Yang Liying looked at her sister and didn't know what to say. Let's talk about it when we go back, nothing is appropriate here.
It looked like they were all from the village, and there were no outsiders. Several of them were going back to the city, and we would wait until this matter is over to discuss anything tomorrow.
By eleven o'clock no one was here, and it was lunch time.
Han Yuanfang really had no appetite, but for the sake of the child, seeing Ji Changyong's worried look, she still insisted on eating. The village chief asked her to go home to rest, but she was refused. It is not appropriate to go to other people's homes for such things.
Ji Changyong hugged her and got into the car to rest, letting her lean in his arms.
There were no guests in the afternoon. After lunch, the burial arrangements began. The village chief took the lead in making arrangements.
It was not until three o'clock that the funeral was held. The trumpet player was in front, and many people were holding paper figures, paper horses and so on. Because Han Yuanfang was a woman and could not hold the jar, only the village chief came.
Han Yuanfang followed behind and had already told the drummer to slow down.
When we arrived at the cemetery, arrangements had been made in the morning.
The old lady's coffin was carried by thirty-two people.
Han Yuanfang watched the coffin being put into the pit.
Tears fell. After the firecrackers, the filling of the soil had begun.
Ji Changyong hugged her and wiped her tears.
The village chief has given instructions, so the old lady's grave should not be small, but it cannot be bigger than her parents.
Everyone knelt down, and this time Han Yuanfang also knelt down. This was the last journey for the old lady. There was no other way, Ji Changyong could only accompany her.
We can't erect a monument now, we can wait until three years later.
Han Yuanfang thought about the old man's appearance and could only lie here in the future.
Ji Changyong hugged her, but the ground was too cold.
It wasn't until five o'clock that we arrived at the brigade headquarters.
Guo Keming has informed the village chief that two staff members from the notary office have arrived.
If the whole village comes here, there will definitely be no room for one person to stand, so only one person can stand alone.
Qin Shuhua is also here. She has already thought about it, and she will never agree if it does not benefit herself.
Ji Changyong sat next to Han Yuanfang, and two staff members announced Feng Subi's will.
In fact, everyone in the village knows that this is the arrangement. They have no objections. In fact, they are very satisfied if they can give the village the big head.
Everyone knows that the house has been sold a long time ago. Although the price of the house has increased significantly now, the price was at that time.
"I don't agree. Why isn't it mine? A nanny has money, why not give it to me?" Qin Shuhua immediately made a noise.
Han Yuanfang didn't even have to say anything. The village chief's wife immediately stood up and spoke. "Why isn't it yours? This will was made several years ago.
Everyone here knows what you did, and they thought you were a good person who knew you were here to give the old man a ride, but you were just a white-eyed wolf when you didn't find him.
How dare you say you disagree here? Are you qualified?
Your aunt raised you up, sent you to school, and gave you food and clothing. You are doing well. It has been more than two years since you left for a man, and you have not written or called your aunt.
My aunt told me when she was alive. She told you a long time ago that nothing belongs to you. Why didn't you dare to make trouble at that time? Now you don't agree? Who do you think you are? Get out of the village. If I see you again in the future,
Come in and fight every time you see someone."
"I just don't agree. If you don't give it to me, I'll make a fuss."
"Noisy?"
At this time, several women came over and dragged Qin Shuhua out. They were all on guard against her hands.
The staff didn't care about this. The old lady gave only three bankbooks at that time, but they required two people to sign and the village to stamp them.
Yu Jinfeng knew that the old lady had also left him money, and it was really quite a lot. He had really enjoyed being by the old lady's side for so many years. He had good food, and he could also fly to foreign countries.
Thinking of this, tears began to fall again.
When she cried like this, no matter whether it was true or false, everyone in the village also wiped their tears.
It was getting late, and the staff were not willing to write ink here. All three parties were there, and they signed and registered directly, and each took away their own bankbooks.
The procedure was quite fast. Once the arrangements were made, I felt at ease now.
The driver sent the two of them off first, and Han Yuanfang looked at so many people. "The old man has left us, no matter how many years ago, this is all the old man's thoughts.
I just hope that everyone can think of the good of the old man."
All the young people in the village now work in Han Yuanfang's factory. Of course they all follow her advice. They are all perverts. During festivals, they all burn paper for the old lady.
Ji Changyong saw that it was really getting late, said a few words, hugged her and left.
Everyone could see that Han Yuanfang was really lack of energy. It was very difficult for someone to do this for the old lady.
Yu Jinfeng was also in the car. "Yuanfang, I'll go back after the old lady's birthday is over."
"Auntie, does Dajiang have time to see you off? If not, let's wait for Accountant Xiao to go back somewhere with us."
"I'll ask Dajiang later."
"Well, you have a lot of things, so you should leave with Accountant Xiao, probably for the next few days. It doesn't matter if you're not here at Grandma's Wuqi."
Yu Jinfeng shook his head and said, "That won't work. I will definitely give my aunt seven more, and I will burn the rest for her at home." I got the benefit of her, and she was really kind to her, so I really couldn't bear to leave her.
Han Yuanfang had no objection. Anything would work. If Dajiang didn't have time, just ask a driver to take him there. It would be really good for the old lady to get along with him.
Ji Changyong patted her back gently, meaning not to bother. After returning home, Yu Jinfeng quickly lit a fire. There was no one at home all day, and it felt particularly cool, which was also the reason for the absence of the elderly. It was deserted and empty.
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"Yuanfang, let's go back to the main road and live there."
Han Yuanfang knew that Ji Changyong was worried about his children, so he had no objection. In fact, it was the same everywhere.
It also takes time to warm up the house. Han Yuanfang didn't even take off her coat.
"The house will definitely be completed by the end of next year. It will be heated by then and it will be convenient." Ji Changyong was afraid that she would sleep, so he chatted with her.
"Well, it's cleaner that way."
An hour later, several people sat together to eat. The room became much warmer.
I'm already twenty-five. I think life goes by really fast.
The next morning I received a call from Yang Liping.
"Aunt Yang, please come home. It's not convenient for me to go out. You should be careful on the road."
Yang Liping felt very heartbroken after hearing this. But she still felt unbalanced and had to ask clearly.
Shen Mingqi really had no choice. His wife was like a demon and couldn't bear to say anything to her.
Since the accident, she has been nagging her every day, and this is definitely not okay. She just wronged that girl Yuanfang, and he absolutely trusts that girl.
