C314 You are so callous

At around nine in the morning, according to the rules of their village, someone came to do some magic and set up the mourning hall.

Then all my friends and relatives came to say goodbye, and I knelt on the kang holding her cold, stiff little hand and thanking everyone who came to see her off, or rather the whole village.

Everyone was trying to persuade me, everyone was sighing at her departure