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"That's what I said, but what if there is an eventuality?" Xu Liudi was afraid, holding Zhuna's hand, looking left and right, and saw that Zhuna's face looked good, and she really didn't look uncomfortable at all. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jin Si and others also looked at Jin Laibao, Jin Er, and Zou with blame, blaming them for bringing back the pregnant Zhu Na.

Jin Laibao and Jin Erzou didn't argue, and focused on the Buddhist hall where they were performing rituals.

"I insisted on coming back." Zhuna explained for her husband and parents-in-law, "They have persuaded me, but I insist on coming back, and they really can't get me to do anything else."

"Since we have returned safely, there is no need to say these words anymore." Yuan Bao said, "You should go in first to pay homage to grandma."

"Hey! That's right! Yuan Bao is right, let's not stand here stupidly, let's go in quickly." Xu Liudi realized it later and greeted.

The four of them, Jin Er Zou and Jin Lai Baozhu Na, entered the Buddhist hall and knelt down in front of Miao's tablet.

Jin Er Zou's family was crying so hard that they were holding each other on the verge of collapse.

Jin Laibao knelt straight with his hands on his thighs, his head lowered, and tears kept falling down.

"Okay, your grandma must have known about your filial piety under Jiuquan." Xu Liudi did not dare to let Zhuna kneel for a long time. She came to Zhuna's side and stretched out her hand to help Zhuna up.

Zhu Na didn't use useless politeness and stood up obediently.

Zhu Na's face was also full of tears. Although she didn't spend much time with Miao, in her heart, Miao was an amiable and respectable elder.

The most important thing is that she knows Miao's position in the hearts of Jin Laibao, Yuanbao and others, and knows how serious Miao's death is to the Jin family.

Zhuna was helped to the side by Xu Liudi and sat down, while Jin Erzou and Jin Laibao continued to kneel on the futon and cry bitterly.

No one in the Jin family tried to persuade them, because everyone knew that such a long kneeling could alleviate the regret and guilt in their hearts for not being able to see Miao for the last time.

It wasn't until the Wuqi ritual was completed and the monks who performed the ritual left, that Jin Er and the others knelt down on the futon with a dull expression, as if they had shed all the tears they had accumulated over the past few days.

"Second uncle, second uncle's mother, eldest brother, please get up." Yuanbao came behind the three of them and advised them, "You must be very tired after rushing back from Liangzhou. You go back and have a good rest today. , tomorrow I will go to worship my grandma's grave with my best appearance. Jin Er nodded, sniffed, and weakly helped Zou beside him, trying to get up.

Seeing this, Yuan Bao immediately looked at the servants waiting on both sides.

The servants understood and immediately came forward quickly to help Jin Er and others up.

The next day, everyone from the Jin family went out of the city to pay homage to the Miao family.

After the paper money is burned, the ashes float away in the wind.

Jin Da stood aside with his hands behind his hands, looking at Miao's tombstone, and suddenly said: "When the Qingming Festival next year, I don't care where you are or what important things you have at hand, then our family will be in good order. , come and worship at the grave."

"Yeah!" Everyone responded in unison without saying anything.

During Miao's lifetime, everyone in the family was always unable to get together because of one thing or another.

Now that Mr. Miao is dead, his family members have rushed back from all over the world, but they still can't get together.

As the eldest son, Jin Da feels that he should fulfill his mother's wish during her lifetime, even if the date is next year.

After returning to Lanzhou, everyone in the Jin family gathered at the Marquis Mansion.

"Brother, when you came back from Liangzhou, did you send a letter to the capital to inform His Majesty?" Jin Xibao thought of something and suddenly asked Jin Laibao seriously.

Jin Laibao touched his nose, and his voice was still hoarse after crying in great sorrow: "There is no time."

(End of this chapter)