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Chapter 2037 I talk to my grandmother

The villagers who were originally blocking the door moved to the side, making a way for Shu Yu and his friends to walk inside.

The Ruan brothers looked at her back from behind, gritted their teeth after looking at each other, and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

"What else can I do? Could it be that you still want to stop her?"

"She wouldn't want to destroy the mourning hall, right? She has put away the axes at home."

"Don't talk nonsense. No matter how ignorant she is, she will not do such a thing. She will not be afraid of lightning strikes when the deceased rests. She dares to make trouble in the mourning hall, and the spits outside can drown her."

The two brothers whispered, and the onlookers looked at each other.

Until Shu Yu walked to the lobby and stopped, everyone held their breath.

The two daughters-in-law of the Ruan family knelt in front of the mourning hall with their children, burning paper and crying. When they saw her coming, they were stunned for a moment.

After the Ruan brothers came in, everyone in the Ruan family was on high alert and Shu Yu was on guard against sudden attacks.

However, Shu Yu just glanced at them, then raised his head to look at the mourning hall in front of him.

The mourning hall is very simple, and there are not many offerings placed on the table. That's right, the Ruan family is no longer the same as before. The smashed half of the yard is still open there.

Not to mention that the Ruan brothers were injured in their hands and feet, and now they are getting worse and worse.

Unfortunately, it's all like this, and they are still thinking about calculating her mother.

Shu Yu stood in front of the mourning hall for a long time, and everyone in Ruanjia Village stared at her for a long time.

Until she turned her head strangely and looked at the Ruan brothers, "Fragrant..."

The Ruan brothers were stunned, hesitated for a moment, and handed her the lit incense.

Logically speaking, Shu Yu, as a junior of Ruan Pozi, should have knelt down and kowtowed to her. But Shu Yu did not kowtow, and no one else dared to remind her.

The Ruan brothers were afraid that she would be dissatisfied and directly sabotaged her.

Village Chief Ruan didn't want to offend her. It would be fine if it was Ruan's, but Shu Yu came, so he could only give up his plan.

Other villagers would not take the initiative to feel unhappy. They are the county lords, so who dares to ask her to kneel down on an "elder" who sold her?

So Shu Yu inserted the incense into the incense burner, then returned it, and handed the incense candle and paper money to the Ruan brothers.

Boss Ruan exhaled secretly. Since the fragrance has been finished, it should be gone.

He quickly called his wife, "Mom, why don't you take the guests out for tea?"

The eldest daughter-in-law stepped forward with a stiff face and wanted to invite her over. But Shu Yu raised her hand, "Don't worry, I want to talk to my grandmother."

Everyone, "..." What do you have to say?

Shu Yu took out the handkerchief again, pressed the corner of his eyes, and then began to walk towards the back of the mourning hall.

The Ruan brothers were shocked and followed closely.

Behind was Ruan Pozi's coffin, the lid had been covered, but it had not been nailed.

Shu Yu didn't do anything else, and sighed softly and said, "Grandma, I'll talk to you. Although we had a lot of grudges before, now that you have left, the past is like a passing thing.

The rain, clouds, smoke, dissipate."

Yingxi was very clever and moved a chair next to him and said thoughtfully, "Miss, you have injured your knees. You can't stand for a long time, or kneel, just sit down. I think the old lady of the Ruan family feels sorry for you, so she won't blame me.

Yours.”
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