Yang Huazhong went home to get the carriage, preparing to take Lao Yangtou to Qingshui Town. Luofengtang drove a car over to wait and pick up Yang Yongxian and Xiuer and the others when they returned. He would also need another carriage.

At the Luo family's, Yang Ruoqing briefly explained the situation to Luo Tiejiang. Luo Tiejiang said, "I'll go get the cart. You call Tang YaZi over and have him eat a few bites."

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Yang Ruqing was thinking the same thing. Tang Ya'zi's trip to Qinghui Town would likely take him until nightfall to return, and her stomach was already growling with hunger.

Luo Fengtang had originally wanted to retreat, but he couldn't resist Yang Ruohuang's insistence.

“Although Lao Yang’s family matters are urgent, this situation has already happened. It's not that you can reverse the situation by rushing there hastily. Besides, if you exhaust yourself and fall ill, I would rather forbid you from going!”

Seeing Yang Ruqing about to get angry, Luofengtang quickly appeased her, "Okay, okay, I'll eat, I'll eat, all right? Don't be mad at me."

Yang Ruoning nodded.

Luo Fengtang finished eating as quickly as possible. At this moment, Yang Ruoqing had already prepared a small blanket for him to take.

As for its use, he understood. The two of them looked at the small blanket, their moods both somewhat heavy.

As she saw Luofeng Tang and Yang Huazhong's carriage disappear into the distance, Yang Ruqing hurried to her maternal home next door, but she found only Xiaoduo and Feng'er were there. Feng'er was napping on a rocking chair in the main hall, while Xiaoduo was sitting beside her, doing needlework, never leaving her side.

"The big house's matter, Mother also knew about it. At that time, she cried and sent off Father and Grandfather. Mother and Fifth Aunt went to the old house together." Xiaoduo whispered softly to Yang Ruqing.

“I don’t feel at ease about Mother's health. I originally wanted to go with Feng’er to accompany her, but Mother wouldn't allow it. She told me to stay home and look after Feng’er, warning us not to go to the old house under any circumstances.” Xiaoduo added.

Yang Ruqing nodded: “With such a thing happening, the old house... Anyway, you listen to your mother, stay at home and take good care of Feng'er.”

In the concept of villagers, whenever there is a funeral, there are some dirty things lurking around.

Children under six years old have their heavenly eyes not yet fully closed, making them able to see things adults cannot. Coupled with the fact that children naturally possess weak yang energy, if they are possessed by evil spirits, they may fall ill lightly, or severely...

"Du'er, you stay home with Feng'er and follow him wherever he goes. I'm going to the old house first," Yang Ruqing added.

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Xiaoduo nodded seriously: "Sister, just rest assured and go. Take good care of Mother, her body is only slightly better today."

Old Yang's ancestral home, this time Yang Ruqing went straight in through the main gate of the front courtyard.

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As Yang Ruqing passed by Li Xiu's house, she couldn't help but glance inside because the door was open.

The room was in disarray. Clothes were piled everywhere: on the bed, in the crib beside it, and on the stool next to the crib. They were all Xiu'er’s clothes.

On the ground, a large basin, a small bucket, scattered papers, diapers everywhere, a pungent medicinal smell mixed with the stench of feces. Obviously, Xiu'er had gone through something over the past five or six hours from last night to this morning!

Jin was facing away from Yang Ruqing, tidying up in the house. Every spring when the cauliflower bloomed, Jin would be dazed for a month or two. But after that period, she would come to her senses. Besides being clumsier than others and unable to speak, she functioned normally in other aspects. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for her to raise Fu'er to nine years old.

Yang Ruqing did not go to disturb the Jin family, but went straight to the backyard.

In the back house, almost all of the remaining female members of the Lao Yang family were present. Even Yang Huamei had rushed over. Everyone gathered around the bed, countless worried eyes focused on Tan Shi lying on it.

Yang Ruqing also came to the bedside and her gaze fell on Tan.

The two silver needles on Tan's arms had been removed, her forehead bound with a strip of cloth, and she lay there with two pillows under her body. Her eyelids were open, and in her clouded eyes, there floated two white clouds.

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“How are you doing now? Are you still stable emotionally?” Yang Ruqing stepped back and asked Zhao Liuer in a low voice.

Zhao Liuer also lowered her voice and said, "She hasn't cried anymore, but she doesn't talk much either. Earlier, her aunt came over and persuaded her, fed her a couple of bites of noodles, but she still didn't speak up, just lying there like that."

Yang Ruqing frowned slightly, it seems that Tan Shi was truly heartbroken this time.

"It was me, it was I who killed Xiu'er."

A hoarse and desolate voice suddenly arose, so jarring in this silent eastern chamber.

“Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? This has nothing to do with you. It was all that poisonous woman Li Xiuxin who harmed Xiu’er!”

Yang Huamei pressed her nose, reddened eyes angrily said.

Tan lay still, but his lips moved.

“I was the one who fed Xiu’er the silver ear soup. If I hadn’t been so careless, Xiu’er wouldn't have drunk so much and wouldn’t have died. It was me, I killed Xiu’er, my dear great-grandson! Tai Po, I harmed you…”

Mrs. Tan's voice cracked as she cried, like a night owl screeching in blood, making one's heart ache with every sob.

"Mother, you mustn't say that. You are kind to your son-in-law, this is your love for him, and we all know it." Mrs. Sun also comforted her.

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"Besides, who could have imagined that there would be such spooky things in the food on the table? Not just you, but nobody could have predicted it!" Mrs. Sun added.

Tan was still immersed in her grief and self-blame, muttering to herself: "I still remember when I fed Xiuer sweet soup, the child's small mouth was babbling, and as I fed him slowly, he stretched out his little hand to grab mine. I rarely got close to my own children at home, but I never expected such a thing to happen..."

If I hadn't fed my child the sweet porridge yesterday, or if it wasn't me who fed him, I wouldn't feel this stabbing pain right now.

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Yang Huamei said angrily, "In the end, it's all because of that poisonous woman Li Xiu Xin. If she hadn't drugged them, there wouldn't be so many problems."

Yang HuaMei sat there bitterly accusing Li XiuXin, but the matter had already happened. Even if she killed Li XiuXin, Xiu'er wouldn't live either.

Everyone could only silently accompany Tan, waiting for the men to return.

As the sun began to set, Luofeng Tang returned at the forefront of the procession.

"Where's everyone else? Why are you alone?" Yang Ruohua asked.

Luofeng Tang said, “We’ve reached the village entrance. Grandfather asked me to return first and see if everything at home is ready.”

Hearing Luo Fengtang’s words, Tan shi cried again.

Mrs. Sun wiped her tears and stood up, saying, "Everything is ready in the alley next door."

Luofeng Tang nodded and turned to leave the house to speak with Lao Yangtou who was waiting at the village entrance.

Yang Ruqing frowned.

For children like Xiu'er, or unmarried family members who have passed away, it is generally not allowed to enter the main gate of their home, nor can they be kept there for mourning. As for performing rituals in the village ancestral hall, that is even more impossible.

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The usual practice is to find a spot near home and set up a simple altar, leaving it overnight. The next morning, the deceased is wrapped in shrouds and quietly buried in the mountains at the back of the village.

Therefore, earlier Sun had already led Bao Suyun and Yang Ruqing to set up a makeshift temporary resting place for Xiu'er in the small alley next door.

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