Now he silently wiped the tears that seemed to have no source. After he wiped them, he continued to flow, as if he couldn't stop it.

"Uncle, I feel sorry for you! Your family still needs your advice." Ye Xiu stood beside him, holding the quiet little guy.

Mao Xuan's father nodded and quietly wiped his tears.

"Yeah." He didn't say much.

In fact, he loves his wife very much. Mao Xuan used to hate him because he made a mistake. After those years, the mother and son suffered too much.

It was all Mao Xuan’s mother who supported her family alone. She was very tired and worked until very late every day.

My body collapsed, that is, it collapsed in those years.

In fact, Mao Xuan’s father felt very guilty. This is the thing he regrets the most in his life. He did not take good care of his wife and children in times of difficulty.

Mao Xuan hated him, and he felt it was understandable, but with the help of his wife, the father and son finally let go of these things.

But later, her health was not as good as before, until it got worse and worse.

When Mao Xuan's mother was still able to think completely, she couldn't sleep because of pain, so she talked to him and said a lot.

Ask him to take good care of his children and help him share the burden. The child is under great pressure and hard work, and it is not easy. Don’t drink, smoke less, drive slowly, and eat on time.

She said a lot, explained a lot, and... so many regrets about her.

She still has many things she hasn't had time to do! But God didn't give her this opportunity.

She was actually very sorry, but she never blamed the child, not at all.

Mao Xuan's father thought of many things and looked at the hospital bed silently, but he couldn't stop crying.

Next to the hospital bed, Mao Xuan trembled his shoulders, his eyes were red, and tears were like an unshutened faucet, constantly dripping.

The voice was a little hoarse, and Ye Xiu could even hear it hoarse.

For him, the darkest day in his life was, but that's it.

Zhu Jieyu whispered to him, but the results were very little. Fortunately, the little guy in Ye Xiu's arms was still quiet.

He kept staring at the ceiling of the ward without any worries. Ye Xiu didn't know what he was looking at, anyway, he looked at it seriously.

Ye Xiu also looked at it and silently said, "Auntie, please leave."

Ye Xiu would rather believe that children can see different things, so at least they still have a thought.

I hope she will not suffer from the pain in her next life and will be safe and sound for the rest of her life.

Two hours later.

If you have enough crying and sad enough, you have to consider preparing for your funeral. If your relatives die, you will be buried in peace as soon as possible. The greatest respect for the deceased is the deceased.

Mao Xuan cried enough, then went to the front desk of the hospital to sign, a hearse drove home, and took Mao Xuan's mother's body.

Ye Xiu drove a private car, carrying Mao Xuan’s father and Zhu Jieyu and his son.

After returning home, I set off firecrackers and the neighbors came spontaneously, knowing that something was wrong.

On the farm, there will be no firecrackers for no reason. They are either festivals, good things, or bad things.

After arriving home, I set off firecrackers and sorted out the venue.

Mao Xuan wanted to dress his mother. The clothes had been bought long ago. His mother asked for them. Mao Xuan disagreed at the time and was scolded by her.

Are you planning to buy it after you die?

In the end, Mao Xuan had no choice but to agree and prepare her clothes and coffin.

In the past, I could make my own coffin and made of large materials. Each side of the coffin was complete with wood. Now it is not possible, and many of them are made of stuff.

It took Mao Xuan a long time to find someone to customize it. Even though she was still alive at that time, it was not that serious, but after she asked, Mao Xuan had no choice.

I bought a coffin and kept it at home and covered it with things. Now I still have to use it.

Ye Xiu took the initiative to change clothes. Originally, this was done by several elderly people, and the elderly were brave.

Few young people are willing to do this.

But Ye Xiu was not afraid, and Mao Xuan was even more afraid. The two of them changed her clothes.

After changing clothes, you will be put into the coffin.

When he entered the coffin, Mao Xuan cried very sadly. While crying, he sorted out her clothes and placed them in a straight position.

When covering the cloth, Mao Xuan knelt on the ground and cried heartbrokenly, and Ye Xiu felt distressed.

In the afternoon, the gentleman came and started to do salvation, which usually takes three days.

This is true for funerals.

He also had to prepare a funeral banquet. He prepared a lot of things at home. Ye Xiu went to the market several times before he bought all the things.

Ye Xiu came out at noon, but at night, Ye Xiu did not go back and stayed with Mao Xuan to watch the night.

I called Li Xiang and told him about the situation. Li Xiang could understand.

In the evening, Li Minda came back in turmoil. It was already very late. He had not bought the nearest ticket, so it was a little late.

Seeing Mao Xuan's appearance, Li Minda's eyes turned red and looked at the peaceful Mao Xuan's mother again. Li Minda carefully burned paper and burned incense.

He was watching with Mao Xuan, and he was not going back tonight.

At night, all the gentlemen who came fell asleep. In the mourning hall, there were Ye Xiu and the other two.

Li Minda and Mao Xuan were smoking cigarettes, looking at the fragrance from time to time. When the burning was almost done, they had to lit new ones and couldn't stop them.

Ye Xiu sat next to the table, looking at the gentleman's scriptures, but he couldn't quite understand them.

After another incense, Mao Xuan sat on a stool and lit a cigarette.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Mao Xuan said.

Ye Xiu put down his brush. The words written by the other man looked good and he wrote them like ghost paintings.

Li Minda waved his hand: "What's the hard work? It's not someone else."

"There is nothing wrong with this!" Ye Xiu replied.

Mao Xuan sighed, his eyes were still swollen, which made him look a little weird.

He wore a mourning cloth on his head, and Ye Xiu and Li Minda also had one on his head.

"I just came back a little slower, and my aunt couldn't catch up even when she changed her clothes." Li Minda regretted.

Mao Xuan shook his head.

It was so far away, and there was something happening again. He felt very sorry for Li Minda to come back. Originally, Li Minda was doing a major marriage.

"What do you say from Qian Xin?" Ye Xiu asked.

Li Minda took a sip of cigarette and then wiped out the cigarette butts.

"She didn't say anything! My wife is not the kind of person who doesn't know the priorities. I asked me to come back quickly and she will come after the New Year." Li Minda replied.

Ye Xiu and Mao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when their tone was not as fake.

If this incident delayed Li Minda's life major events, Mao Xuan felt sorry for his brothers for the rest of his life.

"You go over and pick her up then! She is still pregnant." Mao Xuan said.

Li Minda nodded. He knew all of these and could arrange them.

After looking at Ye Xiu, Li Minda exchanged a look with him, and Ye Xiu nodded.

"Xuan, be strong, Auntie hopes that you will be happy, healthy, carry the family, and take care of your wife and daughter." Li Minda patted his shoulder.

"There are no outsiders, just a few brothers. If you feel uncomfortable, you will cry. You have to look forward in the future and don't be immersed in the sadness." Ye Xiu also said.

Mao Xuan held the table, covered his face with both hands, and cried silently.

Ye Xiu and Li Minda sighed.

Ye Xiu went to burn incense silently, and Li Minda accompanied Mao Xuan.

In the first half of the night, several people could still talk, but in the second half of the night, Mao Xuan's father said they would come and change them. They didn't agree and asked Mao Xuan's father to rest.

In the second half of the night, sleepiness began to surge. Ye Xiu did not smoke, but could only drink strong tea to refresh himself.

In this way, we stayed until the early morning when the gentlemen came and started to swear and beat the salvation again.

At the funeral banquet the next day, Ye Xiu saw Li Xiang, who came with Teacher Zhao.

"If you have time, go to bed for a while. Mom said that you have to stay for two days!" Li Xiang felt a little sorry for her husband.

Ye Xiu nodded and agreed.

The next night, they were vigil again.

Until the day of the burial, when the soil was started to fill, Mao Xuan cried so much that he collapsed on the ground.

When the loess is filled, only one soil bun is left.

It was the morning of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Mao Xuan’s mother’s funeral was completely completed.

The coffin carried by Ye Xiu and Li Minda was filled with soil.
To be continued...