The boy probably had never seen Mu Yunhan like this before. He was stunned for a moment and then said, "My name is Wang Shi."
Mu Yunhan calmly said: "Wang Shi, listen carefully. I am Mu Yunhan. Go and tell the head of the house immediately that I am coming to attend the funeral."
As soon as he finished speaking, a person who looked like a manager came out and cried loudly and exaggeratedly: "Miss! Why are you here! I thought you weren't coming!"
Mu Yunhan immediately covered his face with his sleeves and cried bitterly: "How could you not come! This is my biological grandfather! No matter how much he is wrong, he is still my biological grandfather!"
Xiaomi cried on the side and said: "You guys don't know. Yesterday, my girl heard the bad news and was very sad. She could barely bear to see the eldest son off, so she wanted to come over to help at the funeral.
However...she was so sad that she fainted several times, so we forced her to rest for the night and packed up her things early in the morning and rushed over!"
Mu Li also said in a deep voice: "No matter what, the dead one is the most important!"
After saying this, he greeted the boy who had brought him, and the maid carried the sacrifices down. She did not need to be greeted by anyone from the Muhou Mansion, and went in to find something to do on her own initiative.
This time, dozens of people came, all wearing heavy filial piety and being diligent and shrewd.
After a while, they could be seen busy everywhere in Muhou Mansion.
A group of Mu clan members were originally full of resentment towards Mu Yunhan, thinking that she was the one who made the Mu clan into such a miserable state.
But after seeing her people arrive, they are so diligent and capable that they can't catch her pain points.
Mu Yunhan didn't need anyone to guide him, he went straight to the mourning hall and burst into tears as soon as he entered, making everyone look at him.
While she was crying, she was burning paper and incense, but what she was thinking about was her dead grandmother and Auntie Osmanthus.
Therefore, she cried sincerely, even more sadly than Mr. Mu Er and his wife, Mu Yao, Mu Jin and others.
Mr. Mu Er was stunned for a moment by her crying. Then he realized what he was doing and covered his face and cried harder.
How can a filial son and a virtuous grandson be compared to a wild girl from outside?
For a moment, the cries in the mourning shed were so loud that it frightened the Mu clan members who came to help.
Mu Yao winked quietly while crying.
Not long after, I heard an old cry coming from far away: "Oh my God, why don't you open your eyes? Beat that unfilial evil to death!"
Instead, I am an old woman, trying to survive in this world, how can I live..."
Mrs. Mu was helped in by Mr. Mu and his wife, and she stumbled to the funeral. When she saw Mu Yunhan, she became furious. She rushed up and poked her face with her finger: "How dare you come here?!"
"Grandma!" Mu Yunhan held Mrs. Mu's finger with one hand and moved forward.
Mrs. Mu staggered towards her, and she hugged him and whispered in Mrs. Mu's ear: "Calm down, don't think about those things, or I will ask you to ascend to heaven early."
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After finishing speaking, he buried his head on Mrs. Mu's shoulder and cried hard: "Grandma, it's not what I wanted to get to this point. Why did you deceive me back then?"
"Little bitch..." Mrs. Mu just raised her voice and squeezed out two words, but she cut them off again and covered them with tears.
"Ever since I learned that you are my grandparents, I have never said a bad word about you in front of others...
Everyone has seen this. My grandfather committed suicide because he couldn't think about it anymore. Grandma, you can't think about it anymore, otherwise you will be resentful and deceiving the king!" (To be continued)