On the day of Zhenfu's death, the official seal that had become Dou E's general appearance but didn't dare to make a noise couldn't help it. He secretly told his father Maoqing the details of the audit and his speculation about the cause of Zhenfu's death. Meaning, Zhenfu was scared to death by embezzlement. Of course, Mao Qing didn't believe that Zhenfu would seek death in such a daze. He was also worried that the financial problems in the factory would involve his own cubs, and he was both worried and afraid. With nothing to do, he scolded the official seal fiercely, saying that he was not allowed to go out and talk nonsense. Who should be poking the hole, your xylophone aunt will find out. As long as you don't use the public money, you don't need to be suspicious.

In any case, the deceased is the greatest, and the burial is safe, which is the customary code of conduct that has been passed down from generation to generation by the villagers. Everyone is to be meticulous in complying and executing. If you break this rule, you will be spurned by the villagers.

The family would never have expected that Zhenfu would die. In all the aftermath dishes, there is no preparation at all, including the selection of the cemetery, the sewing of the shroud, the customization of the coffin, and so on. Huoyazi seems to be indifferent to Zhenfu's death, perhaps shocked by his sudden death*. She didn't cry, she didn't cry, and she wasn't in a hurry to prepare for the future. Sitting in the house of the foreign company in the west courtyard like no one, watching the baby cubs who coaxed the foreign company in the morning, letting the children and the villagers panic to prepare for the aftermath of the old dead ghost Zhenfu.

Feng'er's high fever had just subsided, but her body was very weak. I can't eat, I can't sleep well, and I'm suspicious all day long. She was suddenly worried that the fertile fields on the banks of the Nanhe River had been flooded, and suddenly she was worried that an old house in the village had been soaked and collapsed by the rain. The nervous appearance made the National Day feel distressed to the bones. It was at such an anxious time, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, that Zhenfu died. This frightened Feng'er half to death. She dragged her soft body, ran around the village and outside the village, in and out of Zhenfu's house, and arranged many funerals of the deceased in a hoarse voice.

During this period, Zhenshu and the four happy masters took the initiative to survey the cemetery, frame the **, and bury them with the soup. This not only shocked and thanked the Huoyazi family, but also made the people of the Li family puzzled, and even made the villagers fall into their eyes. They thought that the two families of Zhenfu and Zhenshu did not have the grievances and grievances that were rumored by the outside world at all, but they were all guessing and thinking. is like the old phrase that storytellers often hang on their lips, it is "to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain".

Mao Sheng took a few young and strong cubs and took over the construction of the coffin. A group of women such as Xue'e, Full Moon, Lanxiang, and Osmanthus brought bundles of cotton cloth from Zhu'er's shop, wiping their tears while hurriedly sewing shrouds, filial piety robes, filial piety hats and other objects. The others also gathered over, and without waiting for orders, they rushed to do some trivial things within their ability. Sour Xing's body was inconvenient, so he sat in the hall with a few senior elders, guarding Zhenfu's body. One moment I added some oil to the lantern, and then I added a handful of burning paper to the old basin. So that after the death of Zhenfu, who has been greedy for money all his life, he will not be short of money to spend.

When Muqin and Yangxing rushed back to the village, it was the evening of the second day after Zhenfu's death. All his future affairs are basically ready.