried that if he keeps it all bottled up, his heart won't be able to take it.
Now that his father had cried, he felt a little relieved.
When she saw Uncle Shi Ze arrive, An An wiped away her tears and went to talk to him.
After finishing her work, An'an went to the mourning hall and said to her parents, "Dad, why don't you go and rest with Mom for a while? I'm worried that she won't be able to handle it. I'll keep vigil for Grandpa tonight."
Lin Yuan initially wanted to refuse, but seeing his wife beside him, he nodded, "Okay, we'll meet at midnight. It's still early, you go back and get some sleep first. Come back at midnight, and your dad and mom will go back to rest."
An'an agreed and went back to her parents' room to rest.
On the second and third nights, An'an kept vigil for his grandfather again, with his cousins taking turns to keep him company. They had become much more familiar with each other over the past two days, and An'an reminded them to visit Yuancheng often in the future, as brothers should keep in touch. They agreed.
On the day of Lin's father's burial, many people came to pay their respects.
Even Qiu Yi and Wen Yan came.
Wen Yan and Qiu Yi both called Lin Yuan's father and Aunt Chu their godfather and godmother, so they followed behind Lin Yuan and Zhao Huanhuan and An An as filial sons.
After burying Lin's father, An'an led the convoy back to Yuancheng that afternoon. He had a lot of things to do at his company and was also worried about Ding Yue.
Lin Yuan and Zhao Huanhuan decided to stay at home with their mother for a few days, tidy up the house, and pack up whatever needed to be packed into boxes.
Chu knew in her heart that the next thing she would have to do upon returning was what would happen after her death.
Therefore, she did everything with Zhao Huanhuan, making sure to explain everything that needed to be explained.
这处院子如今的房本，林父生前直接办在了安安的名下，说给林沅办了，到时候林沅还得再给安安办一次。
林沅觉得也是，这算是他们林家的老宅了，交给安安是应该的。
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