When it came late at night, Hua Wu had already driven back to Ma'an Village, and now when Hua Feng saw the changes in Ma'an Village, he didn't have time to sigh at the earth-shaking changes, and when he hurriedly returned to his western-style building, when he entered the western-style building, he didn't see his mother.

"Xiao Feng, you're back!" When Hua Feng came out of the small western-style building, he saw that the village chief was smoking a cigarette there with a cigarette outside, wandering outside Hua Feng's house from time to time, and it seemed that he was waiting for them to come back here.

"Village chief, where's my mother?" Hua Feng asked.

"In the ancestral hall, you follow me!" The village chief looked at the three brothers and sisters of Hua Feng and said. When they came to the newly built ancestral hall in Ma'an Village, Hua Feng saw that the older generation in Ma'an Village were inside, and when he saw them standing there, Hua Feng didn't have time to greet them, and hurriedly went into the ancestral hall.

When he entered the ancestral hall, when he saw his father lying on the main hall of the ancestral hall covered by a mat, and his mother crying on the side, Hua Feng suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if he was slammed into his heart by a big stone in an instant. Originally, when I heard the news of my father's sudden death in Shanghai, I had tried my best to restrain myself on the way back. But now, when he saw his father lying there without any breath again, he no longer had an indescribable discomfort, a pain that he could not vent.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" When he entered the ancestral hall and saw his father lying motionless on the ground, and his mother was crying incessantly, Hua Li, who didn't know what the situation was just now, immediately walked up to her father and shook her father like a coma, hoping that he would wake up.

"Dad, wake up quickly, I'm your Lily!"

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"Mom, I'm here!" When he saw his mother who was still crying because she was too excited, Hua Feng hurriedly went over and hugged her and said. Originally, his mother's health was not very good because she worked in the fields all the year round, but recently because of the changes in Ma'an Village, her life was better, but this time because of the sudden death of her wife, she was too emotional, and she became more unstable.

After Hua Feng comforted his mother, he now knew that the fact that his father had died was unchangeable. So, take care of everything here for now, and then we can only plan for the rest.

Except for Hua Li, who was tired of crying and went back to the small western-style building with Hua Feng's mother to rest, Hua Feng and Hua Qiang stayed in the ancestral hall all night. Until the next morning, Ye Chutian asked Hua Qiang to go back to rest first, and he would take care of it.

There is a big difference between a funeral in the countryside and a funeral in the city, and it will not be immediately taken to the crematorium for cremation after the death of the deceased, and then a memorial service will be held. And Hua Feng's identity is different, unless those people in the crematorium don't want to die, they dare to come over and pull people. So, on the second day, it was the older generation from Ma'an Village who came over to deal with it.

"Elders, how my father's affairs should be handled, everything is up to you, as for how much it will cost then, you can just bring it up with me!" No matter what time it is, it is easy to do things, and now Hua Feng's identity is different. Therefore, after the village chief and those villagers of the older generation heard this, they immediately assigned tasks, some went to Suzhou City to buy coffins, some went to buy other funeral supplies, some went to ask for funeral services, and some were ready to go to the burial site...

"Village Chief, do you know what my father wished before he died?" Hua Feng looked at the village chief on the side and asked.

"Xiao Feng, I don't know about this, I'm always happy to see him, I was drinking with him yesterday, but I didn't expect it to be like that all of a sudden! However, you should ask your mother, she should know. The village chief said with some sadness. When Hua Feng's mother rested, her face looked better, and when she came to the ancestral hall, Hua Feng asked if his father had not said anything else that had not been completed before he died, and now his son could complete it for him.

"Xiao Feng, when I went to the field with your father before, your father pointed to Xiaohua Mountain and said that if he died first one day, he would be buried on the other side of Xiaohua Mountain. He said that life is a person from Ma'an Village, and death is also a person from Ma'an Village. It's just that I didn't expect your dad to be really, alas! Your father shouldn't have said those unlucky things in the first place, but now ... When Hua Feng's mother was talking, she cried again. At this time, Hua Feng could only comfort.

"Mom, Dad is a fallen leaf. Who the hell did this thing, I will definitely report it back to my father. Hua Feng said. When it was determined that Hua Feng's father wanted to bury the land before he died, he was very familiar with Xiao Huashan, and he actually knew that the feng shui there was not very good, and even the burial ground there could be regarded as a murderous burial in feng shui. But now, before his father died, he wanted to be buried there. Therefore, no matter what happens now, he has to fulfill Hua Feng's father's only wish.

"Xiaofeng, the feng shui there is not good, you should choose next to Xiaohua Mountain and Tuo River, where is the real feng shui treasure, there are mountains and rivers." An elder in the village looked at Hua Feng and said. And the feng shui gentleman who invited him obviously felt that it was the best, and now Hua Feng chose the opposite. If you put it from the perspective of Feng Shui, it will have a great impact on their descendants in the future. However, now that Hua Feng didn't listen, they were helpless.

"Uncle Ade, those who believe are there, and those who don't believe are not. Now my father had that wish when he was alive, and now that he is gone, it is time to fulfill him. Hua Feng said with a sigh. For these things, Hua Feng is sometimes very conflicted. At this time, Uncle Ade could only nod and let the feng shui gentleman go to that place to visit.

After a busy day, everything that should be done has been done, and when the night comes, that is, after the Dharma affairs have been completed, it is time to let the deceased be buried in peace. Although, since last night, and even the one who has just returned from Hong Kong and Macau, he has not rested, but Hua Feng's whole person is very energetic. Everything is going smoothly and everything is under his control.

"Dad, no matter who it is, I will definitely avenge you!" Hua Feng saw his father lying in the coffin, slowly closing it on the coffin board, and when he saw his last face, he clenched his fist and swore in his heart.

At the auspicious time of three o'clock in the evening, when everything was done, the two Hua Feng brothers did not let anyone else carry their father's coffin, but the two of them personally carried it to the side of Xiaohua Mountain. When the two of them carried the coffin of hundreds of catties and came to the cemetery of Xiaohua Mountain, Hua Qiang was so tired that he couldn't speak, Hua Feng and the village chief personally carried the coffin, and slowly put it into the cemetery After covering the soil, they now made a simple stone tablet, which is considered to have completed the funeral.

The deeper the night, the stronger the wind, the cooler the temperature, and the more eerie it seems to be around the cemetery. At this time, except for the two brothers Hua Feng and the village chief, there was no one else who stayed to continue to accompany them.