After Chen Suqing returned home, he recalled in the room in the middle of the night and slept for a while, and before dawn the next day, the maid Xiangrui brought in burlap clothes, bast shoes and other mourning clothes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Suqing slept shallowly, as soon as Xiangrui came in, she also woke up, lying on the bed looking at her, Xiangrui put the mourning clothes on the table, and called Chen Suqing lightly: "Girl, it's time to get up, there are still a lot of things to do today." ”

As soon as Chen Suqing thought of his second uncle, he sighed lightly, staring at the bed above his head in a daze, his heart was sour, and his eyes were red.

Seeing that Chen Suqing didn't move, Xiangrui snorted softly, Chen Suqing turned over and got up, put on mourning clothes, and Xiangrui helped her comb her mourning bun again.

Chen Suqing sat in front of the dressing table and asked, "I'm leaving, my father can blame you." ”

Xiangrui didn't answer, only lowered her head and gritted her teeth, Chen Suqing saw her expression in the mirror, and already knew the general idea in her heart, sighed and said, "Xiangrui, I'm sorry." ”

Xiangrui's hand trembled, and she didn't answer, and only said after a while: "Girl, you have lost weight, it's hard outside." ”

Chen Suqing smiled: "It's okay, I'm fine." ”

After Chen Suqing was properly dressed, the master and servant came out of the room, and when they arrived at the upper room where their parents were, Chen Jingfeng was talking to his wife.

Both of them had not slept all night, looking a little tired, Li Bixuan said to her husband: "Today is the day to send three, and some monks and Taoists should be invited to do things, and the monk last night should not let him go." ”

Chen Jingfeng said: "I saw that the monk came by himself, and it was late at night, which was a little strange, so I drove it away." ”

"Even so, we should also check what the details are. ”

"This morning, I have found a small guy next to Jing Song to ask questions, according to his report, it is Jing Song who confessed, and said that he will report the letter if he can't do it. ”

"Why is that?" Li Bixuan wondered.

"I don't know what Jing Song thinks. The guy also said that he didn't explain the reason. ”

In this way, this monk came even more strangely, and it is better to drive him away. ”

"I have asked Chen Zhong to go to Guang'an Temple and invite familiar monks. ”

Li Bixuan sighed: "That's good, but this funeral report has not been issued?"

"Just report it to friends and family, so they don't have to come. ”

Li Bixuan sighed, and was stunned outside the door, only to see Chen Suqing come in, he was immediately angry and hateful, he wanted to teach his daughter a good lesson, because Chen Jingsong was a big matter, he also suppressed his anger, and said in a low voice: "You know you're back!"

Chen Suqing felt ashamed, so she knelt down in front of her and said, "Dad, mother, I'm sorry." ”

Li Bixuan saw that her daughter knelt down and admitted her mistake, most of her anger had disappeared, and she saw that her daughter had lost a lot of weight, and she was dressed in mourning clothes, a little pitiful, and a little more distressed, so she said, "Get up." ”

Chen Suqing got up, Li Bixuan saw her red eyes, so he pulled her close to her, patted her hand gently, and sighed: "Son......" She just wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she also choked up.

Chen Jingfeng saw that the two of them were sad, and the pain of losing his brother was aroused in his heart, but as the head of the family, he could never reveal it, so he only sighed, and for a while, the hall was relatively speechless.

At this time, Chen Subing also came to the front of the hall and greeted her parents, Li Bixuan instructed her two of them a few words, and then took them to the mourning hall.

When I arrived at the mourning hall, the monks of Guang'an Temple had put down the **** and were chanting the scriptures. Feng Qiuzhen knelt in front of the hall, still crying, Chen Subing saw this, and hurriedly went up to support her, that Feng Qiuzhen had not closed her eyes all night, and because of excessive sadness, she was physically exhausted for a while, and she fainted.

Li Bixuan hurriedly sent her back to the room with a few maids to lie down, Feng Qiuzhen lay down for a while, then slowly woke up, and sat up again. Seeing this, Li Bixuan hurriedly helped her sit down and let her drink some water.

Seeing that she was a little sober, Li Bixuan said again: "I have already discussed with your eldest brother, Jing Song died because of Qingniang, and we ......."

Feng Qiuzhen saw her say this, and hurriedly interrupted: "Don't say this, this has nothing to do with Qingniang, don't say such things again, let Qingniang listen to it, how do you tell her to deal with herself?"

Li Bixuan shook his head and continued: "We originally meant to pass on the Qing Niang to you, but keeping filial piety for three years will delay her and the Shen family's family affairs, you know, the current situation is ...... There is no delay in this matter. After we discussed, I still want to pass on Bing Niang to you, and I can also give Jing Song a mourning spirit, I don't know what you think?"

Feng Qiuzhen didn't expect Li Bixuan to suddenly say such a thing, she has always wanted to have a child in her heart, Bingniang is also very close to her on weekdays, the most important thing is that now that her husband is dead, she can have a child to rely on for the rest of her life, Chen Jingfeng and his wife don't mention it, she never dares to think about it, now that Li Bixuan takes the initiative to propose, how can she not be moved.

"I don't know what Bing Niang thinks?" she agreed.

"She has been sensible since she was a child, and she is close to you, she will definitely agree, if you agree, I will go and talk to her. ”

When Feng Qiuzhen heard this, she struggled desperately to stand up, got up and wanted to worship, Li Bixuan hurriedly pulled her back, and the two cried for a while.

Coming out of Feng Qiuzhen's room, Li Bixuan and Chen Jingfeng recruited Chen Subing again, and said this to her,

After Chen Subing heard this, he couldn't accept it for a while, looked at his parents blankly, and didn't speak.

Li Bixuan pulled her over, hugged her in his arms, and choked up: "Son, my father and mother are also reluctant to give you up, but look at your aunt, her heart is broken, and now only you can make her better." ”

"But I can't bear my father. ”

"Silly boy. Li Bixuan gently cut her forehead and said with a smile: "Before you got married, we didn't live together, no matter what, your father and mother treat you the same." ”

Chen Subing heard her say this, so she nodded in response, Chen Jingfeng called her to his side, looked at her carefully, sighed softly, and only said: "Good boy." ”

So Li Bixuan went to invite Feng Qiuzhen again, because it was still in Chen Jingsong's funeral, so the ceremony was simple, and Chen Subing kowtowed to Feng Qiuzhen three times, which was considered a succession.

Chen Jingfeng originally asked Chen Subing to call himself uncle according to the rules, but Feng Qiuzhen disagreed, and after discussion, Chen Subing still called Chen Jingfeng and his wife his father and mother, and changed his name to Feng Qiuzhen as his mother.

Feng Qiuzhen took her to Chen Jingsong's spirit again, and told her about it one by one in front of the spirit, and she was comforted in her heart, and it was much better.

So Chen Subing became a filial daughter, and after the first seven, Chen Jingsong was buried in the ancestral grave, and she was also responsible for the loss of the soul.

After Chen Jingsong was buried, Feng Qiuzhen fell seriously ill again, Chen Subing also came to say hello every day, Feng Qiuzhen looked at her every day, and the grief in her heart slowly eased, and it also slowly improved.

It was not until the end of the seventh day that everything stopped, and Zhuang Zhong gradually calmed down.

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