In Yiling County, western Hunan, surrounded by mountains, there is only one mountain road to go out.

An old lady (Zhang Tianjun) was riding a donkey and walking slowly on the mountain road. On the cart behind the donkey was a pair of golden nanmu coffin, and the coffin was covered with yellow talismans. The road was rugged and the sound of collisions was bang.

"Grandma! Grandma!" Zhang Xue shouted happily.

A sound came from a distance, and Zhang Yan took Zhang Xue's little hand and ran over quickly.

"Hey! Be careful, run slowly!" Zhang Tianjun smiled happily and walked slowly on the donkey.

Zhang Xue (nine years old) has two small braids, her face is flushed, her big watery eyes, two dimples when she smiles, she is wearing a white cheongsam, and her feet are wearing a pair of embroidered shoes.

Zhang Yan (twelve years old) was as cold as ice. Seeing the golden nanmu coffin behind his grandmother, the coldness on his face became deeper, his brows were frowning, and his left hand was clenched tightly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? You look unhappy. Grandma is back!" Zhang Xue raised her head and looked at Zhang Yan, and said in a soft voice, holding his hand and showing a cute smile to him.

Zhang Yan looked down at Zhang Xue's smile, nodded slightly, and reluctantly showed a smile.

Zhang Tianjun came over on a donkey and saw every move of his grandson Zhang Yan. He knew in his heart that he was just suffering.

"Sit up and go home!" Zhang Tianjun said and stopped.

Zhang Xue nodded and was about to climb up. Zhang Yan grabbed Zhang Xue and hugged her directly, let her sit on the cart, and then sat next to her.

Zhang Tianjun waved a whip to the donkey, and the donkey walked forward in pain, pulling the coffin into it.

The Zhang family, Zhang Xijing (father) and Huang Jiaozhu (mother) stood at the door to welcome the returned Zhang Tianjun and saw her coming slowly on a donkey.

At this time, Zhang Gui (eighteen years old) came over and greeted them, "Uncle and aunt, I heard that grandma is back, I'll take a look."

Zhang Gui became a descendant of the Zhang family at the age of ten. He was gifted and proficient in everything. Before he was born, the peach blossoms in the whole town were blooming, green grass was green, and magpies circled the roof, which was auspicious. Originally named Zhang Tianlong, it was later changed to Zhang Gui.

"Yes." Zhang Xijing and Huang Jiaozhu nodded.

Zhang Tianjun stopped the donkey and got off the donkey. Zhang Yan also came down and hugged Zhang Xue.

"Brother Ghost!" Zhang Xue saw Zhang Gui standing next to her father, and happily ran over and came to him.

Zhang Gui said gently, "Well, Xue'er, don't run around." He reached out and gently pinched her little face, his eyes full of spoiling.

Zhang Xue pouted and said in a pity, "I didn't run around!"

Zhang Yan came over, looked at Zhang Gui, and shouted coldly: "Brother Ghost."

"Come here and take the initiative and carry it in together." Zhang Xijing said, tied a rope to the coffin, passed it through with a wooden stick, and lifted it up to one end.

"Okay! Zhang Yan, come together." Zhang Gui said, pulling Zhang Yan, who was unwilling to go over. The two of them carried the wood at the end together and carried the coffin into the door with Zhang Xijing.

Zhang Xue grabbed her mother's hand and walked into the house with her grandmother.

In the ancestral hall, the golden nanmu coffin is placed in the middle, and there is a small mahogany coffin next to it, and three incense sticks are lit on each of the tables.

Zhang Gui came to the golden nanmu coffin, gently pushed open the coffin door, slowly revealing the person inside.
Chapter completed!