Farmer's eldest sister becomes rich

Chapter 310 Wei's Fragrance

"Dad, Mom, I am an unfilial daughter and cannot serve you two any longer. I hope…I hope you will take…take care of yourself…"

Wei's voice became lower and lower, and finally, he slowly closed his eyes, and the skin on his face gradually lost its vitality.

Mother Wei couldn't believe this was true. She hugged Wei tightly and cried out in despair: "Wan'er... don't leave mother..."

At this moment, there was silence in the room.

Only the sound of Wei's mother wailing echoed back and forth in the room.

When my grandmother saw this, she also raised her hands to cover her mouth and cried.

Mother Wei kept crying out loudly, "Wan'er, Wan'er... wake up quickly, wake up quickly..."

Father Wei, who was standing in front of the bed, had his mouth twitching and trembling in shock, and a choking sound coming from his throat.

Suddenly, his legs and feet went limp and his son Wei Zhi, who was standing beside him, supported him.

"..."

Suddenly, the whole house was filled with sobbing.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the grandmother came forward and advised: "My dear, my dear mother, please take care of yourself."

After hearing Zheng's advice, Wei's mother immediately pounced on her grandmother Zheng like a mad dog.

She roared with hatred on her face: "Are you happy now? Are you satisfied?"

After saying that, she started crying and beating her grandmother Zheng's arm again: "Give me back my daughter! Give me back my daughter!"

Uncle Jiang Chenghai and An Yue, who were standing by, saw that Wei's mother was losing control of her emotions, and they hurried forward to stop her.

Suddenly, a loud slap hit my uncle Jiang Chenghai in the face.

Mother Wei stared at Jiang Chenghai with disgust and said, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, Wan'er wouldn't be like this..."

Jiang Chenghai, who was slapped in the face, did not say anything, but kept his head down in silence.

Seeing that Jiang Chenghai didn't fight back or say anything in return, Mother Wei grabbed Jiang Chenghai's clothes on his chest with both hands and shook him madly: "Give Wan'er back to me! Give her back to me!"

Father Wei rushed forward, grabbed Mother Wei's arm, and shouted, "Have you had enough of making trouble? Look at what you have done!"

An Yue, who was standing next to her grandmother, felt something was not right.

She really couldn't understand why Wei's mother had always emphasized that she was the one who let Wei down?

What I can’t understand even more is why Wei’s father would blame Wei’s mother at this time?

Grandfather stepped forward and said, "My dear, my dear, Wan'er is a member of our Jiang family whether she is alive or dead. We are deeply saddened by this. Please accept our condolences."

When Wei's mother heard this, she became even more emotional. She cried and said arrogantly, "Excuse me? But the girl lying here is not your daughter! Of course you are saying 'Excuse me!' You..."

Before Mother Wei could finish her words, Father Wei stepped forward and pulled her away, saying sternly, "My daughter is still alive, what are you doing? I think you have lost your mind!"

Jiang Chenghai on the side moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak.

When Wei's mother mentioned this, my grandparents' faces became even more painful. My grandparents understood better than anyone the pain of seeing a loved one die.

Father Wei turned to his father-in-law Jiang Wuwen and said, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law, this happened and I said something wrong. I hope you can forgive me."

Jiang Wuwen nodded, and then called his son Jiang Chenghai to go to the yard.

In the yard, the father and son discussed: "Ah Hai, now that things have come to this, let's arrange her funeral properly. You go and inform the village chief immediately and ask him to help find a way to prepare a decent coffin."

"I will go to the temple and buy some paper money, and then ask a monk to perform a ritual to help her pass away."

After Jiang Chenghai responded, the father and son turned around and walked towards the gate of the yard.

Uncle Jiang Chenghai hurried to find the village chief, and grandfather Jiang Wuwen went to the temple to find a monk.

Soon, relatives, friends and neighbors from the village came one after another to help deal with Wei Yuaner's funeral.

After this happened, the brother and sister An Nian and An Yue could only stay at their grandfather's house to mourn.

My grandmother was busy greeting relatives, friends and neighbors who came to help.

Not long after, the mage also came home with his grandfather.

The villagers sat in the courtyard, and everyone's face was undoubtedly full of sadness.

The master chanted scriptures and everyone listened quietly.

The air was filled with the smell of burning incense, candles and paper money. For the Wei and Jiang families, every moment was extremely painful.

As the ritual progressed, people's emotions gradually calmed down.

The next day, Chenshi.

As the master announced the end of the salvation ceremony, everyone stood up solemnly and prayed for her silently.

The time has come for the funeral.

The villagers assisted in the burial and sealing of the tomb. With the construction of the tomb, a person's life had an official ending ceremony.

All the right and wrongs in life will be wiped out after death.

Good or bad, everything returns to zero and turns to dust.

With the help of relatives, friends and neighbors, the ritual to pray for the soul of the deceased lasted for two days.

Everyone returned to the Jiang family's yard, sat around the table, had a simple funeral meal, and then went home.

After relatives, friends and neighbors left, Wei's mother sat on the bench at the eight-immortals table in the yard.

She cleared her throat and called her grandparents, "My dear relatives, Wan'er has been laid to rest. Now let's settle the accounts between us adults."

"First of all, my daughter, whom I raised with so much difficulty, died just like that. After all, my daughter died for the Jiang family to have children. How should this account be settled?"

Grandmother Zheng said, "No, what do you mean? Now that the person has been buried, what else do you want?"

Mother Wei sat upright on the bench, raised one hand, made a five sign and said, "Just compensate us fifty taels of silver. I think you can afford it."

After hearing this, my grandmother couldn't help but snorted coldly and said unhappily, "Humph! You really know how to lick this old face!"

"She has been in this family, and you, as her mother-in-law, have treated her badly! This amount is not much." Wei's mother began to find fault.

Grandfather Jiang Wuwen sat on a low stool and smoked a pipe. He glanced at Wei's father and asked calmly, "Is this what Brother Wei wanted?"

Father Wei didn't say anything, he just turned his head to the other side.

Grandfather Jiang Wuwen lowered his head and wrapped his pipe, and said slowly: "Let's just leave it at that, and it will be over."

After he finished speaking, he paused and continued, "But if we must get to the bottom of this matter, I'm afraid you guys are not even half right!"

When Mother Wei heard Jiang Wuwen say this, her eyes rolled.

She slapped her thigh and cried, "Oh, my poor Wan'er, she risked her life to give birth to an heir for the Jiang family. Unfortunately, she passed away without leaving any children, not even a thought. How can we, the old couple, live like this!"

After she finished howling, she glanced at her grandparents.

An Yue walked up and asked, "Grandma, do you still remember me?"

Mother Wei couldn't help shrinking her neck when she looked at An Yue, and asked quickly: