Lin Zimu

The funeral of Lin Dalang and Li Jiaoniang was very brief.According to the custom in the village, when someone dies, there will be a three-day funeral and two days and two nights for monks to chant sutras.But regardless of whether it is a funeral or inviting monks to recite scriptures, money is needed, but both Lin Dalang and Li Jiaoniang are dead, and no one will pay the money.

So the funeral and asking monks to chant scriptures are all omitted.

All the relatives decided together that the two of them were buried directly, and the funeral expenses of condolences were used.However, there is no grave.Lin Dalang and Li Jiaoniang are still young, so of course they won't build a grave so early, so where are they buried?

So, he was buried in the tombs of Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin.

The mountain was a bit high, and Lin Zisen supported Lin Zimu to go to the funeral. Along the way, the crying of the children made people very sad.Lin Dalang and Li Jiaoniang are gone, and Lin Zimu, who is only five years old, is left.

I went to the funeral in the morning and came back after nine o'clock.

Lin Zimu's body was cold from crying, and his face was haggard. On the way back, Lin Zisen carried him home.When he got home, Lin Zimu had fallen asleep crying. From yesterday morning to this morning, Lin Zimu had been crying while guarding his parents' corpses, and now he couldn't support himself anymore.

Lin Sanlang carried Lin Zimu from his son's back to the bed, and sighed as he saw how Lin Zimu was still crying even though he was asleep.

"Now Dalang and Jiaoniang are dead, what will Zimu do in the future?" Lin Zimu's second aunt said.Li Jiaoniang has three older brothers and one older sister.

"Although Da Lang and Jiao Niang are dead, Zimu is a descendant of the Lin family, so of course Da Lang's parents took care of him," said the aunt.

"This aunt, don't talk nonsense." Grandma Lin said, "Our whole village knows that before Jiaoniang was handed over to Dalang, there was an engagement. Gentle, this tree is clearly not Da Lang's child."

"How do you talk?" The aunt frowned, "You are an elder, why do you speak so irrelevantly?"

"What's wrong with my mother?" the eldest aunt said, the eldest aunt was a bit bitter and mean, "We all know that when Jiao Niang married Da Lang, it was your natal family who posted it against her. Doesn't this clearly show that there is a problem?"

"Your Lin family is really unreasonable." The aunt was furious, seeing the faces of these people, why didn't they say this when they took the money from Jiao Niang's marriage?

"Hi, you Li family, why didn't you take Zimu in?" Grandma Lin asked back.

Immediately, the second aunt and the first aunt fell silent.These days, no one’s family’s conditions are good, and they have two children in their family. Although it’s okay for Lin Zimu to eat a mouthful, raising a child is not just a matter of eating a mouthful. All kinds of medical expenses are needed for illness.

After all, it is not like my own family, this unconditional support, after all, there is no such selflessness in my heart.

The aunts didn't speak, so the uncle naturally wouldn't call the shots.Lin Zimu's first uncle and second uncle's house are both run by his aunt.Even if the first and second uncles want to help Zimu, the word "raise" is still not so close to them as brother and sister.

At this time, the little uncle stood up, and he smoked a cigarette. The little uncle's house is the master of the little uncle.However, among all Li Jiaoniang's brothers and sisters, the condition of the little uncle's family is the worst.It was even worse than Lin Dalang's family back then. Every time during the New Year, the little uncle always borrowed some New Year's expenses from Li Jiaoniang.

"How much is the favor for my sister and brother-in-law's funeral?" He asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask this?" Grandma Lin's eyes widened. "This is the funeral expenses of my son and wife, but it has nothing to do with your Li family."

"Mother-in-law, I will give you three points of face, and you don't take yourself seriously." The little uncle 168 is a little short, but his thick eyebrows are frowned, and he is a bit fierce, "Calculate how much money is left , see how old you can adopt Zimu, and use Zimu's parents' funeral expenses to support him, what nonsense are you talking about?"

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