His thoughts were brought back, and his expression was unusually cold.
"Uncle Qin Xian, are you taking charge of the mining company for the family?" Thinking of something, he asked Bai Ling next to him in a low voice.
Bai Ling nodded, holding back his sadness and said: "Brother, head of the house, go in and talk."
Qin Tian led everyone into the courtyard.
In the middle is the mourning hall.
In the spiritual shed, on the table in the middle, there is a statue of the spirit enshrined. Qin Tian looked at it and saw a smiling, mature and solemn elder.
You can still vaguely see his demeanor when he was talking about ley lines and mining with his father.
Yes, this is the uncle who held his hand, stuffed the fruit into his hand, couldn't hide his affection, and praised himself for his unicorn appearance.
"Mr. Ma, Qin Zhong, the head of the family is here, why don't you come and see him soon."
Tongjing took a step forward and said to the two people in mourning clothes kneeling next to the statue.
Ma, Qin Xian's wife, Ma Shufang, is a virtuous and virtuous woman who has been caring for her husband and raising her children for decades, and is conscientious in her work.
The old lady is a rather harsh person, but she has praised Ma several times.
Qin Zhong is Qin Xian's eldest son. He is in his thirties, so he should be Qin Tian's cousin.
After hearing what Tongjing said, Ma and Qin Zhong stood up in a hurry and came to Qin Tian in fear.
"It's a mess here. Please invite the owner of the house to have tea!"
Qin Zhong bent down, and Ma also lowered his head, looking reserved.
Although in terms of age and seniority, they are all older than Qin Tian. However, the rules of the old Qin family are very strict, and the distinction between primary and secondary, master and servant has always been very strict.
And speaking of it, Qin Xian's lineage and direct lineage have been in five servers, so it can be said that the relationship is far away.
Without the care of the Qin family, they would be just like ordinary people outside.
In their minds, Qin Tian, the head of the family, is their master.
Qin Tian said hurriedly: "Aunt, cousin, please don't be polite."
"I am a junior. I have just received the news. When I come here, I must first pay homage to my uncle."
"Don't worry, after I pay my respects, we will take revenge if we have any grudges or grudges."
"We, the old Qin family, must never bear injustice!"
"Thank you, Master!" Qin Zhong then pulled his mother back.
Qin Tian tidied his clothes, looked solemn, and bowed to worship.
The rest of the people followed him and worshiped together.
As a collateral descendant of Qin Xian, after his death, he could be worshiped by the head of the family and so many big men in the family, so his life was considered worthy.
After the memorial ceremony was completed, Qin Zhong, as a filial son, kowtowed in return.
Qin Zhong gritted his teeth, his red eyes filled with uncontrollable anger and hatred.
"Master, the thing is like this-"
What surprised Qin Zhong and everyone else was that Qin Tian waved his hand to stop Qin Zhong from continuing.
He arranged his clothes again, and this time, he knelt down in front of the spirit.
"Master, no!"
Tongjing hurriedly stopped him and said awkwardly: "With your status, it's not appropriate."
Qin Tian shook his head: "Just now, I worshiped as the head of the family. Now, I worship as the junior of the clan."
"Uncle Qin, thank you for your love and care. Today, my nephew will send you on his last journey."
After saying that, he kowtowed his head respectfully.