Li Rao lay peacefully in the coffin with her eyes closed. Her clothes were clean and free of bloodstains, indicating that someone had taken special care of her.
Sun Lan was sobbing softly beside her, the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella making Li Ru inexplicably irritable.
She couldn't help but glance at Sun Lan, who was now crying bitterly, a stark contrast to her previous sharp tongue.
It doesn't look like acting at all!
But Li Rao died so easily?
Li Ruo felt something was off no matter how she thought about it. She looked around and glanced at the expressions of the people around her, but she couldn't find anything amiss.
Just then, Sun Lan suddenly spoke up.
Perhaps because she had been crying for a long time, her voice was very hoarse: "Li Ruo, let's put flowers on Rao Rao's table."
Upon hearing this, Li Ruo realized what was happening and placed the flowers in her hand next to Li Rao's.
Just then, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
Li Rao had nail polish on her fingers. Although it was a plain color and very light, she could still tell at a glance.
Normally, pregnant women shouldn't get their nails done, but Li Rao valued this pregnancy extremely much, and almost immediately after finding out she was pregnant, she stopped getting her favorite manicures.
How come there are such thick nails on the corpse?
Thinking this, Li Ruo narrowed her eyes and casually asked, "Why is Rao Rao requesting burial? Shouldn't she be cremated instead of buried in a cemetery?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Lan was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized: "It was Rao Rao's request. She said that cremation would mean losing everything, while burial would at least leave some semblance of burial."
"Rao Rao was giving birth in the delivery room at the time, how could this happen..."
Li Ruo was somewhat surprised and immediately spoke up.
"It was her attending physician, Dr. Zhao, who said that Rao'er passed away right after saying those words, and I didn't even get to see her one last time."
As she spoke, Sun Lan began to sob.
Seeing this, Li Ru frowned and was about to speak when Li Daocheng suddenly walked over.
"Alright, stop crying. Let Rao'er rest in peace."
Sun Lan paused, glanced reluctantly at the person in the coffin, then nodded with red and swollen eyes, and left the coffin with Li Daocheng's help.
Upon hearing this, even though Li Ruo had many doubts in her mind, she still stood up and slowly took a few steps back.
Soon, the funeral began.
After the staff covered the coffin, they carried Li Rao toward the pit behind it.
Because of the rain, a lot of water had accumulated in the pit, mixed with the mud, making it look particularly murky.
After the coffin was placed inside, shovelful after shovelful of soil was added, and gradually, the coffin was buried.
After doing all that, the staff sprinkled some flower seeds on top.
This is a custom in this cemetery; the following year, vibrant flowers will bloom on that empty plot of land, a custom known as "sleeping with flowers."
After all this was done, the team that Old Master Wen had invited immediately began playing mournful music.
According to the procedure, everyone should place flowers in front of the tombstone.
As a light drizzle fell, the crowd lined up, received white chrysanthemums from the staff, and then walked toward the tombstone.
Because they were arranged according to seniority, Li Ruo naturally ended up walking with Wen Huaiyan and the others.
Upon seeing Li Ruo approaching, Wen Zhi immediately snorted coldly, then revealed a look of disgust: "Brother, I don't want to walk next to her."
Hearing her undisguised rejection, Li Ruo smiled calmly and glanced at her indifferently: "Does Miss Wen think I want to be with you?"
"you……"
Enraged by Li Ruo's casual remark, Wen Zhi pointed her finger at Li Ruo, her eyes turning red.
Seeing that she was about to explode, Wen Huaiyan, who had been silent all along, turned cold: "Alright, stop making a scene. Don't you even know what kind of occasion this is?"
Sensing the coldness in his voice, Wen Zhi clenched her fists immediately.
She glared fiercely at Li Ruo, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.
As the crowd moved forward, they soon arrived at Li Rao's tombstone.
There were already quite a few flowers on the ground, their petals falling to the ground under the patter of the rain.
Looking at the name on the tombstone, a strange feeling resurfaced in Li Ruo's heart, and she couldn't help but think of the hands she had just seen.
Just as she was pondering, Wen Zhi sneered and said, "Your sister isn't much better."
Upon hearing the woman's sudden remark, Li Ruo frowned: "What do you mean?"
Wen Zhi slightly raised her head, put down the chrysanthemums in her hand, stood up, and looked down at Li Ruo: "You're not even sad that your sister died? Is this how a sister should act? I really don't understand how your brother could be interested in such a cold-blooded and heartless woman like you."
Facing the woman's mocking gaze, Li Ruo took a deep breath and placed the flowers next to hers: "So, according to Miss Wen, I also have to cry my heart out to express my sadness? Isn't that a bit too much? Besides, in this situation, shouldn't Miss Wen also cry to express her grief? After all, my sister is the daughter-in-law that Grandpa Wen has chosen."
Unexpectedly, Li Ruo was so sharp-tongued. Wen Zhi's expression changed, and her anger rose again.
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