Eighty Spicy Wife: The villain became my son-in-law

Chapter 183 Keep Everything Simple
Yu Zhiye didn't want to care about those distant nephews of the Gong family.

For Master's funeral, having him is enough.

He wears the filial piety of a son, he stays with the spirit until late at night, and he returns gifts to relatives, friends and old friends who come to mourn.

Tang Jinsong didn't hear about the rush until after noon that day.

He knelt down in front of Gong Zhaoda, grabbed the ground with his head, and wailed bitterly, calling out to be his father, crying like his own dead father.

It was supposed to be Tang Lexi who went to help Tang Jinsong, but when she saw this hypocritical man, she wished she could drive him out.

Tang Jinsong cried earth-shatteringly, his voice was extremely loud, and even Huang Ying, who was half leaning on the kang head in the back room, was startled by the sadness on his face.

The old Mrs. Liu was talking with Huang Ying, trying to untangle her heart, but Tang Jinsong was crying and howling like a slaughtered pig outside, making her speechless.

Huang Ying was already depressed, but hearing Tang Jinsong cry like that made her heart ache and she struggled to get up.

The old lady Liu, who had given up all her previous efforts, hated her so much that she could not wait to slap Tang Jinsong with her big mouth and make him shut her mouth to death.

Seeing Huang Ying got off the kang, Mrs. Liu quickly supported her, and walked out of the back room as she wanted.

When Huang Ying saw Gong Zhaoda lying there motionless, her heart felt as if someone had stabbed him with a knife more than a dozen times. She was in pain but couldn't make a sound.

When Huang Ying saw Tang Jinsong, her legs went limp and she almost fell to the ground.

Tang Lele heard the voice behind her, turned her head abruptly, slipped on her knees, rushed to Huang Ying, and caught her fallen body.

"Grandma!"

She caught Huang Ying in her arms and held him in her arms.

Mrs. Liu yelled at Tang Jinsong: "You bastard...you are crying, hurry up and get him into the house!"

As soon as Tang Jinsong heard Huang Ying's voice, he wiped his snot with the back of his hand, and his eyes were still blurred with tears. He vaguely saw Huang Ying who had fallen down, and Tang Ley who pounced on him.

He also stopped crying, wiped his face with tears and snot, staggered to his feet, and went to check on his mother-in-law.

"Mother..."

As soon as Tang Jinsong yelled, Tang Lexi pushed him away with a palm, "Get up!"

"If something happens to grandma, I can't spare you!" Tang Lexi helped Huang Ying up.

Together with Yu Zhiye who ran over from the other side, they carried Huang Ying, who was overexcited and fainted, into the house.

"Grandma..." Tang Le beat Huang Ying's pulse, very weak.

She was really afraid that grandma would not be able to persist.

He looked up at Yu Zhiye, and he shook his head slightly.

Tang Yue panicked and dared not speak anymore, for fear that Huang Ying would overhear.

Yu Zhiye gave Huang Ying some stabilizing injections, hoping that she could survive.

The time for the funeral was shortened at the request of Tang Yue and Yu Zhiye.

Encoffining this afternoon, going to the cemetery at noon tomorrow.

The biggest expense for a funeral is to prepare a coffin.

Gong Zhaoda's age, according to the villagers, could be regarded as a happy death.

If the house is full of children and grandchildren, it is necessary to invite sutra chanters, jugglers, opera singers, lion dances, magic tricks, and the funeral will be held just like a temple fair on March [-], and the dead old people will be sent away in a lively manner.

At least tens of thousands of dollars will be spent.

For those who have many children, each part of the family is not a small burden.

This custom has also become a burden on the children and grandchildren of the elderly after their death.

When it comes to money, Yu Zhiye is not stingy. Tang Lexi also has money, but Huang Ying objects.Therefore, Gong Zhaoda's funeral was kept simple.

Huang Ying said that this was what Gong Zhaoda meant before.

He was poor all his life, frank all his life, clean when he came, and innocent when he left.

No regrets in life.

Keep it simple.

The Gong family has a small number of people, so it looks lonely, deserted, and not so lively.

When encoffining, a series of firecrackers were set off.

Huang Ying because of Zhiye and Tang Lexi stood on each side, supporting her and seeing Gong Zhaoda off for the last time.

As the two-foot-long iron nails were inserted into the coffin lid, two strong men, one on each side, hammered the nails into the scarlet coffin with a sledgehammer weighing eighty catties.

Gong's family held a funeral, and most of Gong Zhaoda's better friends came, but few relatives.Therefore, not many people stayed to eat.

But also help the neighbors who come over to take care of the food.

Tang Le thought that it would be enough for him to cook through the space kitchen and then take it out of his own kitchen.

But Taoxi's rule is to set up a big pot in the yard, use the cabbage and tofu stewed in the pot, and greet the folks who help. This is the case in every household.

Tang Lele and Yu Zhiye also ate big pot dishes with the villagers.

The cabbage tofu mixed together is actually quite delicious.

This is also the way people came up with in the era of material scarcity.

Tang Lele made nutritious porridge for Huang Ying alone, but she had no appetite at all.

In the middle of the night, the folks who helped and the neighbor Mrs. Liu all returned home.

In the noisy courtyard, only the three of them were left.

Tang Lele and Yu Zhiye also went back to the back room. They also had to rest in order to finish the last step of the funeral tomorrow.

Tang Lexi lay next to Huang Ying, and Yu Zhiye lay down next to her.

In addition to being sad about his grandfather's death, Tang Le is more worried about his grandmother.

"Old Mrs. Liu said that two people will spend their whole lives together, and the one who leaves earlier is the one who enjoys happiness..."

Yu Zhiye stretched out his right hand, placed it on Tang Yue's wrist, moved his palm down, and took her hand into his own.

"Being together for a lifetime is already the greatest fate between two people. Many people may not be able to be together in this life... At least, we have met in this life and we can still be together. I can only be grateful in my heart." Yu Zhiye's voice Under the faint moonlight, with the summer evening wind gently blowing over Tang Yue's body.

"As for the length of this life, we can't control it, but at least we can decide not to let go. As long as this life is, we will hold hands for as long as possible."

The first quarter moon, which was half missing, shone through the window lattice and shone on them.

The eternal moonlight clearly illuminated the sad shadow in Tang Yue's heart.

She lost the loved one she loves the most. She has never experienced this feeling, and she will not understand it at all.

But there is a relative by her side, that is, a relative and a lover, who is worthy of her lifelong hand in hand.

"I met you too. We also have a lifetime fate."

In this way, you will live up to this life.

Seeing light, even the largest shadows will disappear.

The next day, it was officially sent to the cemetery.

The Gong family's cemetery is on the other side of the old house, which is Taoye'erji.

It was supposed to be carried to the cemetery, but it was too far from the Gong family's yard in Taoxi Town to the Gong family's cemetery in Taoyeerji; The truck pulled the coffin to the cemetery, and the rest of the people rode their own bikes or drove donkey carts to the cemetery together.

Tang Lele and Yu Zhiye were also sitting on the truck, holding on to the rope that tied the coffin, and escorting Gong Zhaoda all the way.

(End of this chapter)