When Xiao Lingling heard Lin Changhe asking about his grandparents, he didn't know how to answer, so he stepped aside to let them in.
Lin Changhe noticed that there was something wrong with her reaction, and his heart seemed to skip a beat for a moment.
He walked in hurriedly, and behind him, the county magistrate and more than a dozen yamen runners he had invited all rushed in.
The whole yard was covered in blood, which showed how brutal the previous battle was. There were about twenty men in black lying all over the yard, but there was no sign of their own people.
Seeing the candlelight in the main hall, Lin Changhe rushed in immediately. When he saw Lin Changshu lying motionless on the bench, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
He approached step by step, and looking at Lin Changshu's slightly raised lips and pale face, he instantly understood something.
He didn't give up and put his hand in front of Lin Changshu's nose to test...
Suddenly, Lin Changhe withdrew his hand and fell to his knees. "Who the hell is this! Second brother! Second brother! Wake up! It's Big Brother who's late! It's Big Brother who's late!!!"
When he shouted, everyone understood what was going on. Even the Sun family and others who had been keeping an eye out for any noise in the next yard suddenly felt a black screen before their eyes and almost fainted.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law rushed over in a hurry, and when they saw the tragic scene in the yard, they were almost scared to death.
They were filled with grief and anger, and cried as hard as Lin Changhe.
But no matter what, Xiao Lingling never said a word or shed a tear during that period.
She just stood there quietly, looking at Lin Changshu, as if she was afraid that she would forget what he looked like.
This stop lasts the entire night.
The next day, the whole village knew about the Lin family's affairs, and Lin Changhe also asked his son to deliver a letter to the Lin Feng brothers in the provincial capital overnight.
So, early in the morning, the yard was already full of people.
The yard had been cleared by the yamen runners, and they had taken away all the bodies of the men in black.
However, the ground soaked with blood was still red, which was extremely creepy to look at.
Lin Yue and Lin Feng returned with their wives and children, and all the shops in the city were temporarily closed.
As soon as they entered the door, their eyes were red, which showed that they had not slept last night and had been crying the whole time.
Everyone knelt in front of the bed and cried for a long time. The two daughters-in-law almost fainted from crying, and the two sons also cried so much that they were limp all over and couldn't be helped up.
The grandchildren just kept crying for their grandfather, but unfortunately no one responded to them...
For a moment, everyone in the yard burst into tears.
Little Bell just stood quietly in the corner, still staring at Lin Changshu.
It was Fang who noticed that her daughter was acting strangely and wanted to pick her up to ask what was going on, but Xiao Lingling never responded to her.
However, no matter how sad everyone is, the dead cannot be resurrected, and no matter how reluctant one is, the funeral must be held.
The village chief asked his fellow villagers to help with the arrangements and also asked someone to buy the best coffin.
Normally the funeral should last seven days, but because the weather was too hot, it had to be shortened to three days.
Even so, in order to preserve Lin Changshu's body for a longer period of time, they had to put more ice in the room, and even placed several basins of ice next to him.
When Xiao Lingling saw this, her eyes flashed. She took away the ice basin while everyone was out, and then cast a layer of barrier on Lin Changshu's body.
She knew that her grandfather was very afraid of the cold and always wore the warmest clothes in winter. She didn't want her grandfather to suffer from the cold at this time.
When Lin Feng came back and looked at the empty room, he understood what was going on and didn't do anything else. He just patted Xiao Lingling's back gently.
Three days passed in a flash. Little Bell had never felt that three days had passed so quickly. It seemed like time had passed in the blink of an eye.
She didn't eat or drink for three days, and just stood there chanting the mantra for rebirth for her grandfather. Every time she finished chanting it, she would draw out a bit of her own merit and merge it into her grandfather's body.
She knew that the dead could not be resurrected, but her grandfather died because of her, so she had to do something, otherwise she would be uneasy for the rest of her life.
Therefore, even if she gave away all the merits she had gained from this trip south, she still felt it was not enough.
However, her grandfather's soul couldn't bear any more, so she had to give up.
During this period, many people came to persuade her, but she never stopped.
Now, after reciting it silently for the last time, she curled her lips in satisfaction.
Grandpa, I'm sorry, this is all your granddaughter can give you. Don't worry, I will take good care of everyone and will never let something like this happen again. Grandpa, I will always miss you.
After saying goodbye in her heart, she still felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Lin Changshu being carried into the coffin by everyone.
But she always forced herself to watch the whole process until everyone carried her grandfather's coffin farther and farther away and disappeared from her sight.
She must remember how sad she is now so that she will be determined enough to take revenge in the future.
However, before she could take revenge, she fainted first.
Zhao, who had been keeping an eye on her movements, rushed over and picked her up. She was still feeling sad and started to worry about Xiao Lingling.
Fortunately, Xiao Lingling was just too tired.
Extracting merit is a very tiring task in itself. She had been doing it for three days, and her soul was exhausted to the extreme.
When she woke up again, it was two days later.
She woke up and looked at the familiar roof, still a little dazed, hoping that everything before was just a dream.
But when she saw Fang's eyes were red when she came to bring her food, she knew that everything was just her wishful thinking.
Seeing her wake up, Fang forced a smile, "Wake up, come on, mother brought you your favorite meat porridge, it's not too hot anymore, hurry up and drink some."
Xiao Lingling sat up, looked at the meat porridge in the bowl and shook her head.
Although she seldom cared about such matters, she knew that she had to observe mourning and could not eat meat within forty-nine days.
"Mom, I'm fine. I won't eat this porridge. Where's grandma?"
Fang froze for a moment, almost unable to hold back her tears again, and quickly took a deep breath.
My mother-in-law said that the saddest person was not anyone else, but Xiao Lingling, so no one was allowed to cry in front of Xiao Lingling.
She forced a smile that was uglier than crying. "Oh, your grandma is watering the vegetables in the backyard. She hasn't taken good care of them in the past few days, and they are almost drying up due to lack of water."
Xiao Lingling nodded, stood up, put on her shoes and walked out.
Fang didn't know what she was going to do, so she quickly put down the porridge and chased after her.
Xiao Lingling came all the way to the backyard. Sure enough, Zhao was watering the vegetable fields, but she moved very slowly and would raise her arm to wipe her eyes from time to time.
You didn't need to look to know that grandma was crying. She was very sad. Although she cried the least during those three days, sometimes she was so sad that she had no tears left.
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