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"Master Yang Feng, the Patriarch asked you to go over and see how the mourning hall is arranged."

Steward Wang came over to call him, with a sad expression on his face.

Yang Feng nodded, "Uncle Wang, you have worked hard all these years."

"On behalf of my father, I bow to you in thanks."

Butler Wang hastily waved his hand and stepped forward to stop him, "Master, this is impossible!"

"Old slave, this old slave can't bear it!"

Yang Feng bowed deeply, and said softly: "You can bear it!"

"Come on, let's go to the front yard."

Steward Wang wiped his tears and nodded in response. Yang Feng's deep bow deeply moved him.

After staying in the Yang family for so many years, even though he is a housekeeper, he only manages the servants and maids.

In the eyes of the family's children, he is nothing more than a house slave.

Except for Yang Yuhang, no one took him too seriously, they just shouted and shouted.

Now, Yang Feng bowed to him and thanked him, which directly sublimated his personality.

Yang Feng is the first young master of the family to bow down to someone like him who is a domestic slave!

From this moment on, Yang Feng has a lofty status and respect in his heart.

Arriving at the front yard, the funeral hall has been decorated.

The entire Yang family compound was covered with white silk.

All the red lanterns were replaced with white lantern covers.

In front of the mourning hall, the black and white tones look extraordinarily solemn.

Pines and cypresses, as well as yellow and white chrysanthemums, piled up in the mourning hall.

The funeral bed is temporarily empty, and the deceased Yang Yuhang will be carried on it later.

Seeing Yang Feng approaching, Yang Tianqi said softly, "Xiao Feng, can you see if there is anything left?"

Yang Feng shook his head, "Second Uncle has already arranged it very well, so let's leave it at that."

"I will draw up the list today and send it to the major families. The memorial service will begin at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Yang Tianqi nodded, "Well, let's get ready."

That afternoon, all the major families were shocked when they received the news of Yang Yuhang's death.

Xue Liangzhe and Nie Guoyuan talked on the phone in private.

"Old Xue, this Yang Yuhang is your son-in-law anyway."

"He died, why don't your Xue family go over to offer condolences?"

Nie Guoyuan gloated and teased.

Xue Liangzhe smiled contemptuously, "Since my daughter died in the Yang family compound that night, Yang Yuhang is no longer my son-in-law!"

"Whether he is dead or not, what does it have to do with my Xue family?!"

"Oh, so, your Xue family is not planning to go to mourn?" Nie Guoyuan asked with a chuckle.

"Going is a must. First of all, it's a matter of etiquette! My Xue family can't let outsiders see jokes and poke our backs."

Xue Liangzhe smiled contemptuously, "However, passing tomorrow is also a kind of provocation to the Yang family!"

"Because of my daughter's tragic death in the Yang family, let's take a little revenge first!"

Hahaha……

Nie Guoyuan laughed loudly, "Interesting! You are going to make trouble in other people's mourning hall!"

"Then wait and see a good show tomorrow!"

……

At night, all members of the Yang family, including the servants, changed into simple and elegant mourning clothes.

Lin Ruotong was also wearing filial piety, and accompanied Yang Feng.

Yang Yuhang was placed in the crystal coffin and placed on the coffin.

Surrounded by pines and cypresses, yellow and white chrysanthemums are dotted around.

A huge portrait hangs high in the center of the mourning hall.

"Tonight, I'm going to keep a vigil for my father here, you all go back and rest."

Yang Feng said softly.

Yang Tianqi didn't say much, and left with Steward Wang and others.

The mourning hall suddenly became deserted, only Yang Feng and Lin Ruotong stayed here.

"Go back to your room and sleep, I'll be fine here alone."

Yang Feng nodded slightly.

Lin Ruotong shook his head, "I'll stay with you!"

"In terms of status, I can also be regarded as the eldest son and daughter-in-law of the Yang family, and I am qualified to stay here to guard the spirit."

Yang Feng didn't say much, he understood Lin Ruotong's painstaking efforts.

Staying here is just to be with him and feel better.

It's not that in the dead of night, a lonely person thinking wildly will add to the sadness.

The young couple stood in front of the mourning hall, and there was a flame burning in the copper basin.

The two kept adding ingot paper money into it.

The night passed, and the two didn't communicate much, for fear that speaking loudly would disturb the undead.

That is disrespect to the dead!
After dawn, the servants came early to clean the yard, and it was very clean inside and out.

Spotless!
The main room became a mourning hall, with seats on both sides.

It is prepared for the guests who come to express their condolences.

After six o'clock, Yang Tianqi hurried over.

"Xiaofeng, Caijie is at the airport. Look..."

Yang Feng remained expressionless, "Then send someone over to pick him up, he is also father's son."

"Should rush back to send old father off for the last time!"

Yang Tianqi sighed, "I understand the truth. In today's memorial ceremony, talents are indispensable."

"I'm worried that Caijie will pursue the cause of his parents' death and won't accept our arguments easily. The Xue family... If they come to pay their respects today, we can't kick them out."

"Caijie's contact with members of the Xue family... I'm afraid it won't end well!"

Yang Feng understands Second Uncle's worry, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

But so far, there is no better way.

Yang Caijie was originally the young master of the Yang family, but he had been developing abroad all the time, so he was two years younger than him.

Yang Yuhang is not only Yang Feng's father, but also Yang Caijie's father.

There is no reason to stop Yang Caijie from returning to the Yang family.

Can't tell.

"It's still the same sentence, none of us can stop the one who should come, and the truth that should be known to him, even if we want to hide it, we can't completely hide it."

"Let's go with the flow! We can't prevent what will happen in the future, but today, no one wants to disturb the mourning hall and sow discord in the Yang family!"

Yang Feng's face was calm, and there was a firm look in his eyes.

There is also an aura of superiority that is not angry and arrogant.

Yang Tianqi let out a long breath, "Well, that's the only way to go."

"I sent someone to take Xiaojie back to Yang's house, but Xiaofeng...we'll meet up later, you two should try to be nice."

"Although they are brothers, they have never met before. If there is anything wrong with Xiaojie, please forgive me."

Yang Feng nodded, "Second Uncle, don't worry, no matter what Xiaojie says, I won't be as knowledgeable as him."

"Today is an important day to commemorate my father and see him off. No matter how big the provocation is, I will not care about it. I still have some sense of proportion."

Yang Tianqi didn't say anything more, turned around and went down to arrange someone to meet Yang Caijie at the airport.

After more than 40 minutes, Yang Caijie returned to the Yang family compound.

"dad!"

As soon as he entered, Yang Caijie burst into tears.

Steward Wang stepped forward to support him, and persuaded him, "Young master, let's go with our condolences!"

Yang Caijie burst into tears and came to the mourning hall.

Yang Feng also looked over, sizing up this half-brother.