I quit after marrying a sick husband

Chapter 20 Dealing with the Aftermath
Lin Ling held Lin Xuan's little hand tightly. Because of her words, the last worry in her heart disappeared. She stopped looking at Lin Ping'an and walked to Xiao Lin's side, but she was speaking to other people in the room. He said: "Aniang is gone, I have to take care of the funeral affairs for Aniang."

"Since you have signed a settlement document with Ping An, and all the property of the Lin family is in Ping An's place, it stands to reason... your mother's affairs can only be handled by Ping An," Uncle Jian said.

The sarcasm in Lin Ling's eyes flashed past, and the corner of her eye glanced at Lin Ping'an, looked at Uncle Jian and said: "There is no coffin at home, I have to buy it, and I haven't found a place to bury my mother, even if I bury it on my own land, It costs money to ask a Taoist priest to look at Feng Shui, and my mother has suffered all her life. When I go, I also hope that she can wear a good shroud and cover a good quilt, and I have to hire someone to carry the coffin and so on... It all costs money. "

Uncle Jian saw that Lin Ling finished speaking and looked at Lin Pingan. Although Lin Pingan didn't say anything, he looked like he was protecting the money in his hand tightly and said everything: "Then what do you mean?"

Lin Ling clenched Xiao Lin's hand. Her aunt's affairs were originally supposed to be handled by the few of them together. Now she wants to handle it alone, but she still needs to add some calculations. Thinking about it... really sad: "Look at Lin Ping'an, is he willing to spend money to help my mother with these things?"

Seeing that everyone in the room was looking at him, Lin Pingan looked at Lin Ling: "Although you and I have nothing to do with each other, but mother is still yours and Lin Xuan's."

"That's true." Lin Ling didn't deny it.

Seeing what Lin Ling said, Lin Ping'an spoke a little louder: "Mother's funeral should be handled by us together."

"Well...then you take the money." Lin Ling said.

Lin Ping'an's expression became stiff, and he looked at Lin Ling with dissatisfaction: "Why do you always count my money? They are all mother's children, and I can't do everything by me. Don't say I'm not filial. , Which one do you like, just pick it."

"You mean that you only produce the land and don't care about anything else?" Lin Ling looked at Lin Ping'an.

"Don't think that the land is worthless, we farmers, the land is our life! Lin Ling, you are not the Lin family, but I am still the Lin family. I have to retain my strength and earn prosperity for our Lin family." Lin Pingan finished speaking , Feeling that what he said made sense, he nodded seriously and said: "Yes, that's it."

Lin Ling raised the corners of her lips mockingly. She was too lazy to refute Lin Pingan. The reason why she brought up this matter was because she wanted to handle it by herself. It was just that she had ten taels of silver with her before, but Gu Nian's family gave it all to her. Her mother, now all the money is with Lin Ping'an, and she has no money.Involuntarily, she looked at Li Jia Erlang.

I don't know if Li Jia Erlang is willing to lend her money now, how can she ask him?Think about it, she is really useless, she can't even pay for her mother's funeral.

Erlang of the Li family didn't look at Lin Ling. After Lin Ping'an finished speaking, he took out two taels of silver from his arms, handed it to Uncle Jian and said, "Uncle, I'm not familiar with this place, but I see you It's an old man here, can you please help us to contact the Taoist priest and help us find some coffin bearers?"

Uncle Jian stared blankly at the money in his hand. He never thought that the first person to pay for Xiao Lin's family would be Lin Ling's in-laws: "Two liang of silver is enough to buy another coffin and shroud and quilt." Enough is enough, there is still more.”

"The rest of the money will be regarded as uncle's hard work. After all, we will trouble you with our family affairs." Li Jia Erlang said.

Lin Pingan opened his mouth, envious of the money in Uncle Jian's hand.

Uncle Jian nodded, and said to Erlang of the Li family, "Don't worry, I'll take care of these things for you right away."

Aunt Zhu watched Uncle Jian leave, and couldn't help but look at Erlang of the Li family, and then at Lin Ling. Was this girl really wronged to marry into the Li family?But she could tell that Li Jiaerlang had a lot of support for Lin Ling. Maybe the life after marriage should not just look at the outside and listen to rumors.

"Lin Ling, Lin Xuan will follow me for the time being. After all, she is still young, and you still have a lot of things to do in the future. I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of her."

Lin Ling opened her mouth, she looked at Aunt Zhu, no matter what Aunt Zhu was, Aunt Zhu really loved Lin Xuan: "That's fine."

"Sister." Lin Xuan opened his mouth to refuse, but looked at Lin Ling and shook his head, with mist in his eyes.

"My sister still needs to dress up Auntie so that Auntie can leave beautifully. I really can't take care of you, but don't worry, I will let you see Auntie off for the last time."

"I'll just be obedient and not make noise, okay?" Lin Xuan pursed his lips, looked at Lin Ling pitifully and said.

Lin Ling touched Lin Xuan's face, looking at Lin Xuan's appearance, she only felt that the tears she had finally controlled were about to flow again: "Okay, then thank you Aunt Zhu for your kindness."

Aunt Zhu took a deep look at Lin Ling and Lin Xuan, then turned and left.

Li Jiaerlang saw that only Lin Ling, Lin Xuan, Lin Pingan and him were left in the room. After a short pause, he said to Lin Ling: "I'll go buy some paper money for joss sticks. It doesn't matter if you and Lin Xuan are here. ?” He thought of a way to send a letter to his family. On the day of returning home in the past three dynasties, the siblings encountered such sad things. It really is...

Lin Ling looked at Li Jia Erlang gratefully. She never thought that he would take the initiative to give her money before she even spoke. Compared with Lin Pingan, Li Jia Erlang is more like an older brother: "It doesn't matter, although I I don't like Lin Ping'an, but he is A Niang's son after all."

If it was according to her original intention, she would not want to see Lin Pingan at all, but her mother loves Lin Pingan very much. I understand what her mother means, so she won't be too embarrassing with him in this final funeral, but in the future...

A flash of determination flashed in Lin Ling's eyes.

Li Jia Erlang nodded, and before leaving the house, he looked back at Lin Ling.

An hour and a half later.

A sad suona sounded.

Paper money is flying all over the sky.

Lin Ling was wearing white filial piety clothes, holding the coffin in both hands. She watched the coffin bearer lift up her mother's coffin, and her heart ached.

"It's getting dark today. It's too hasty to go to the burial at this time." Aunt Zhu asked softly, and she looked around. Not only did Xiao Lin die in a hurry, but there were also few people who sent him to the funeral after death. pitiful.

Uncle Jian looked at Lin Ling and sighed: "When a person dies, he must be buried. It doesn't make any difference if he stays for one more day or one day less. Besides, Lin Ling is married after all, so it's not good to stay in her mother's house for longer."

"You're right, this is no longer her home." Aunt Zhu said softly, watching the mourners leave, her eyes were complicated. From now on...she might never hear Lin Xuan again. Shout out.

(End of this chapter)