Chapter 512 Funerals

After Tang Zheng came in, he went to help Tang Yong.

As soon as the village chief saw Tang Xi, he hurried over.

"Miss Tang, you're here too?" The village head was actually a little surprised, he didn't know the relationship between Tang Xi and Tang Yong's family.

After all, there are so many people with the surname Tang in this world, it's impossible for them to be relatives just because they all have the surname Tang.

It wasn't until seeing the scene in front of him and remembering that Tang Xi was also surnamed Tang that he vaguely guessed something.

Tang Xi hugged Tang Zhaodi and got up, nodded slightly at him, "Village Chief, please forgive me!"

"No trouble, no trouble!" The village chief waved his hand, "The villain is the village chief. If something like this happens in the village, it's only right to help."

He looked at the other sky, and said to Tang Xi: "Miss Tang, sit down first, the villain is busy!"

Tang Xi nodded slightly.

As soon as the village chief left, Tang Xi took a look inside.

There were several women in the room, forming a circle, weeping as if they were changing clothes for the dead.

"Mother, mother, wake up, wake up!" Tang Shufang lay on the side, crying tears.

Tang Xi looked away, patted Tang Zhaodi on the back, and asked in a low voice, "Zhaodi, where's your aunt?"

"Auntie didn't come!" Tang Zhaodi choked and said, "When Grandma was brought back today, Dad went to talk to the Dong family, but none of them came. I only saw Dad alone. Come back in a hurry."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Tang Xi's eyes. It was Tang Shujuan who Yang loved the most during her lifetime. As a result, on the day of her death, Tang Shujuan didn't even take a step in the door. It was pitiful enough to think about it.

She put Tang Zhaodi on the ground and said in a low voice: "If you are afraid, go back to the house and sleep for a while, Aunt Xi will help first, okay?"

"Father and mother said, I have to be here to see grandma for the last time." Tang Zhaodi said: "Father said, no matter how bad grandma was to us when she was alive, now that she is gone, don't worry about the past. gone."

"Good boy!" Tang Xi tidied up the filial piety for her, and said in a low voice, "Then you wait here for a while, and Aunt Xi will help you with your parents, okay?"

"Ok!"

She wiped away her tears and nodded heavily.

Tang Xi pursed his lips and smiled, patted her on the back, and then walked towards Tang Yong and Tang Zhiyuan, who were talking to Tang Zheng.

"Axi is here too!" Wan Shi pulled her towards her and forced a smile, "Have you eaten yet?"

Tang Xi nodded, "I've already eaten, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No need, with the help of the village head, it's almost done." Wan sighed softly, "The year hasn't ended yet, and he left suddenly. I don't know what to say."

Tang Xi heard a burst of suona sounds, and immediately, there was another sound of gongs, followed by the sound of suona and gongs.

She looked up and saw the village head leading the two people in.

In the room, a woman came out, she looked at Tang Yongdao: "Father Zhiyuan, the shroud has been changed, it's about time, it's time to go into the coffin."

This is the time of the future, and today is also sunny.

Tang Yong nodded silently.

No matter how bad Mrs. Yang was, she was also his wife. Tang Yong felt a little uncomfortable when she left suddenly.

After entering the coffin, before closing the lid, Wan pulled Tang Zhaodi to stand in front of the corpse and cried. Tang Shufang was also helped out by several women. She cried so sadly that she seemed to be about to collapse.

When the coffin boards were being closed, both the child and the woman had to turn their backs, and only turned around after the coffin was closed.

(End of this chapter)

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