As soon as the carriage in the Song Mansion appeared, someone came up to us. This time, except for the woman in charge, Jiang Fulai also accompanied him in person. He went up to greet the people and said aloofly and sarcastically. When the other party learned that Song Ci was coming to pay his respects in person, he did not dare to neglect him. He came to the carriage and bowed respectfully to thank and welcome him.

After negotiations, the car started to move around again and stopped after a moment.

"The car can only get here. The Lady of Labor has to get off the car and walk into the mansion. When she entered the door, she had a sedan chair for her transportation."

Song Ci didn't show off his airs. He held Nanshan's hand and stepped on the stool to get off the car. He saw white like snow, white lanterns, white banners, white towels and clothes, and his eyes were as if he couldn't stand it.

The person who welcomed Song Ci and his party was the legitimate son of the second wife of the Fan family. He was known as the second wife of Fan and his wife Fan Cheng. They both knelt down to welcome the guests who came to pay their respects.

Mrs. Song and Jiang also walked up, followed Song Ci and entered the mansion together.

Mrs. Fan passed away, and many guests came to pay their respects, and even more expensive ones. People like Song Ci, who are of the same level as Mrs. Fan, can only nod and show their heads when others see her.

Song Ci also saw many familiar faces, but the occasion was wrong and everyone didn't have a good time to greet each other. He just nodded to each other and had seen the greetings, and there were not many smiles.

"Mother, you have this handkerchief soaked in ginger." Jiang put a handkerchief into Song Ci's hand and whispered in her ear.

Song Ci twitched the corner of her mouth, looked down at the white handkerchief on her hand, and oh, the handkerchief soaked with ginger and spicy food still appeared. After wiping it gently, tears were pouring down from rain, and it was a must-have artifact for funerals and mourning.

But does Song Ci need it?

She is a dedicated actor, just a crying scene. She doesn't need such a magic weapon? She doesn't have the energy to open her eyes and will get inflammation.

"No need." Song Ci handed it back.

Jiang's: "..."

Well, my mother-in-law is also an older person after all. When she saw this scene, she was afraid that she would feel sad and she would cry easily.

Song Ci didn't know his wife's complaints, so he followed Xinma who led the way to the second gate and went to the mourning hall again.

"Listen to the sound of chanting the scriptures, I am afraid that a hundred monks and Taoists have been invited to save Namo." Mrs. Song said in a low voice.

Song Ci and his party arrived at the mourning hall, and a filial son and grandson knelt down to welcome the guests to the mourning hall to worship.

When you enter the mourning hall, you are still covered in white, with smoke, and the smell of burning paper money, as well as the crying of filial sons and grandsons.

Mrs. Fan also lived in the same family for five generations during her lifetime. Now she died. In the mourning hall, there were filial sons and grandchildren kneeling together and cried together. The decibels were simply placed with a loudspeaker close to her eardrums.

Song Ci had already sorted out her facial expressions since she stepped into the mourning hall, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was holding back her sobbing.

A deacon sang his identity and surname, then led Song Ci and others to the church, personally ignited three incense sticks and handed them to Song Ci, and paid a visit to the spiritual position.

Song Ci didn't have to kowtow, but Mrs. Song and Jiang two juniors kowtowed and burned incense.

He twisted the incense and personally inserted it into the incense burner full of incense. It was full of high-quality sandalwood, but Song Ci felt that the smell of the fragrance was so strong that it was so intense that it was so dizzy that it made people vomit and dizzy.

In front of the dead spirit, she didn't dare to complain in her heart, and just silently said to the old lady, her soul returned to the heavenly palace.

"Please give a look at the remains."

Song Ci's hands and feet stiffened, is there such a way?
Chapter completed!