Cao Bamei said to Xiaojie in a low voice: "You silly girl, do you really take it seriously?"

"Slap one level away. Those people are separated from us by countless levels. Tell me, if their old lady passed away, wouldn't you be so sad that you couldn't eat?"

Xiaojie shook her head without hesitation, "How is that possible? I'm not familiar with those old ladies. Even if I met them when I was a child, it's been seven or eight years and we are no longer together and have no feelings!"

Cao Bamei said: "That's right. If you treat others like that, then others must treat us the same way."

"It's great if someone can squeeze out a few tears in front of the coffin and pretend to be sad,"

"The ones who are really sad are our own family members. They were invited to help with the funeral. As long as they do a good job of cooking and cooking, we don't care too much." Cao Bamei said.

Xiaojie frowned, "I didn't want to care too much. The main reason is that I got angry when I saw them smiling so brightly. My grandma just died and hasn't been buried yet. I don't want to see people laughing!"

Cao Bamei raised her hand and pinched Xiaojie's nose lovingly, "You are already a twelve or thirteen year old girl, why do you still speak so childishly?"

"The person who passed away was a member of our family, not theirs. They laughed at them. You are just asking for trouble!" Cao Bamei said.

Xiaojie curled her lips and sat there silently.

Yang Ruoqing also took Xiaojie's hand and said to her: "There are three gangs of heroes, and the dozen or so people we came here alone cannot make Grandma Ga's funeral a grand one."

"When we go to the countryside, we do as the Romans do. If we want to leave in a lively and lively way, we have to be more open-minded."

"Remember, the purpose of our trip is to arrange the funeral smoothly and let Grandma bury her in peace. Ignore the rest if you can. They are just talking and laughing behind their backs, eating a few meatballs, nothing more.

It’s a big deal, just pretend you didn’t see it.”

Hearing Yang Ruoqing say the same thing, Xiaojie could only nod her head, "Well, I won't say anything anymore. I just hope that this funeral will end soon so that I can go back to Changping Village early. Now I am not familiar with this place at all..."

Cao Bamei said: "No way? This is your hometown, the place where you were born."

Xiaojie shook her head, "When I left here, I was only five or six years old, and I don't remember many things."

"Compared to here, I feel that Changping Village is more like my home. There are my good sisters, Xiaohua, Xiaoduo, Sister-in-law Huangmao, and my two sisters from Aunt Guihua's family..."

Yang Ruoqing gently stroked Xiaojie's head, "It doesn't matter where it is, as long as there are relatives, it is our home."

"Yes, yes!" Cao Bamei nodded, "My home is also in Changping Village. After the funeral is over, we will go back together."

Xiaojie nodded vigorously. "I'll change my milk for incense."

Seeing Xiaojie getting up and going to the table in front of the filial piety account to change the incense, Cao Bamei said: "Xiaojie's personality is like my sister-in-law, straightforward and fierce, and there is no room for sand in her eyes."

"Such a straight person has advantages and disadvantages. If you meet someone who is equally cheerful, it won't be a big deal. If you meet that kind of tortuous in-laws, Xiaojie will suffer." She said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "She is still young, and youth is indispensable for being energetic. When she becomes more sensible in a few years, she will know how to take appropriate detours."

Cao Bamei said: "That's true,"

Looking at Xiaojie who was adding incense with a serious look on her face and whispering to Mrs. Sun's memorial tablet, Cao Bamei said, "Are Xiaojie about the same age as Bi and Xiaohua Xiaoduo?"

Xiaohua said: "I'm fourteen, Xiaoduo is a few months younger than me, and sister Xiaojie is half a year younger than Xiaoduo, but the three of us grew up together."

Cao Bamei nodded and said, "Of course I know. Like Qing'er, I have watched you grow up."

Xiaohua pursed her lips and smiled, "Second sister-in-law, you are relying on your old age again."

Xiaohua and Da'an got engaged, because Xiaohua herself was raised by Yang Huazhong and Sun. Even if the marriage was not consummated, in the hearts of the big guys and Xiaohua herself, she was completely the daughter-in-law of the third wife of the old Yang family, so she called her Cao Bamei.

It is only natural to say "Second Sister-in-Law".

Cao Bamei also took it as a given.

She said to Xiao Hua: "I think among you three girls, so far, you are the most blessed."

"The number one scholar in Daqi who was only born in three years has become your husband. You are so destined to be a noble lady!"

Xiaohua blushed with embarrassment.

Yang Ruoqing also said: "On this point, the eighth sister is absolutely right. Xiaohua's face is so good. One time, Goddess Li took one look at her and said she was destined to be a noble woman and to have a prosperous husband."

Xiaohua's face turned as red as a monkey's ass, "Second sister-in-law, sister, let's not talk about this at this time, okay? I'm sorry if the people in Sunjiagou will hear it later."

Yang Ruoqing said: "You have an upright marriage, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about. But it's better not to tell you about this, so as to save you some trouble."

trouble?

Cao Bamei and Xiaohua looked at each other. Xiaohua was innocent and didn't understand the mystery behind Yang Ruoqing's words, but Cao Bamei did.

"That's right, we are here to attend the funeral of the old lady. We will not talk about other matters at all," Cao Bamei said.

After lunch, Mrs. Sun and others came to the ancestral hall.

"We are here to guard you. You should go back and eat quickly." Da Sun urged.

Cao Bamei and Xiaojie both stood up quickly, while Yang Ruoqing asked the eldest Sun and Sun family in a hurry: "Which family is in charge of the kitchen? What should we call us when we meet?"

Mrs. Sun was startled for a moment. She had been busy for most of the day and had been busy with the funeral, but she had neglected this detail.

If you don't make it clear, when the children go back to eat and the women come over to say hello, the children will be laughed at from behind because they won't be able to call them by their names.

Da Sun said: "Let me go back with you. I just want to get something. Qing'er Mother, I will leave the ancestral hall to you first."

Sister Sun and the eldest Sun sister were of the same mind and wanted to go together, so they quickly said: "Well, we are here. Sister, please go back with the children first."

Sunjia Village is not big, with only about twenty households in the village, all bearing the surname Sun.

Because of the terrain, this village is not like other villages in Shangadali. There is one family here and one family there. Sometimes there is a cliff between the two families.

The terrain of Sunjiagou is low-lying, with the ancestral hall as the center point, and more than 20 households are located to the east, west and north of the ancestral hall.

After exiting the side door of the ancestral hall, walk straight back and arrive at the old house in a short while.

Compared with the old house of the old Yang family, this old house is really much simpler and shabby.

A half-person-high pile of stones forms the yard wall and fence gate, and the fence gate is covered with thatch.

In the yard, two sheds were set up. There were three or four tables under one large shed, and two large wooden basins for bathing under the other smaller shed.
Chapter completed!