After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

Everyone who was supposed to come came, and the banquet in the evening was even more grand.

During the meal, people who were related by blood all sat at the Eight Immortals table in the main room to eat.

My aunt is sitting in the seat, she is the most senior person.

Su Yue and Leng Xiaohan sit at the bottom left, Du Xiaoli and Du Xiaohua sit at the bottom right, and Wang Youning and Wang Youan sit at the bottom.

The family sat together, obviously related by blood, but very strange to each other.

Du Xiaoli had never seen this aunt before, but she could guess it based on her age. However, the three and a half-year-old children had no idea who the person sitting above was.

Su Yue poured tea for this aunt and introduced her to the three children: "This is grandpa's sister. According to your seniority, you have to call me aunt."

The three children shouted in unison; "Auntie!"

Wang Yujin's cloudy eyes looked at the three children, and then his eyes fixed on Du Xiaoli.

"Are you Ronghua's wife?"

She has not been back to her parents' home for more than forty years, but this does not mean that she knows nothing about her parents' family.

Besides, during this whole day, she should also learn about the past from those little stories.

Du Xiaoli nodded slightly, but then said: "Auntie, I am no longer the wife of the Wang family."

Wang Yujin sighed, shook his head helplessly and said, "Ronghua is sorry for you."

When she left her parents' home for the last time, her two nephews were still young.

So in her impression, Wang Ronghua and Wang Fugui still looked like they were when they were children.

She must be extremely fond of her own nephew.

When she and Lin Lanjuan quarreled and said they would never get along until they were old and dead, the two children still held her legs and cried.

She still remembers that when she left, Wang Fugui was lying on the threshold, crying and calling her aunt not to leave.

Du Xiaoli didn't want to mention the past, so she just lowered her head and didn't speak.

Wang Yujin cast his gaze on Du Xiaohua, with a bit more kindness in his eyes.

But he didn't know what he thought of, the kindness in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he let out a long sigh.

Everyone sat quietly, and the dishes on the table were steaming.

But if the elder doesn’t move his chopsticks, no one can eat.

Wang Yujin looked at Leng Xiaohan and shouted warmly: "Fugui's favorite person when he was a child was his aunt. For this reason..."

Leng Xiaohan said softly: "Auntie, there is no need to mention the past. Fugui has never forgotten auntie."

Wang Yujin nodded slightly and said happily: "Auntie did not misjudge you, you are a good boy."

Su Yue listened to these few words in silence, and suddenly understood why Lin Lanjuan was so obviously partial to her two sons.

"You all should live a good life." Wang Yujin just said this, and then picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

After dinner, Su Yue prepared to arrange a room for the aunt and Du Xiaohua, mother and daughter.

In this old house, the rooms on both sides of the main room can still be occupied, and the east wing is still empty, but there are corpses in the main room, and Su Yue is afraid that they will not sleep well.

Then he asked: "Would you like to stay in the old house at night, or go to my place to live? Either way is fine, I will arrange a room for you."

Wang Yujin said: "No need to worry, I will live here."

Du Xiaoli didn't care, but she looked at her daughter.

At this time Wang Youning said: "Xiaohua sleeps with me tonight."

In the past, when they were at home, the relationship between the two was relatively harmonious. Although both of them have changed a lot now.

But after all, they grew up together as cousins.

So Wang Yujin lived in the east wing of the main hall, separated from the coffin by only one wall.

Du Xiaoli chose to live in the dilapidated west wing where the original owner, mother and son once lived.

Fortunately, there is a decent bed in the west wing now.

There are too many memories everywhere here. Perhaps to her, the only strange thing is this room.

After settling everything, Leng Xiaohan continued to stay vigil.

But this time he was not alone. Lin Lanjuan's nephew also accompanied him.

Su Yue took her three children back home.

The two little girls were chattering endlessly. After washing, they both lay on the bed and were still biting their ears. From time to time, they could hear their low laughter.

Su Yue was speechless about this.

She finally saw that Wang Youning now has a special ability, that is, he can chat enthusiastically with anyone and quickly become good friends. This communication skill is second to none.

But the two of them were sisters, so Su Yue didn't care about them.

Fortunately, Wang Youan didn't have to worry about her, he just washed up and went to bed.

Su Yue was alone at night and could have entered the space. However, she was too tired for the past two days and could sleep on the bed even if she was alone.

There are still a few days of busy work ahead of the funeral, but fortunately everything goes smoothly.

Until the fifth day, Wang Yushu was about to be buried and Wang Dahua had not yet appeared.

People in the village talk about her almost every day.

Anyway, Wang Yushu has treated her well in recent years. Even though her life was a little harder in the past, she has indeed been blessed in recent years.

She had the only food and clothing in the village, and she didn't have to work in the fields. Wang Yushu always gave her money to buy snacks.

After Wang Ronghua, the white-eyed wolf, Wang Dahua became the second biggest white-eyed wolf.

The day Wang Yushu was buried was a cloudy day, with dark clouds billowing in the sky, the weather was very hot, and there were strong signs of heavy rain.

Su Yue stood under the eaves and looked at the dark sky, praying in her heart that it was the last day and that nothing more would happen.

After breakfast early in the morning, the sound of suonas and gongs and drums was loud, and firecrackers blasted and smoke dispersed into the sky.

From relatives to strangers to friends, one by one went to the coffin and bowed. This Wang Yushu was going to be buried.

Su Yue and Leng Xiaohan were wearing sackcloth and mourning, and behind them were kneeling Wang Youning, Wang Youning, and Du Xiaohua.

The two little ones wore white hats and were squatting in the back, held by their wet nurses.

Everyone was talking in low voices.

This Wang Yushu had been doing nothing all his life. When he got old, his family was ruined, but he didn't expect that he would still be so dignified when he died.

Wang Yushu's funeral was as good as his, or even better. It could be said to be a grand funeral. Since he was the one who held the funeral when he came back, it must not be talked about.

After the ceremony, the coffin was lifted by the Eight Immortals, and it was ready for the funeral. But then a man suddenly rushed in from the door and knelt in front of the coffin with a thud.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Wang Dahu.

After Wang Dahu came back this time, he was much thinner and darker than before, but he was obviously much calmer.

He kowtowed to the coffin several times before being persuaded to pull away.

"You kid, if you don't come back sooner or later, you still block the coffin. Don't you know it will cause evil spirits?"

Faced with other people's accusations and concerns, he just looked at the coffin and kept wiping tears.

He had only been away for less than half a year, why was he dead?

Since his mother's death, Wang Yushu has been the best person to him.