Chapter 194
Let's put aside the investigation into the real cause of Wang Dahong's death.

Now the truth is revealed, the yamen servants have proved Chang Xi's worries are right, and the surrounding villagers are polite to Chang Xi.

Because Chang Jingui was not at home, Chang Sanshi was the one who threw bowls for Wang Dahong.

Even if the two families broke up and broke up, but when things came to an end, Chang Sanshi's family didn't care about it with Wang Dahong.

When a person dies, everything in the past turns into dust.

Because Wang Dahong died abnormally, her coffin cannot be parked in the village for ten and a half months, the government officials and Wu Zuo emphasized before leaving.

"Stay at home for at most three days. At that time, those who lived with the deceased in the old house will come back to the Yamen with me."

This statement cannot be questioned, and there is no room for change.

The yamen servant didn't stay any longer, turned around and left resolutely, not giving the village chief any room to communicate.

Chang Qin's heartstrings, which had just been loosened, suddenly lifted again.

What should she do after three days?
As soon as the yamen servant left, the others began to arrange the funeral in earnest.

Everyone was busy performing their duties, so no one paid special attention to Mrs. Qin, who was in a daze until someone asked.

"Why didn't you see Wencai? As the only grandson, he has to come out wearing sackcloth and mourning?"

Jingren roared, and everyone felt a sudden realization, and expressed their dissatisfaction one after another.

"Yes, daughter-in-law Jingui, where is your son?"

"Grandma passed away, and I didn't see him come out to kowtow to offer incense. How do you usually educate your son?"

Only then did Qin think of her son, and opened the door of her room.

Chang Xi was standing at an angle where he could see Chang Wencai covering his whole body with a sheet.

The small body is covered inside, and all you can see is wriggling like a silkworm chrysalis.

Qin Shi wanted to stretch out her hand to pull the quilt, but was caught inside the quilt, stretched out a hand and waved back: "Don't come over, don't touch me."

"Dead people, I don't want to see dead people."

Chang Qinshi seemed to be crying hard, and his voice was a little hoarse to persuade.

"Wencai, that's your grandma. She was kind to you in the past. You can't be resurrected after death. You come out to see her for the last time."

Chang Wencai resisted with all his teeth and claws, and the quilt that covered him naturally slipped down, and Chang Xi could see the hesitant look on Chang Wencai's face.

"I don't, I don't want to go out."

"Go away, I don't want to see you."

Chang Wencai's words seemed to be angry and fearful, and in the ears of adults, he was somewhat ignorant.

But he was pampered and grew up since he was a child, and when the people who followed him the most were gone, and the people with the sharpest words in the old house were gone, those village women had nothing to take care of.

"Daughter-in-law Jingui, I'm not talking about you. Chang Wen is the only kid. You should pay more attention to teaching him. Do you think he looks good now?"

Qin didn't know why, since his son first saw his mother-in-law's death in the morning, his temperament suddenly changed.

She persuaded a few more words, and Chang Wen stopped screaming.

It is said that the place where the dead are present should be solemn and solemn, and Qin Shi didn't want to make trouble like him, so the funeral cannot go on, and besides, she hasn't found a way out yet, and she doesn't want to go to jail after three days.

Qin, who was already upset, voluntarily left the room.

"Let him be quiet. It may be that grandma suddenly disappeared. He can't accept it. He will come out later."

Chang Xi just watched the door close.

The change in Chang Wencai's eyes, I don't know if others have noticed it, but she has noticed it anyway.

For example, when Chang Wencai saw Qin Shi, his eyes could not hide the uneasiness, and he regarded Qin Shi as a scourge.

He resisted so fiercely that he couldn't hear what Qin said.

But as his own mother, Qin's relationship was also very close in the past, how can he turn his face now, just turn his face?
What happened that changed Chang Wencai's attitude?

Chang Xi looked at the closed door thoughtfully, she could no longer see Chang Wencai in the room, and had no chance to observe.

Chang Ping had changed into plain clothes at this moment, and he walked over with a set of linen clothes.

"Xibao, what are you looking at? Change your clothes first."

Chang Xi came back to his senses, looked at the sackcloth filial piety dress, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he was lying on the kang dying when he first wore it.

The straw mats prepared for her are still vivid in his memory.

The words of throwing her into the river, once and for all, still lingered in her ears, and in the end she sent Wang Dahong away first.

Lamenting the impermanence of the world, she also dressed neatly.

Funeral ceremonies in the village are also simple. In fact, they can do as much money as they have.

It can be said that Chang Sanshi's family paid for Wang Dahong's funeral this time, and it was a busy schedule.

Apart from crying and complaining that Chang Jingui hadn't come back, the Qin family begged Chang Wen to come out and kowtow to grandma the rest of the time.

Two days passed in a flash.

During the period, Chang Xi secretly took her elder brother and younger brother to eat some vegetarian wraps together.

And her parents really didn't eat a single rice, they just drank a few sips of water.

She knew that in ancient times, filial piety was heaven.

Maybe her mother didn't want to be so hungry, but her father's true feelings were there, and her mother had to follow along. After all, husband and wife advance and retreat together? !

When the grandfather's family heard the news and rushed over, they saw Wen Furong's haggard face, which made Wen's family who came to the funeral very distressed.

Wen Tian and Wen Yuan held Wen Furong's hand from left to right.

Chang Xi sat beside them quietly, listening to them talking to their mother.

"I didn't expect my old in-laws to leave so suddenly. I wasn't prepared for it at all. Furong, don't burn yourself out."

Mrs. Wentian explained in detail: "That child has a real heart. Even if the stepmother has a son and treats him badly, he will still be filial to him."

"Hey, if you have the chance, you should persuade Sanshi more."

Wen Furong kept nodding her head, and answered in a muffled voice with red eyes.

The second aunt at the side, Wen Yuanshi, had a complicated expression, and talked about other things worriedly.

"The dead are gone, we living people have to keep looking forward, don't we?"

"Oh, the woman's family sent me a message about the matter that your family usually sees. It has been agreed with your family, and I am planning to come to announce the good news."

"As a result, you can see that this matter has caused a lot of trouble. Although it's broken, there are always many taboos and inconveniences in wearing mourning."

Wen Yuanshi laid the groundwork first, then looked at Wen Furong's face, and said slowly: "Changping's marriage, I'm afraid it will be delayed."

"But if both of you intend to get married, I think you can exchange engagement gifts and Geng Tie in a low-key manner first."

"After three years, your family will have a filial piety period. At that time, the children will only be 17 years old, and they will just get married."

"But if you want to have a grandson two years later, you have to think carefully about it. If this marriage is a mess, wait until Chang Ping is 17 years old to see each other again, I'm afraid it will be delayed until his 20s to have a child."

"Besides, it's a pity that such a good girl is taken away by someone else, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)

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