Cheng Tianyuan couldn't resist a few children, so he had to go upstairs and go back to the room.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and Xue Ling slept very heavily because of the medicine.
Cheng Tianyuan took a look at Kong Feng, which showed "27°", but found that his body was chilly, so he could only tiptoe to lift the quilt and fall asleep.
Xue Ling's breathing was very low. He heard it very clearly. He watched the dark ceiling illuminate a small piece by a ray of light shining in the window. His mind was empty and he didn't think about anything, but he seemed to have thought about a lot.
He looked sideways and looked at Xue Ling beside him, and unexpectedly found that his pillow was wet with tears at some point, and he didn't even know when he started crying.
He sighed softly and sniffed.
Xue Ling seemed to feel his breath, and the intuition of the old couple who had been in the past many years made her instinct snuggle up to him.
Cheng Tianyuan hugged her and felt that his body finally felt a little warm.
She was not awake, he was not sleeping, his bodies were snuggling with each other, and his heart was comforting each other.
...
The next morning, the two of them slept until after seven o'clock before they woke up.
Although his expression was not as good as usual, his spirit looked much better, not as haggard and gray as yesterday, and his face was a little better.
Xue Xin brought them white porridge, fried dough sticks and a few dishes of side dishes, and whispered: "Last night, my brothers took turns to keep their souls in a hurry. My second brother just went to sleep, and my third brother was not awake yet. My eldest brother and Iron Tou are now in the mourning hall.
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"Okay." Cheng Tianyuan chuckled slightly and asked, "Where is grandparents?"
Xue Xin replied: "My sister-in-law and I accompanied them to the funeral hall for breakfast. I asked the two bodyguards to guard grandparents and followed them in the wheelchair, so that they could not go so far when they came back.
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"Yes." Xue Ling took a few sips of white porridge and told him: "The weather in the south is hotter than that in the imperial capital. Don't be careless, you should drink enough water each one. You can cook more water on the first floor and put it in and out. Everyone can drink it.
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Xue Xin nodded hurriedly: "It's already cooked. Dad and Mom, you eat slowly. I'll go down and help Xiaoyu Xiaopeng."
Cheng Tianyuan looked at his daughter's departure back and turned to grinning: "Daughter-in-law, fortunately, the children have grown up and can help."
In the past, they were the ones who were responsible for the arrangement of things at home, and now they are the same. The difference is that once a big event happens at home, the children can now help and share their worries.
"Yes." Xue Ling smiled slightly: "In less than a few years, they will all become the protagonists of the family, and then we can feel at ease to retreat behind the scenes."
The two of them had breakfast slowly and went to the ancestral house hand in hand.
The funeral ritual company arranged for monks to recite scriptures for the elderly, and some solemn performances attracted many people in the village to watch, inside and outside, and some even broadcast live with their mobile phones.
Cheng Tianyuan was a little disgusted, but it was difficult to stop him. After all, the ancestral house was a public place for their relatives, and it was usually used for the relatives to marry and hold funerals, and it was not his own private place for Cheng Tianyuan.
"Dad!" Cheng Huanran rushed over and asked, "Last night, the chef arranged eighteen tables of food. Later, there were a lot of people, and there were almost not enough food. Do you need to add more tables at noon?"
"No," Cheng Tianyuan explained: "Many people need to go to work during the day and will come back in the evening. People in the evening are the highest peak, and at other times, there are only ten tables."
Chen Xinzhi frowned slightly and reminded: "You didn't come here in the morning, and there were twelve tables here. If you had more tables, you would probably have more tables to eat."
Cheng Tianyuan looked at him in surprise: "...so many people come to eat the mat? According to the tradition here, the last meal is usually the most grand, and there will not be too many people at other times."
"Maybe our chef team is good at preparing ingredients," Chen Xinzhi whispered.
Cheng Tianyuan frowned.
Xue Ling pulled his hand and said to his son-in-law: "Our family rarely comes to the village to contact the villagers. It is rare to have the opportunity to invite everyone to dinner. As long as they are willing to come here to appreciate their faces, we will invite them."
"Yes." Cheng Tianyuan added: "Night tomorrow will be the last meal, and then there will be more than ten tables and the dishes will be arranged better."
Chen Xinzhi nodded and answered ok.
Cheng Huanran couldn't help but remind: "Dad, I'll probably have twenty more tables tomorrow at noon."
Xue Ling has never been a stingy person, and said warmly: "It's okay, if you need to add it, add it. You tell the chef team and ask them to prepare more ingredients. You can allocate more money later for them to prepare."
"Okay." Cheng Huanran responded.
There is no air conditioner in the ancestral house. Although I bought a lot of big fans, the temperature in midsummer was so hot that even the big yellow dog was too lazy to bark, and kept sticking out his tongue, and everyone was sweating profusely.
Xue Ling was worried that the two old men could not stand the heat waves, so he hurriedly carried an umbrella and coaxed the two old men back to drink water.
The elderly usually stay at home, with time in summer and heating in winter. Young people can't stand the heat in the south, let alone the elderly like them.
It happened that Cheng Huanchong ran over and helped push the two old men back.
The villa was empty and cold. Xue Ling didn't dare to let them go in immediately. He asked them to sit at the door and drink water for a while until they stopped sweating before helping them into the house.
"Three, turn up the temperature." Xue Ling called the old man to continue drinking water.
Xue's mother stopped disgusted and said, "I won't drink anymore, I'll have to go to the bathroom again later."
"Mom!" Xue Ling reminded: "You have been outside for almost three hours. You haven't been to the bathroom yet. It proves that you have dehydrated water in your body. Do you know?"
Dad Xue suddenly remembered and stammered: "I... seem to be like this."
So, the old man had to drink water obediently.
The chef in the kitchen on the first floor was cooking, and Xue Ling asked him to make some light meals for the elderly to eat.
"Eat early and go back to your room to take a nap."
Xue’s mother didn’t agree much and whispered: “I haven’t recited the scriptures for Sister Ying several times…”
"Mom!" Xue Ling interrupted her, "These are just formalisms, just for outsiders to watch and watch. Filial piety is based on her life being kind to her and caring for her, not on her own various things after she dies.
The funeral ceremony. The most important thing for you and my dad now is to take good care of your health and send your mother-in-law to the last journey tomorrow."
"Yes, yes." Xue's father echoed: "My daughter is right, we will listen to her."
At this time, a nanny came out holding Xiaoyu who was crying.
"Madam, has Xiaoxiao not come back yet? Maybe it's because of the unfamiliar environment! Xiaoyu woke up and called for her mother, but she couldn't coax her no matter how hard she was."
Xue Ling greeted her and hurriedly hugged her granddaughter.
"Three, drive over the tram rented by Xiaohuzi and pick up your second sister-in-law and Xiaoxin. It's almost noon and it's very hot. Your sister-in-law is holding a big belly and is not crowded in the crowd.