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Zhao Song cried, wiped his tears, turned around and saw Fu Tinghan, his eyes froze, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

This young man has a tall jade tree and looks like he belongs to a good-looking family.

Zhao Hanzhang raised his red eyes and introduced him with tears in his eyes, "Fifth uncle, this is the eldest son of the Fu family."

"It turns out to be my uncle," Zhao Song was even more satisfied, with undisguised admiration in his eyes, "I, Mrs. Zhao, will always remember my uncle's filial piety and kindness in my heart, and I will never forget it."

Fu Tinghan hurriedly said that this was what he should do.

Zhao Song reluctantly moved to the main hall with Zhao Hanzhang to talk, "I have heard from Uncle Cheng that your marriage to Mr. Fu Dalang was supposed to take place after the first seven days, but it happened to be the chaos in Luoyang. Now the March fever has not passed. , the marriage can still be done."

The reason why she was keen on this marriage in the first place was because she had an honest reason to tie Professor Fu to her side. Now that he is around, the wedding is not so urgent.

Zhao Hanzhang declined, "Fifth uncle, the top priority is to let my grandfather rest in peace."

She said: "Although there is ice to cool down now, the smell will come out over time. I don't want my grandfather to be in such a mess, so I should take care of him at the moment."

He added: "Besides, our luggage was robbed and all our property was lost. Grandpa Fu doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. He really has no intention of having a wedding. Why don't we discuss the marriage after we have paid our respects to our grandfather."

Zhao Song made sense when he thought about it. Sanniang and Fu Tinghan were just one step away from a wedding. The marriage certificate was finalized and they were just one step away from becoming husband and wife. But at this time of filial piety, they couldn't do anything when they got married. They were still divided into separate houses. Sleep, so a wedding is not very necessary at this time.

Anyway, this is Runan, Fu Tinghan can't bully her.

"Then I will carry the coffin back to Xiping early tomorrow morning. I will have someone build a new mourning hall for your grandfather in the clan, and ask the eminent monks from Runan to read the scriptures for seven, seven and forty-nine days..."

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly interrupted: "Fifth uncle, this is too extravagant. My grandfather was frugal by nature and did not like luxury. Before he died, he also said not to do anything grand. Sanniang did not want to go against my grandfather's last wish."

She said: "And it takes too long. I want to cry in Shangcai. I will choose a day and go from Shangcai to the cemetery. Then I will invite a senior monk to accompany me and chant sutras all the way. What does the fifth uncle think?"

Zhao Song thought this was too crude.

Zhao Hanzhang lowered his voice and said: "Fifth uncle, if you send the coffin back to Xiping for a grand ceremony, not only the Zhao family's in-laws will come to express their condolences, but also Runan's old friends and family members will come after hearing the news. Then they will see the uncle and his wife. Even if my eldest brother is not here, we must ask, even if we are willing to cover it up, there is no guarantee that they will not suspect anything."

Zhao Hanzhang rubbed her eyes. The ginger juice on her fingers made her tears fall one by one. She sobbed and said: "My grandfather repeatedly told me to let some uncles and others control my mother and Erlang. No one is allowed to do so." Get along well with your uncle and the others. In troubled times, clan members must rely on the clan for protection. If the clan wants to be prosperous, it must unite. If this matter gets serious, it will not only have a big impact on the second wife, but also my family, Zhao. The reputational impact was also huge.”

Seeing that she knew the general situation so well, Zhao Song couldn't help but sigh, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let you decide on this matter."

Zhao Hanzhang left with tears in his eyes. As soon as he went out, he fanned his eyes with his hands. It was too spicy.

She glanced at Fu Tinghan leaning against the pillar and put down her hand.

Fu Tinghan held back his laughter and stepped forward, handing her a handkerchief and saying, "Wipe the water out."

Zhao Hanzhang took it and it turned out to be a wet handkerchief.

She wiped her eyes carefully and went to the backyard with Fu Tinghan, "So many relatives have come to express their condolences, so we have to arrange their food and accommodation. My grandma is crying so hard now that she can't make arrangements. Can you help me later?"

Fu Tinghan agreed, "Okay."

He was a little curious, "I thought you would take the opportunity to avenge this little girl, but why did you protect Zhao Ji's family instead?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Even if I want revenge, there is no need to use such means. What I said to Zhao Song is true. We are now on the same boat. We are both prosperous and disadvantaged. If I take revenge, we can also solve it internally. He also uses Don't let me use outside means to deal with it."

Fu Tinghan thought about it and followed him to arrange for relatives to express condolences.

Zhao Hanzhang showed her poverty vividly. She asked people to clear out the guest courtyard and guest rooms in the other courtyard.

The place in the countryside is not big, except that the place is big enough, so the other courtyard is also very large, and the living room and guest room are enough, but the furnishings inside are very simple.

Even the food is very simple, only white rice and white noodles are eaten, and there are only two kinds of vegetables, stewed vegetables and stewed winter melon, pollution-free green food, very healthy.

It's so delicious that people's faces turn green.

Fortunately, this is the period of filial piety, and people behave in a certain manner. If you want hot water, you can have hot water, and if you want more food, you can add more food. Everyone is treated equally, without exception, so it is not considered rude.

It's just so pathetic.

The older and more senior clan elders walked around the other courtyard and finally sat together with Zhao Song, "Wu Lang, it's not easy for the Wang family to take care of orphans and weak girls now. Although there are some from the Fu family, Dalangjun is here, but their family is based in Luoyang and Jingzhao County, which is beyond our reach. They lost all their luggage while escaping, and I heard that the ice they use now is on credit."

Zhao Song understood and immediately said: "I know, uncles, don't worry, I will make arrangements."

The clan elders left with satisfaction. They were one generation older than Zhao Changyu, and it was enough for them to burn incense. The rest of the matter of weeping souls was a matter for the ordinary and younger generations.

Zhao Song thought about it and felt that Zhao Hanzhang's remarks today were a bit strange, so he went to her and asked bluntly: "When your grandfather is buried, you can take your mother and younger brother back to live with your clan. I will have your house moved Pack it out.”

Zhao Hanzhang refused and mentioned her dowry, "My grandfather wanted me to run these real estate shops. When Erlang grows up, he will have half of these things. You also know that now that the Central Plains is in chaos, Fu Dalang promised to help his grandfather." After observing mourning for one year, I thought that if I observe mourning in the other courtyard in Shangcai, he would be more comfortable."

She paused and said, "And my father once studied here. I want him and Erlang to stay and concentrate on their studies."

When it came to studying, Zhao Song was speechless, but Erlang...

Zhao Song asked: "Is Erlang still unable to read?"

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "Although he is not very good at reading, he is not stupid and is very obedient. Don't worry, Fifth Uncle, I will teach him well."

Zhao Song sighed deeply and agreed.

When he went back to his room to rest in the evening, he called his son over and said, "Let someone go back and get some money, and prepare some plain cloth, and some sugared tea leaves. Sanniang and the others are now penniless. Now that they have returned to Runan, they can't Look at how miserable they are again.”

"yes."

"We drew up the gift list and sent it to each family. We chose a day for burial. The day after tomorrow will be good. Then the mother and son will return to the clan to settle down. Bring them all the gifts. The money... put more in the box. inside."

Zhao Ming agreed and asked, "Father, is that what Zhao Ji is doing?"

See you tomorrow