Female heirs have less right to marry and need to be married

Chapter 135 It's not that I don't want it, it's that I dare not want it

"slowly!"

Ji's mother shouted her name angrily. It seemed that she was out of breath to be able to use such a high decibel. Ji Yunran sneered in her heart: Does Mrs. Ji really care about herself, or is she angry because she didn't fulfill her wish to adopt her daughter?

"Ran Ran, why are you so stubborn, can't you listen to other people's opinions? I am your mother, and you are the meat that fell from me. Can I still harm you?
The most important thing for a woman is to marry a good man. What kind of good man can those married men have? "

Ji Yunran looked at Ji's mother, and Ji's mother's eyes were sincere. If there were no hurts and neglects in the past, Ji Yunran would really believe her words and be moved by her.

It's a pity that she said so much nonsense, but for her adopted daughter.

"I will not let my father's life's hard work fall into the hands of irrelevant people!" Ji Yunran replied resolutely.

"Ran Ran, Xixi is also your sister, how can she be considered an outsider?

Why can't you two sisters live in peace? " Ji's mother looked at her with reproach in her eyes, as if she and Ji Yunxi's discord was all caused by her.

"Grandma, I've rested, and I'll stay with Dad in the mourning hall." She didn't want to say a word to Ji's mother, and she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt.

Grandma held her hand and refused to let her go, and said, "Your father is going to have a funeral tomorrow, so you should rest well today. You are his eldest daughter, and you will be throwing pots for your father tomorrow."

"Falling pots" means smashing the earthen pots used for offering sacrifices and burning paper before the spirit.

This basin is called "Yin Yang basin", commonly known as "Mourning basin", but it is also called "Auspicious basin".

This ceremony is very important. The person who throws the basin is usually the eldest son or grandson of the deceased, who is very close to him. If he has no children and grandchildren, and someone else has to throw the basin, this ceremony will make the relationship between the person who throws the basin and the deceased worse. Get closer, and even establish a property inheritance relationship.

The smashing pot should be broken once, and the more broken the better, because according to the custom, this pot is the pot of the deceased, and the more broken it is, the easier it is for the deceased to carry.

As soon as the clay basin fell, the bearer raised the bar, and the funeral was officially held.

Grandma made Ji Yunran throw the basin, also telling outsiders about Ji Yunran's status in Ji's family.After all, Ji Yunran is young, she is still a girl, and her grandma must support her behind her back.

"Grandma, I see."

Yes, she can't collapse, she must persevere until the end.

"Good boy, I've wronged you." Grandma wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, and patted Ji Yunran's hand lightly, full of guilt for this eldest granddaughter.

Ji Yunran smiled lightly, "This is what I want, I don't feel wronged!"

"Ran Ran, don't regret it!"

Ji's mother looked at her daughter with disappointment in her eyes. She really wasn't raised by her side, even if she was her own daughter, so what, it's not that she didn't kiss her.On the contrary, there is no blood relationship, and the adopted daughter who has been raised since childhood is more close to her heart.

"I won't regret it!" Ji Yunran said firmly.

Ji's mother fled away angrily, but Ji Yunran remained expressionless.

The relationship between the two mothers and daughters is so rigid and alienated, which is not what grandma likes to see. Looking at Ji Yunran's overly stubborn face, grandma sighed softly and advised,

"Ran Ran, she is your mother after all!..."

"Grandma, I'm tired..."

Ji Yunran lay down, with her back to grandma, and raised the quilt to cover half of her face, she didn't want to talk about it with anyone.

Hey... Another old sigh. When did the strong grandma sigh so easily.

With the sound of closing the door gently, tears welled up in Ji Yunran's dry eyes again, and she said in a voice that only she could hear: "It's not that I don't want it, it's that I can't get it again and again, so I don't dare to ask for it again." .

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"Yun Ran, wake up, it's time to get up..."

Xiangxiang came to Ji Yunran's room and woke her up. After waking her up for a long time, Ji Yunran woke up, opened her eyes, and looked blankly at the dark weather outside the window.

"What time is it?" she asked hoarsely.

Kaka, rumbling... A thunderous sound tore through the sky, and the rain fell. Ji Yunran heard the shouting and bustle in the yard. On the day of his father's funeral, it rained so heavily.

"It's seven o'clock in the morning."

"What? Seven o'clock! It's so late?"

Ji Yunran only felt that she had just squinted for a while, but she didn't expect that she slept for so long.There was a sudden strong wind outside, and the sky was overcast, like a dark night, blurring the boundaries between day and night.

"Isn't there going to be a funeral today? How can such bad weather be good?" Xiangxiang said worriedly.

Weddings and funerals in Yinlong City are very particular. Don't say that it's just a strong wind and rain outside at the moment, even if there is hail and knives outside, the time for the funeral has come, and the dead should be buried in peace. auspicious.

"How's Jubao?"

"I've been getting angry recently, and I've eaten less food."

I don't know if it's because of acclimatization, but after Juanbao came to Yinlong City, he started to get angry, his appetite became smaller, and his chubby face became thinner, which made Xiangxiang cry from distress.

"I can't take care of her recently, so you help me take good care of her. There are a lot of people in the family recently, so you stay in your room with Juanbao, and try not to go out." Ji Yunran explained worriedly.

"OK, all right."

Ji Yunran wanted to see her daughter very much, but she got up late and really didn't have time.

Today is the big day of the funeral, Ji Yunran still has to wear hemp and mourning.According to the customs of Yinlong City, Ji Yunran will be dressed in white from head to toe today, with unbound clothes and a hemp rope tied around his waist.

Xiangxiang took Ji Yunran's white filial hat, put it on for her, and helped her tidy up her clothes. When she accidentally touched her hand, she found that her hand was cold and her face was sick.

"Yun Ran, you need to take care of your health."

The people who came to the funeral all said their condolences to her, but this kind of thing didn't happen to her, so naturally she couldn't feel the pain of losing a loved one.

Ji's father is Ji Yunran's only warmth in Ji's house, and now this warmth has disappeared, Ji Yunran only feels cold, from head to toe.

Walking out of the room, a gust of hair rushed towards her face, and Ji Yunran's filial hat was almost blown away. She pressed it with her hand to block the strong wind.

Ji's house is a century-old house. At this moment, there are white flags and busy people in white clothes. The sky is gloomy and gloomy. The whole Ji's house gives people a gloomy feeling.

"Miss, go and persuade the old lady. The weather is so bad today, and the old lady insists on attending the funeral."

Mingfei couldn't persuade the old lady by herself, she had been waiting for Ji Yunran, and now only Ji Yunran could persuade the old lady.

"Grandma is going, just go."

(End of this chapter)