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Ming law, unmarried woman bereavement, mourning for three years.

The golden hairpin was replaced by a silver hairpin, and the sparkling emerald flowers at my temples were replaced with white silk and white flowers. My gorgeous clothes were replaced with a set of filial piety.

Such a simple and clean dress reminded me of my previous life.

In the distant past life, in order to cast that man good, no matter the dress or clothing, all should pursue "clear water out of hibiscus, natural to go carving."

In my heart, this loneliness, this bitterness, this indecision, it felt like a lifetime ago, but I didn't expect to meet them at this moment.

I didn't expect that the woman I had hated for so many years would end up in such a hasty manner.

I did not think that I would be sad for her departure.

I feel tired from the bottom of my heart. I am fighting and scheming against each other, against someone who is separated for life and death, even more so for me who pretended to be strong like this …

"Go and arrange things!" No need to follow me! "

I looked in the mirror and saw that Lan Lan had already donned her sackcloth.

"Miss …" "Your servant …"

Lan Ling had a worried look on her face as she spoke.

Lan Li had never shown such an awkward expression when it came to what I told her.

I suddenly remembered that Lan Li was just a fifteen-year-old girl. Where had she ever experienced such a major event? Now, I asked her to take care of the house without saying a word. No wonder she had such an expression on her face!

"First, we'll go to each courtyard and spread the news. Then, we'll either put away the things with colors or cover them with a white cloth. Then, we'll send people to report to the familiar families."

Fortunately, he had bought a large batch of white cloth as a precaution. Otherwise, he really didn't know how he would have ended up like this today!

I gave her some of the house's outer arrangements, and went to command my mother in her own yard.

The strong, cold wind pierced through my bones. It swayed the white clothes of the young maid who had led me by the lamp. The flickering candle flame made her look even more desolate and desolate.

Mother's courtyard was brightly lit. The red lanterns that hung from the roof of the house on the porch had been replaced with white lanterns. The servants were busy hanging banners on them. When they saw me coming over, they hurriedly came over to pay their respects while trembling in fear.

I nodded at them and kept walking into the main house.

The crowd was clamoring, but no one was crying.

While they were arguing about the teapot being missing a cup, they were also arguing about the number of cushions being insufficient. In front of him, there was a young maid carrying a basin of water out in a fluster. Then, there were mothers carrying incense sticks in their hands …

The inner room was unusually quiet. Her mother wore a full set of tight-fitting East Pearl Face covered in gold silk, a pair of paired pearl studs adorned with rich purple flowers, and a pair of 24 white sundress tied underneath her. She wore embroidered shoes with gold and silver lines on a thick red background.

The only thing that spoils beauty is my mother's face.

The eyeball was protruding and the tongue came out of the mouth. A faintly discernible bruise could be seen on the neck.

It was obvious that his mother had died by hanging herself.

Mother Feng's face was as white as paper. She stood in front of her mother with trembling hands trying to close her mother's eyes.

No matter how hard she tried, as soon as her hand left her body, her eyes would automatically open.

The color of blood around the corners of his eyes was like blood.

The corpse wept blood and cried. According to the common saying, it died with hatred.

"Mom, there are a lot of things that need to be arranged in this room."

Looking at her crazed expression, I really didn't want to interrupt her.

But there were many things that had to be done through her hands.

Mother Feng silently nodded, using her sleeve to wipe her face, and said: "Now Madame has already … No more, can Miss transfer the person in the room back? No matter what … In any case … "We must also let the Madam have a better appearance!"

I smiled bitterly.

Those people are all in my grandmother's courtyard now, either waiting to get married or have already been thrown into the manor by my grandmother. How could I have the ability to send them back?

Mother Feng stood by my mother's bedside. Her eyes were bloodshot as she yelled at me with all her might. Even the blood vessels on the side of her forehead stood out. It was as if if if if not following her will, she would make an enemy of this family:

"The Madam will reach this stage today, isn't the Yang family responsible for this?"

"What's more, Madam is the Yang family's daughter-in-law after all. If Madame's funeral isn't properly arranged, wouldn't that be a disgrace to the Yang family?"

"Miss, if you can even do this kind of thing properly, in the future, no matter where you marry, you will be valued by Granny, no?"

At the end, his words became a powerless plea.

"Three years from now, you will be 15 years old. When that time comes, you can …"

I lamented it.

He truly did not expect that this person was actually a loyal servant.

For her mother to have such a slave who was willing to sacrifice herself for her was not too much of a failure.

"Mom should invite Mom over first. We can't discuss these matters until Grandmother arrives."

Although her expression was excited, she wasn't a rash person. I believe that she would be able to distinguish between the two.

The first time I saw her smile bitterly.

She pointed to the noisy servants who were coming and going in the outer rooms and said, "I am just a prisoner that they are watching over. How can I move them?"

I hurriedly nodded my head and pointed to the two ladies behind me. "You don't have to care about them. You just have to tell them that if there's anything they shouldn't do, you and Mother Song can discuss and guide them."

Mommy Feng and Lu Kuo immediately understood what I meant. I gave this matter to Lu Kui, but she was still a girl who didn't leave the house. There were some occasions where it was inconvenient for her to let Mommy Song out.

Only Mother Song didn't understand what I really meant. She had a somewhat complacent smile on her face, thinking that she really had to carry out her duties as a "supervisor".

I thought to myself, as clever as the Green Buccaneer, and as experienced as Mother Feng is, Mother Song probably won't be able to do anything about it.

The one who doesn't want any accidents right now is Mother Feng, I believe she wouldn't do anything stupid like her master at such an important time.

"Go call Wang Ma in."

Lu Ke quickly replied, but Feng's mother looked a bit unhappy.

Originally, Wang Ma was in Grandmother's room, but I was transferred to the housekeeper's house to manage the food and clothing that came in and out of my mother's yard. Although she had the name of the night watchman, she was actually the mother in charge of the house.

One could imagine how many times she and her mother had clashed.

However, her mother also knew in her heart that with just her own strength, she would not be able to handle her mother's future. This was because other than coldly snorting to express her dissatisfaction, there was nothing else she could do.

Mother Wang was brought in by the Green Bandits to pay her respects with a very humble and amiable attitude.

"Just now, I saw mother bringing a few mothers to hang lanterns, I was really considerate!"

It wouldn't be weird to maintain politeness. The more urgent something was, the more he needed to be polite first.

Sure enough, Wang Ma's taut face relaxed a little, she smiled and saluted, "Miss, you are exaggerating, it's your duty to do so in the first place!"

"Just to show others!"

Mother Feng's voice was quite shrill. In such a silent night, her voice was especially ear-piercing.

Wang Ma turned a deaf ear and continued to smile respectfully.

Someone who could be praised by his grandmother as "able to take responsibility for something" was naturally extraordinary.

I was wondering whether it would be better to leave the funeral to Mother Feng or this Mother Wang." However, thinking about how miserable my mother was before she died, her final wish could only be told to my mother. In addition, I had the intention to fulfill my mother's dying wish and her loyalty to me.

After some consideration, I chose the latter option.

"Mother, you know that the people in this courtyard were given to Mother by Grandmother. I can't say much. "But now that this matter has fallen onto my head, as a daughter of mine, I can only rely on you. Can I trouble mother to call everyone to a building to discuss and not lose control of the situation? It would be unsettling for mother."

Wang Ma smiled and said, "You are too polite!" He then bowed and left.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily Wang Ma was still cooperating.

"Now, all the preparations have been made, leaving mother Feng to guard mother. You two, follow me to the hall."

The three of them nodded their heads in unison. Mother Feng looked at me with some surprise in her eyes.

Did she think I was going to mess with my mother's funeral?

Or else he wouldn't have spoken so fiercely when he saw me.

I smiled wryly to myself. Am I really a demon in her eyes that wouldn't even let the dead go?

"First, we have to invite the madam into the tablet, then we have to frame her into a memorial hall, change her mourning attire, dress up in the mansion, and report to the funeral home. Also … There will be... "My filial son cries, falls on the ground, beats the flags, watches the spirit, cries and filial piety …"

Clearly, in the filial son section, Mother Feng paused for a long time before finally making up her mind.

That's why I let her guide me, even though I know the customs of the funeral.

Not to mention a filial son, the reason his mother died was because of the three younger brothers who just entered the house. His mother had even wanted to throw him into the river, even though she had ruined her own reputation by dirtying her own hands.

Now, however, the person she regarded as her enemy stood in front of her spirit, waving a banner and acting like a filial son and grandson. Regardless of whether her mother, who was lying in a coffin on the road to the Yellow Springs, was able to bear it, this loyal servant of hers might not be able to accept it.

Fortunately, she had brought this matter up on her own accord.

Lu Kui then asked a few more questions in detail. His mother had suggested specific requests one by one, which must have been given to her by her mother long ago.

Mother Song stared at the two of them, unable to speak.

As soon as the matter was settled, Lu Kou recorded all the entries in the book, and after reading it once with his mother to confirm that it was correct, he handed it over to her.

There was nothing to be said, one by one, and Mother Song had nothing to say, so she had to return the list to the Green Bandits.

When he arrived at the building, it was already filled with people. The entire hall was filled with the sound of small whispers, disturbing his mood.

Wang Ma stood at the door and greeted me with a smile, then shouted towards the inside, "Pure!" Miss has arrived! "

The women inside stopped their chattering and bent their knees in unison.

I secretly laughed. Wang Ma actually had more dignity than the master of the house, like me.

Deep in the hall, there was a wisp of a white figure, slim and appropriate, curling up. Her eyes were red, but the corners of her mouth were raised.

Who else could it be other than Aunt Mo?

Strangely, the child standing next to her was not Kajun, but family.

How did these two manage to get together?

Could it be that Aunt Mo went to fetch him?

Aunt Mo's courtyard was very close, but Zhu Xuan could only walk for a quarter of an hour. I'm afraid that when Jianyi heard I was here, he rushed over. But Aunt Mo dawdled for a while, putting on a "endless sad" makeup before coming over to answer!

It had to be said that Aunt Mo's makeup was not bad. It looked rather fragile, like it could support the wind, and looked very pitiful at the moment. However, the expression on his face was too joyous. As his eyes became red and swollen, no matter how one looked at them, they would feel that it was strange.

"Elder sister!"

Jiayi quickly came forward to salute me, and was led by me to sit in the master chair in the middle hall. Aunt Mo gracefully stepped forward and curtsied at me.

"Take a look at this!"

A maidservant brought over a small Dan Zi and placed it at the bottom of the armchair. Aunt Mo was not angry, but she smiled and sat down to pour herself a cup of tea to drink.

Lu Kou stood by my side and took the name list from Wang Ma's hands. He assigned each of them a new job according to where he was supposed to be assigned and explained the consequences if there were any problems during the process. After everyone heard this, they all replied, "Don't worry, Miss! We will definitely work well! " Something like that.

After I dismissed everyone, I placed my family in the Warm Pavilion. I followed them to Mother's house and invited the coffin out. I watched Mother Feng carry Mother, who was on the bed, into the coffin.

His mother, who used to be rich and beautiful, with rosy cheeks, was now just a bag of bones wrapped in a leather bag. Even his mother could easily pick her up.

I could not help but sniff and almost burst into tears.

Mother was also a poor person.

"Miss, if the living elders of this coffin were not here, it would not be good luck, but now …"

Mother Song came over to discuss it with me with a frown.

It had been two hours since the funeral, but Grandmother still hadn't come.

"The two of you stay behind. Do as mother Feng says, I'll go ask grandmother to come over."

I had a feeling that Grandmother had done it on purpose, not because of an accident.

If I take the Green Bandits away, if she gets caught, there will be no one left in charge of the family. There will only be one mother, Feng, jumping up and down, which is bound to cause trouble.

Once the chaos broke out, it would be exactly what his grandmother wanted.

Previously, she had kept me here to keep my mother in check, but now that my mother had left, it was time for her to start restraining me. Now that I'm acting as the housekeeper and the cause of my mother's funeral, as long as my grandmother is being suppressed by her as an elder, I have no reason not to hand over my power.

But if Grandmother did, these chores would fall on her. This past year, her body had been getting worse and worse. Obviously, she wouldn't be able to take on this task herself. But in this family, other than me, who else could she entrust her family's affairs to?

It seemed that he would have to go there if he wanted to understand his grandmother's true intentions.