Old Master Wu was buried in his ancestral land, next to the cenotaph of Wu Sanlang.
The place was very large, and a special spot was reserved next to the coffin for Old Zhou's wife, so that she could be buried here after she passed away.
As the coffin was placed on the ground, the eldest son smashed the basin, the grandsons filled it with soil, and the women gathered not far away, holding tree branches, dressed in mourning clothes, and weeping as they saw the old man off.
Paper houses, servants, cattle, horses, gold ingots, and so on, burned for half a stick of incense!
The elderly people nearby looked on with envy.
Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.
When Old Wu was alive, they couldn't compare to him. But now that he's dead, look at his filial sons and grandsons—they're so devoted!
As the fire burned down, the women threw their linen and cotton clothes into the flames.
The old man's clothes, shoes, and socks were mostly brand new, and the materials were all good.
If it were someone else, they would either keep it to wear or give it away.
But whether it was Da Zhou's sisters-in-law or Wu Dalang's brothers, they were all burned. These were originally meant for their father-in-law, who was comfortable and familiar with them, and would be used to using them even in the afterlife.
The tombstone was very large, and the inscription was very fluent.
Old Mrs. Zhou looked at it again and again, touched it again and again, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.
No one dared to step forward, fearing they might upset the old man.
Only after the black butterfly flew higher and higher around the tombstone and disappeared from sight did Old Zhou wipe away her tears and say in a hoarse voice:
"Alright, your father is very satisfied and tells us to rest assured. He's on his way."
Everyone fell silent, their faces filled with sorrow.
Jiang Yue gestured to her sister-in-law to go with her and help her mother back.
The others had mostly dispersed, leaving behind only their children and grandchildren.
Just as they were on their way back, the maidservant rushed over to report:
"It's terrible, Princess! The princess has gone into labor!"
"Let's go see Yao Yao."
When Old Mrs. Zhou heard that her granddaughter had started, her senses returned to her body, and she felt as if she had regained her strength, walking briskly.
The eldest Zhou woman and her sister-in-law exchanged a glance and followed suit.
The others heard this too, and quickly packed up their work, then all went to the third room...
The birth of new life can always replace the old and ease people's sadness and sorrow.
Qingyao's grief took a toll on her health, and her illness flared up a month early.
Fortunately, I had been drinking ginseng soup and other similar things for the past few days, which saved me from any serious injury.
She was in labor for two hours, until dusk, when she gave birth to a baby boy.
Little Six and Little Seven are so happy to have a younger brother.
At the same time, they also missed their father.
But lately, the elders have been very busy, and a sad atmosphere has been spreading.
Their great-grandfather seems to have passed away.
They left, went to a very, very far place.
This caused my mother great distress; she cried constantly, and then she suffered for a very long time, until she gave birth to my younger brother...
"Mother, this is Xiao Liu, and that is Xiao Qi."
"Okay, okay, just like Yao Yao, so much so."
"Mother, let's go in and see Xiao Ba."
"Why."
......
The six and seven children blinked and thought in unison, "The adult world is so complicated."
After finishing his grandfather's funeral, Qingsong slept in the house for a day and a night.
Previously, he and his third brother had traveled day and night, killing several horses in the process, and their bodies were exhausted.
Later, his grandfather passed away, and he was devastated.
Despite my grief, I finished up all the funeral arrangements for my grandfather and was completely exhausted.
When he woke up, he saw his wife and two children, and couldn't help but hug them.
Fangfang and her two children, along with her younger brother and sister-in-law, had just returned.
There was no other way; the journey was long, and the children were still young, so we couldn't rush. We had to keep stopping and starting, which took up a lot of time.
Meanwhile, they learned from the maid that their grandfather had already been buried.
well.
Upon entering the house and seeing her husband's haggard face, she couldn't bear to wake him.
The children were also sensible and didn't wake their father.
"My wife, I want it, I want it~"
"No need to say anything, I understand you. When we go back this time, let's settle the business in Jinling, and also settle the house. Let's come back as a family."
Fangfang nodded gently.
She knew, she always knew.
My husband went to Jinling to make a name for himself and earn money so that his family and she could have a better life.
Now, his grandfather's passing has instilled a sense of "fear" in him.
She knew that her husband was a filial son and a good grandson...
Similarly, she wanted to tell him that he was also a good husband and a good father!
"Yes, thank you for your understanding, my wife."
Qingsong smiled; he was very happy, extremely happy...
In the west room, Xu Miaoyun was wiping her husband, who had developed a high fever, with a towel.
The servants said that the Third Master had been working without sleep for several days, and he fell ill when he returned home during the day.
She was angry, but also heartbroken.
I'm angry that he doesn't care about his health, and I feel sorry for him treating his body like this.
"Mother, Father has lost weight."
Their son, Xiao Wu, whose full name is Wu Yifan, looks exactly like a miniature version of his husband.
This child is intelligent from a young age; despite his young age, he has already read the Four Books and Five Classics.
He's usually not very talkative, but today he showed concern for his father.
Xu Miaoyun wanted to get her son away, so she suggested:
"Yes, your father has suffered and lost weight. Go out and play with your little sisters, Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi. Your mother needs to take care of your father."
"No, my sisters are too naughty. I prefer quiet."
Wu Yifan shook his head, refusing outright.
"Do not be rude."
"Cough cough~"
Suddenly, the man in the bed woke up and scolded him in a disapproving tone.
Wu Yifan frowned and glared at his father.
He then bowed and took his leave, leaving the room without looking back.
Arguing is a waste of breath.
Disobedience is unfilial.
He decided to let it go, considering his father's illness.
"Cough cough cough~"
Qingyun coughed, feeling unwell. It wasn't a dream; his wife and children really had come.
"You've really grown up, getting angry with Xiao Wu."
Xu Miaoyun helped her husband sit down, then served him tea and water.
"Isn't it all because you spoiled him? He's so lawless."
After drinking the tea, Qingyun felt better and had the energy to argue again.
"Your race is yours."
Xu Miaoyun punched her husband hard on the back to show her dissatisfaction.
Qingyun shut up; he couldn't refute those words.
It seems that he was even worse than his son when they were children...
"The children were too exhausted on the way, so they didn't make it to see Grandpa one last time. Tomorrow, we'll take Xiao Wu to pay respects to Grandpa."
Although Xu Miaoyun didn't spend much time with her grandfather, she was fortunate enough to return to her hometown for the Spring Festival several times and received his kindness.
Furthermore, according to the villagers, the husband didn't have a good childhood, and his grandfather secretly took care of him a lot...
"Um."
Qingyun nodded, "Yes, I'll take it."
There are not many things in the world that he cares about.
Grandpa was definitely one of them.
It has occupied an important position.
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