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The busy tone and the repeated mechanical female voice kept ringing on the phone, which made people feel more and more uneasy.

……

At this time, Yan Jiu was sending Zheng Ping's coffin back to the cemetery at the Zhai's old house in the suburbs for burial together with the members of the Zhai family.

The Zhai family's old house in the suburbs.

"Mom, it's so big here."

Yan Xiaoxi was held by Yan Jiu's side, and she looked at the Zhai family's ancestral hall with her two big eyes.

The Zhai family started out as a businessman, and it has a history of a hundred years. Tracing back to the origin, the ancestors are a family of generals and ministers, which is not a small family.

Although they have moved to the urban area, the old house will be repaired every year. The two elders of the Zhai family also come back to worship their ancestors every year. There is also a special person to clean the ancestral hall every month. When you step here, you can see the profoundness left by time. imprint.

Yan Jiu looked down at Yan Xiaoxi, her voice was soft and hoarse, "Yes, this is the place where our ancestors lived."

"Did grandma grow up here too?"

Yan Jiu looked up at the old house full of historical traces, nodded slowly, "I think it should be."

Yan Xiaoxi shook her head and smiled, "Then grandma and the ancestors must have become stars in the sky, and they will come out to see us with blinking eyes every day!"

The words in the child's mouth were full of innocence, which could make people feel happy. Xu Lianzhi, who was standing by the side, couldn't help lowering her head, her eyebrows curved, and she looked at Yan Xiaoxi very kindly, "If one day grandma becomes a star, little Can Xi recognize my grandmother?"

"Of course!" Yan Xiaoxi said while dancing, "Grandma must be the biggest and brightest one!"

When Xu Lianzhi heard this, she smiled even more.

Although it sounds like a joke, the meaning is not so good, and it is not suitable to say in a place like the ancestral hall. Yan Jiu just wanted to stop Yan Xiaoxi, and then heard the little girl's baby voice, "But the sky is too big!" It’s cold, and there’s no one to talk to, so it’s definitely going to be very lonely, so grandma shouldn’t become a star, so that Xiao Xi can often come to grandma to play.”

Yan Jiu looked at her daughter's soft head in surprise, and laughed a little in her heart. She almost forgot that although Xiao Xi is young, she understands many things, and she can understand without telling her.

Becoming a star shining in the sky is a kind of parting that can no longer be seen again. No matter how beautifully decorated, death is essentially a very sad thing.

Xu Lianzhi felt that Yan Xiaoxi was smart and sensible, not to mention how much she liked her.

The matters of worshiping the ancestors are all arranged by the servants brought over. In the past, Xu Lianzhi would do it by himself, but now he is getting older, and he is very slow to do things. His physical strength is simply too much, so he can only borrow servants Do it with your own hands, and arrange it by yourself.

Yan Jiu wanted to help, but Xu Lianzhi didn't want her to follow her busy schedule, so she stayed by her side to talk.

The ancestral hall was almost busy, and several people returned to the main hall. Worshiping ancestors is a major family event, so most of the Zhai family members were present. At a glance, Yan Jiu still felt that there were quite a few new faces.

As for Yan Jiu who suddenly appeared at the ancestor worship ceremony this year, most people didn't have any impression. They just knew that she was the daughter of the late Zhai Shuyun.

"This is Shu Yun's daughter, she's already this old."

"Do you know me? I'm your mother's distant cousin. I've never seen it before at the ancestor worship ceremony. Did you just come back this year?"

"You lived there before? Why haven't you heard anything for so many years?"

"That's the daughter next to her? Are you married? When did it happen?"

"..."

A series of questions, I don't know whether it is gossip, concern, or household registration.

Yan Jiu was at a loss in an instant, no matter how many years she practiced, she still couldn't respond to the greetings from her seven aunts and eight aunts.

What's more, she can't even call these people by their names, and the introductions are only distant relatives who can barely get together with eighteen poles.

To put it bluntly, when we came to the ancestor worship ceremony, we all fell in love with what the Zhai family could offer, even a little bit of benefits, and what Yan Jiu was worst at was dealing with such people.

But fortunately, someone gave her a hand. As soon as she appeared, Zhai Yingjiang called her to sit beside her. The importance of it still made many people change their faces, but no one raised anything about it.

Seeing Zhai Yingjiang and Yan Jiu talking, those curious voices disappeared, which made Yan Jiu heave a sigh of relief.

Yan Jiu was here to accompany the two elders of the Zhai family to deal with a large group of people who couldn't even name their families, so they couldn't spare any free time.

And she put it in the bag in the lounge, the phone screen lit up again, and the screen also showed an incoming call from Qi Xiuzhe. The missed call, the screen went dark again, as if nothing had happened.

……

After Zheng Ping was buried, the two elders of the Zhai family couldn't bear the pain of the white-haired man giving away the black-haired man, and left early. Only Yan Jiu wanted to visit the old house where her mother lived when she was a child.

Zhai Shufan was reluctant to part with Zheng Ping, so he sat by her grave and did not leave.

Seeing Yan Jiu looking around, Zhai Shufan asked casually, "Yan Jiu, Pingping was buried today, do you really have no resentment towards her? Now it's just you and me here, if you have something on your mind, you can say it directly. "

"No." Yan Jiu showed her a gentle smile, "Second Aunt, Zheng Ping is actually not a bad person, but a bit arrogant, and now she has given her life because of what she did. I still say that, people die. It's all over."

"Can a dead person really pass through? What about the living?"

"The living must live a good life in order to comfort the souls of the dead."

"Comfort the souls of the dead? Pingping died so miserably, and suffered a great deal of harm during her lifetime, how can she comfort..."

Zhai Shufan asked bitterly.

Yan Jiu nodded, "She must also hope that you can live a good life, together with her share."

"really?"

Zhai Shufan looked back at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone. The girl on it was young and beautiful, showing a sweet smile, and her tears fell again.

"Yan Jiu, do you know? Pingping was very scared when I went back to Zhai's house with me when she was a child, and she hugged me and cried every night, but during the day she still smiled sweetly and went to grandpa and grandma to say hello..."

Saying that, she stood up and pointed to the old building not far away, and Yan Jiu followed the direction of her finger.

It was an old wooden building with mortise and tenon structure, and the outside was covered with verdant ivy. It had not been lived in for many years.