After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

But she still didn't think that Zhu County Cheng and Zhao County Magistrate dared to kill her.

Her son is the Marquis of Yong'an!

Although she has severed ties with her son, she feels that if it comes to a life-or-death situation, her son will never leave her alone.

So she just waited, waiting for herself to be let out, and locking her in now was just for others to see.

Lin Lanjuan concentrated on thinking about using her son's strength to avoid the crime of murder.

But she forgot the hatred that surged in her heart when Zhu Zhishan protected Zhu Zhichun before.

Late at night, a certain house in Wangjia Village was still brightly lit.

Wang Yushu sat on the threshold of the hall, staring blankly into the night, his gray hair standing out in the dim light.

There are two coffins behind them, the man on the left and the woman on the right against the wall. There is a wreath in front of the coffin. In front of the wreath is an offering table with oil lamps and white candles, as well as white rice and a piece of meat for worship.

Although Widow Yang had not been with Wang Ronghua for a long time, Wang Yushu decided to bury her and her son together.

No matter what, they were considered husband and wife, and Widow Yang was pregnant with their children and grandchildren.

Wang Ronghua is still young and will inevitably be lonely on the road to hell. Now it is good to have Yang Narcissus as a companion.

His death before was originally because of her. Now that he is fine and she has gone to accompany him, the previous things can be wiped out.

"Grandpa, drink water."

Wang Dahua was dressed in mourning clothes and handed the water to Wang Yushu in a sensible manner.

Wang Yushu came back to his senses and glanced at his only granddaughter. His dull expression changed slightly.

Maybe it had been too long since he had spoken. He had been sitting here almost all night, and whenever he opened his mouth, phlegm was stuck in his throat. He cleared his throat and then said in a hoarse voice:

"I won't drink. You've been watching all night. Go to bed!"

Wang Dahua's heart was full of secret joy. Never had her grandfather spoken to her so gently in the past.

Now that the whole family is dead and only the two of them are left to depend on each other, she doesn't believe that her grandfather can still treat her like he used to.

"Grandpa, I'm not sleepy. Xiaohua's surname is Du now. I am my father's only daughter. I want to keep vigil for my father." Wang Dahua said very sensibly.

Wang Yushu smiled happily after hearing this.

"Okay, good boy, your father now has only one daughter left for you. You will pass on the incense to your father in the future. When you grow up, grandpa will recruit a son-in-law for you."

The second room definitely doesn't need to be taken care of by him now, but the second room will definitely not return to this small Wangjia Village in the future.

The incense in the first room cannot be cut off, and he cannot leave his grave unattended for a hundred years. He does not dare to count on the second room, so after all, someone has to guard this place.

Wang Xiaohua has moved out of her household registration and changed her surname to Du, so there is only one child left in the family, Wang Dahua.

If she could recruit a son-in-law, her ancestral graves would not be overgrown with weeds and no one would sweep them.

Wang Yushu had planned everything, and after taking care of the funeral, he still had more than a hundred taels of silver in his hand. The farmers would naturally not worry about starving to death, and the remaining money would definitely be enough for Wang Dahua to recruit a son-in-law.

Wang Dahua lowered his head and said nothing obediently.

But she was thinking in her heart that after giving birth to a son, she would not be the only one to carry on the family line in the end, so a girl could do the same.

From now on, everything in this family will belong to her, including the house, money, and land.

Although she is still young, under the influence of her family, she has become different from her peers. She understands everything.

She looked back at Yang Shuixian's coffin, her eyes full of pride.

She still remembered that Widow Yang said that this house belonged to her and the child in her belly, but now it was all hers.

The light of morning broke through the night, and the sky gradually became brighter, accompanied by the chirping of birds from time to time.

The air in the morning is always fresh. Wang Yushu stood up holding on to the wall. His whole body was stiff and painful, and his waist seemed to be broken.

Wang Dahua sat on the chair in the main room and fell asleep. Wang Yushu took a coat and gently covered her body, then lit the coffins on both sides with incense, and then left the main room and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Yesterday, the neighbors prepared more than a dozen tables of meals, but everyone was driven away by Lin Lanjuan, and the dishes were still placed in the kitchen.

Fortunately, the weather is not very hot now, so this dish will not go rancid if left for a few days.

It's just a pity that so many dishes are going to waste, and many of them are meat dishes.

A banquet is held in the village when a person dies, and people from the same clan in the village are invited to eat together. Similarly, people from the same clan must also come to help unconditionally.

Today is the third day since Wang Ronghua's death. I'm afraid this will be the most deserted funeral for them.

Wang Yushu stood at the door of the kitchen, thinking about it in his mind.

A person comes to this world once, and as soon as he is born, a cannon will be fired at the door to inform everyone. After that, there will be three dynasties, a full moon, a hundred-day birthday, and a birthday that happens once every ten years. These all need to be celebrated.

Now that a person is dead, how can he just go away quietly? After all, it still has to be lively.

So he closed the kitchen door and went straight out, preparing to go door to door asking for help.

How can we organize a funeral without anyone to help?

Someone needs to dig the graves on the mountain, carry the coffin, cook the food for the banquet, set off the firecrackers all the way up the mountain, carry wreaths, report the funeral, etc.

Wang Yushu went to the house next door first.

Rural people get up early, and almost every household is up.

Wang Yushu did not enter the courtyard, but knelt directly at the door of the courtyard. There was a funeral at home and he could not enter other people's homes.

He shouted to the people in the courtyard, "I offended a lot of people yesterday. Today I am here to apologize. I hope you can forgive my old lady for her rudeness yesterday."

People have done this, what else can they say, Mrs. Song immediately said: "Okay, okay, it's such a big thing, get up quickly, I will go to your house to help now!"

In this way, Wang Yushu knelt down and apologized from door to door, asking for help.

Although what happened yesterday was very irritating, in the countryside, any grudges must be put aside in the face of a funeral.

For example, if two families have a blood feud, you don't have to go to weddings or anything like that, but you must attend funerals uninvited. This is the rule and custom.

Because everyone has an elderly person at home, everyone will have such a day.

When Wang Yushu knelt down to invite everyone, his knees were turning blue. In addition, he had not slept all night and sat on the threshold all night. He looked very tired, as if he would faint in the next moment.

When he returned home again, the house was already bustling.

Wang Dahua stood at the door of the hall. As soon as she saw Wang Yushu coming back, she went up to him and supported him lovingly.

"Grandpa, where have you been??"

Now Wang Yushu is her only support.