Regarding Liu's arrangements and ideas, Yang Ruoqing opened her mouth several times, but in the end she never made a firm negative sound.

As Liu said herself, she is Kang Xiaozi's biological mother, and it is impossible for her to harm Kang Xiaozi.

As for that pockmarked girl...

"Fourth Aunt, I suggest that you'd better let Mr. Kang know about this matter first, otherwise it will be embarrassing if he doesn't listen to your arrangements on the spot."

Mrs. Liu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "That's okay too!"

"Oh, by the way, Qing'er, I have something else to ask you."

Yang Ruoqing was really helpless. After a short carriage ride, all she had left was to answer questions.

"Ask quickly. We'll finish it all at once. We'll be in town soon," she said.

Mrs. Liu moved her body again, moved closer to Yang Ruoqing, and said, "How much money do you plan to give to Lao Xu's family this time?"

So that’s what I was asking about!

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Liu coldly, "Fourth Aunt, you are taking too much care, you should sit back!"

Mrs. Liu chuckled: "Oh, I'm just curious, so I asked casually..."

Yang Ruoqing continued to ignore her.

Mrs. Liu tentatively inquired: "It should be quite a few, right? It's because of your friendship with the Xu family..."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Mrs. Liu, her eyes full of mockery: "What? Fourth aunt is envious? This is a funeral gift!"

If you even envy funerals, then go find a cemetery and die quickly. I will also give you gifts after you die, and the gift money will be doubled!

Of course, Yang Ruoqing only said these words in her heart and would not say them easily.

It would be too hurtful to say it, unless, unless Mr. Liu made excessive demands again.

But Mrs. Liu was shocked by the displeasure in Yang Ruoqing's previous words, so she smiled awkwardly and returned to her seat honestly.

Soon, the carriage arrived in the town, and then went straight to Old Xu's house in a zigzag manner.

When she was about to get off the carriage, Ms. Liu asked Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, we have to stay at Lao Xu's house for a banquet at noon and then go back to the village, right?"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and nodded, "According to etiquette, I should stay for a banquet!"

To be honest, Yang Ruoqing likes banquets, but not this kind of banquets!

When you go to a banquet for someone's wedding, you will feel that every dish is delicious, everyone is happy together, and the food is full of joy.

But going to those houses where funerals are held and eating banquets gives me a weird feeling.

It seems that every dish loses its original delicious taste after being served to the table.

Without the soul, it tastes like food, and it even seems like some mysterious thing has sucked away the soul and essence of the dish itself...

This is Yang Ruoqing's own feeling. She doesn't know if others feel the same.

But some banquet noodles have to be eaten, such as the banquet noodles at Lao Xu’s house today.

The sudden sound of firecrackers ahead brought Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back to reality. The deafening sound of firecrackers was also mixed with noisy voices and footsteps, and there was also heart-wrenching crying.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and looked ahead, and found that the front door was already the entrance of Old Xu's house.

White flags are hung on the courtyard gate, and white ribbons are hung on several big trees outside the courtyard. Under the eaves and under the big trees, there are groups of three and five, all wearing white hats on their heads. people.

Mixed in with the sound of the firecrackers, the relatives of the old Xu family who were responsible for receiving guests were shouting at the top of their voices: "Old Wang family, old Luo family, and old Yang family are here to express their condolences!"

Then, I saw a group of men, women, adults and children, headed by the eldest son of the Xu family, wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety, coming to the entrance of the courtyard. They all knelt down on the bundles of straw placed on the ground at the entrance of the courtyard.

Obviously, for the Xu family, which does not have a family ancestral hall and has to set up a mourning hall at home when someone in the family dies, the family members kneel outside the yard to pick up their relatives.

Unlike Changping Village, many years ago, the old Yang family and the old Luo family contributed the majority, and every other family contributed money and effort. Together, they built an ancestral hall shared by various surnames.

Whenever someone dies in the village, they go to the ancestral hall to perform rituals, as there is a lot of space.

Okay, let’s not talk about Changping Village anymore and look back to the front.

According to the customs in this area, the descendants of the Xu family knelt in several rows to greet the guests. As filial sons, Xu Da and Xu Er had red eyes and looked tired.

Several daughters-in-law cried until their faces looked haggard.

Among them, the saddest one is Xu Qiaohong.

He looked so haggard and sad, like a flower that withered and withered in an instant.

If it weren't for the support of the two older women beside her, I would have been worried that she wouldn't be able to get up after kneeling.

The men from Lao Wang's family, as well as Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang, stepped forward to help the two brothers, Xu Da and Xu, up.

Women such as Yang Huamei and Liu came to the two daughters-in-law of the Xu family, and even Xu Qiaohong, leaning over to help each other up, and at the same time uttering words of condolences and resignation.

On the side, people from the Xu family, who had already made arrangements, took over the condolence gifts brought by the old Wang family, the old Luo family, the old Yang family, etc., and took them aside to collect them. There will be a special accountant in charge.

Account there.

Everyone supported each other and entered Xu's yard crying.

Yang Ruoqing had been to the Xu family's yard twice before. The first time was when Xu Dacheng and his wife came over for a wedding banquet.

The second time was when Xu Er got married.

The first two times I came here, the courtyard was decorated with lights and colorful decorations. But this third time I came here, both sides of the stone road leading from the courtyard entrance to the hall door were filled with large and small wreaths and paper pavilions.

There are pavilions, horses made of white paper, and paper figures.

Except for the white horse, everything else is colorful and lifelike.

Yang Ruoqing followed the procession all the way to pay homage to Xu's mother's coffin in the hall. Along the way, her eyes swept over the funeral objects on both sides of the road, and she had to sigh that there are so many talented people in this world!

There is a three-story attic. The stairs go up from both sides. There is an open hall on the third floor. There are tables, chairs and benches in the hall, teapots and bowls on the table, a large vase next to it, and flowers in the vase...

…

Although the paintings by famous artists on the walls are all fakes, you can still see the power of this paper craftsman.

There is a large terrace on the third floor. There are rocking chairs on the terrace and a plate on the table. There seems to be pastries in the plate.

On the armrest of the chair, there was a black cat squatting.

The cat was also tied up with paper. It seems that Xu Yuanming was worried that his mother-in-law would be lonely there, so he not only burned the maids and servants who served there, but also burned the white horse that was the means of transportation. He even burned the pet cat that made him laugh.

Ready.

As for the boxes and boxes of tinfoil gold ingots in the wing of the paper house, I was even more greedy.
Chapter completed!