Chapter 12 Embalming
As soon as Xia Zihan saw the face of her grandfather, whom she had not seen for decades, she couldn't control herself and started crying.
"Yu Niang, don't cry. Your grandfather will not rest in peace even if he sees you sad," Mrs. Zeng advised.
But she also shed a lot of tears.
"You go and have a rest first. Grandma wants to spend time with your grandfather quietly." She wiped away her tears and took the water from Xia Zihan's hand.
Xia Zihan choked with sobs and withdrew with everyone in the room.
Mrs. Zeng said to the priest, "You all should go out, I want to say a proper farewell to the old man."
When the priest heard this, he quickly arranged for people to go out.
The trumpeter was playing hard in front of the house, and the sad tune made Xia Zihan couldn't help but cry.
For her, her grandfather has passed away for decades. When her grandfather's memorial day comes, although she misses her grandfather very much, she is not too sad.
But when she saw her grandfather who looked like he was asleep just now, the image of her grandfather's love for her suddenly came into her mind, and she cried reluctantly.
Once again, her grandfather left her forever.
Why?
Why wasn't she reborn a few days earlier?
She would be reborn a few days earlier, so at least she could hear her grandfather's voice again.
Grandma's cry soon came from the house. Because the cry was not loud, it was covered up by the drum music.
Xia Zihan stood in front of the door and still heard it.
The sad breath brought more tears from her.
……
After the burial, the mourning hall was properly decorated. Xia Zihan, as the only blood descendant of Mr. Chuge, was the first to pay homage, burn incense and kowtow.
After that, she knelt down in front of the mourning hall and burned paper money for her grandfather one by one. After everything was prepared, Mrs. Zeng announced the news that Mr. Chu Ge had died of illness. Soon, people from Luo Yi came to pay their respects.
Xia Zihan's legs were numb after kneeling all morning, but she didn't say a word.
Grandmother Zeng felt sorry for her because she was young and was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so she said, "Yu Niang, go back to your room and rest for a while. Grandma is here."
"I'm not tired yet." Xia Zihan moved her legs. "My grandfather loved me so much during his lifetime. I want to spend more time with my grandfather during his last days."
In her previous life, her grandfather passed away. After she fainted and woke up, she became sadly ill and was unable to accompany her grandfather on his last journey.
This is her regret.
In this life, she will not let herself regret it again.
"Hey, this child is really filial. It's not in vain that Mr. Chuge loved her when he was born again."
"Who says it's not the case? When Mr. Chu Ge was reborn, he looked at his granddaughter as if she were an eyeball. He really held it in his mouth for fear of spending it, held it in his hand for fear of falling. He asked for the moon but would never give it to the stars."
"The heirs of the old Chu Ge family have withered away, and she is the only one left. If you don't love her, who else can you love?"
"Yes, yes, but after all, she is the root of the Xia family, and she will eventually return to her roots."
"When Chu Ge died, he didn't even have any heirs to hold the coffin. Alas..."
"Why, haven't you heard?"
Mr. Chu Ge has been an official for decades. He is upright and honest, with a clear pocket and a breeze on his sleeves. He is devoted to the people and the country.
Since he took the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the money in the treasury has become more abundant year by year, and the grain storage in the granary has also been full year by year. The emperor is very happy and has great trust in Mr. Chuge. and reuse.
(End of chapter)