After a while, Xu Zhixi and seven or eight villagers walked in from outside.

Because young people are working outside.

The youngest people who stay in the village are in their fifties and sixties.

Fortunately, there are many people and great power, so everyone started to organize themselves separately.

Someone ran to the town to greet someone who specialized in organizing funerals.

Something was arranged inside and outside the courtyard.

Sisters Xu Zhixi and Xu Ningning were wearing mourning clothes and mourning clothes.

Chen Jianghe followed him around.

In this era, the mountain villages were mainly burial.

Chen Jianghe bought a good pair of solid wood coffins for the old lady.

I invited a famous trumpet band in all corners of the countryside.

The butcher shops and convenience stores in the town were almost empty.

The old lady's funeral was held for seven days.

It alarmed all the villages within a dozen miles nearby.

Xu Zhixi and Xu Ningning have been growing up since childhood.

This is the first time I know that there are so many relatives around the bush.

But these relatives have never walked around.

At this time, they all appeared one by one.

There are flowing mats in the yard day and night.

These villagers not only eat and drink here three meals a day.

He also took the whole piece of meat and whole bags of pastries at home.

But Chen Jianghe seemed to be invisible.

I still spend money every day to buy whole pork and dozens of bakeries from the town like flowing water.

All of this is naturally seen in the eyes of the sisters Xu Zhixi and Xu Ningning.
Chapter completed!