Looking at Cuier's careful and hesitant steps, Yang Ruohua really felt that Cuier was like a child bride...

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Both of them lit the incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner. After bowing several times, Liu Da's mother suddenly knelt down in front of the coffin with a thud.

He pounded on the coffin and cried aloud, recounting a litany of stories about his life with Mrs. Sun as he wept.

Sun and his wife, along with Big Sun's wife, quickly went up to comfort her. But Liu's mother seemed to be in extreme grief, crying even harder the more they tried to console her. It appeared as if the person lying in that coffin was her own biological mother.

Sun and Da Sun, urged on by Liu Dajiao's rhythmic weeping, both sisters burst into tears again. They lay beside the coffin, wailing with heartbroken sobs.

Yang Ruqing also shed tears naturally, lamenting this matter. It was rather strange to say it out loud.

When sadness washes over you, the more you dwell on it, the sadder you become, and the harder it is to accept the reality.

But after a while, the tears stopped and doing something else could slightly ease the sadness.

But if it is touched again, it will collapse once more.

Yang Ruqing controlled the sadness in her heart and tried to comfort Mrs. Sun there.

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Crying can help Mama express her sadness over Grandma.

But if you cry too much, and are too saddened, this will severely damage your mother's body.

Otherwise, why would some loving elderly couples, when one passes away, the other also soon become depressed and pass away?

Happiness is good for your health, while sadness overloads all of your bodily functions.

Of course, this situation is naturally unrelated to happiness, but one shouldn't be overly sad either.

"Mother, you really can't cry anymore. Your eyes haven't dried in these two days. If you keep crying like this, your eyes will go blind." Yang Ruohua was a bit anxious.

"If you go blind, your grandma won't be able to rest in peace even after she's gone. Take good care of yourself, so that your grandma can rest easy, and don't worry us, your children, okay?"

Both Yang Ruqing and Xiaohua were trying to persuade.

When this wave of sadness washed over Sun, tears welled up in her eyes and wouldn't stop.

It's so hot out, I'm crying myself dehydrated.

When Da Sun and Cao Bamei saw this, they also realized the seriousness of the situation.

The elder Mrs. Sun quickly wiped away her tears and comforted both Liu Da's wife and Mrs. Sun.

"No more crying, alright? No more crying! If we keep crying like this, Granny won't even be buried before we collapse. Nobody cry anymore!"

Mrs. Sun was helped to the side by Yang Ruqing and Xiaohua to rest. Xiaohua patted Mrs. Sun’s back soothingly.

Little Duo crouched beside her, holding onto Mrs. Sun's hand and occasionally offering a handkerchief.

Then Yang Ruoqing picked up a bowl of tea that was drying by the side and handed it to Sun Shi: "Mother, have some tea to soothe your throat."

Here, Cuier also gently tugged at Liu's sleeve. Liu, with tears and snot, turned around to see the three girls gathered before Sun Shi. A glimmer of envy flashed in her eyes.

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"Oh, we're both girlfriends, why are you so thoughtful and caring like a little cotton-padded jacket, while I'm so miserable? Look at my poor Cui'er, eighteen sticks couldn't beat a single fart out of her!"

Then Liu, the older woman, publicly rebuked Cui'er.

Cui'er turned away without a word. This, she couldn't answer, as if it had become her habit for her mother to behave this way in front of others.

At night, nature naturally watches over the vigil.

Yang Ruqing and a few younger companions, like Xiaohua, could still sit on the side, leaning against each other's shoulders for a little nap.

As for Mrs. Sun and Yang Huazhong, they were unable to close their eyes all night. When the next day dawned, Yang Ruoqing discovered that several of her elders looked haggard and exhausted.

In the afternoon, the Daoist entered and began his rituals.

The ceremony is really tiring, one moment you're kneeling in this direction, the next the Taoist priest moves to a different place and hums and chants, and everyone has to follow suit and kneel somewhere else.

Bowing, kneeling, prostrating oneself, bowing while circling, bowing with three steps and a head knock...

Old Mrs. Sun loved lively gatherings in her lifetime. For this funeral service, she invited seven Taoist priests to perform rituals. Not only people from Sunjia Gou, but also elderly men and women from surrounding villages came to watch the commotion upon hearing the news.

By the time the ceremony ended at dawn, Yang Ruqing felt as if she had become a marionette controlled by strings.

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I was so tired I didn't even realize it.

Looking at others, they're all about the same.

Even if it's tiring, I have to grit my teeth and persevere. This is the last thing I can do for Grandma.

After holding the lotus lanterns throughout the night, people lined up in a single file, from the ancestral hall to Sun’s old house and back again, amidst the mournful cries of the Taoist priest’s conch shell.

After this is done, there will be some more little wizards coming along one after another.

During this period, Cui'er also gritted her teeth and followed the team, persevering until the end.

...Cuier's father went with Yang Huazhong and the others, wearing mourning clothes. Cuier's mother, Liu Dalian, stayed in the kitchen, cooking a meal for the Taoists at midnight.

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“Although Auntie Liu talks a bit much, honestly speaking, their family really put in the effort this trip.” While she was giving Mrs. Sun some privacy to go to the toilet, Mrs. Sun told Yang Ruqing about it.

"Yes," said Yang Ruqing.

Sun Shi said: "For those who are good to us, who help us in times of need, we must remember and when we have the opportunity, we will repay them well."

Yang Ruqing nodded: "Mother, don't worry, I have a plan."

In the middle of the night, the ritual was temporarily suspended.

Yang Ruqing and the others were exhausted from working all day, feeling like they had turned into puddles of mud. The ancestral hall was stuffy, so several of them went to sit outside at the entrance, leaning back against each other on the floor cushions, taking naps.

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There's a night breeze outside, but there are also lots of mosquitoes. You can catch a handful with just one swat.

Yang Ruqing was fortunate that she had brought several sachets made of wormwood and mosquito repellent grass with her before entering the mountains.

He split the two , gave one to Xiaohua and Xiaojie. After taking a short nap, he thought that there were probably also many mosquitos at Sun's place, so he got up and went back to the ancestral hall, planning to give one to Sun.

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In the ancestral hall, however, neither Sun nor Mrs. Sun were to be seen. Both Mr. and Mrs. Da-Sun, along with Yang Huazhong, remained by the coffin.

"Auntie, where's my mother?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

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Taigongsun said, "Your mother has gone back to her family home. She said she's going to the privy."

Yang Ruqing said, “She went alone?”

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Mrs. Sun was a timid woman and wouldn't dare walk alone at night.

Dà Sūn shì said, "My husband and I are going back with her. You, Liúdǎi niang, happened to come over to deliver water, and she said she would accompany your mother. She's coming over again later to deliver some things, so we won't go."

It turned out that Mother had returned to the old house with Liu Big Sister.

Yang Ruqing turned her body and, alone in the night, crept towards the old Sun residence to pick up Mrs. Sun.

Halfway there, I met Mrs. Sun and Liu Dalian.

The last thing Yang Ruqing heard was Liu Da's wife telling Sun Shi: “…No matter what, you should at least try to come up with a plan. We only came to your aunt as a last resort…”

Then, Liu Da's sharp eyes spotted Yang Ruqing who was coming this way.

“Oh, isn't that Qing’er? Qing’er, are you here to pick up your mother?” Liu Dajiao asked Yang Ruqing.

By the time she spoke, Yang Ruqing had already reached their side. She naturally reached out and grasped Mrs. Sun's arm.

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"I heard from my aunt that you returned to the old house, so I came to see if I could run into you," Yang Ruqing said.

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