The old housekeeper was stunned, what was given to Young Master Ah Huo, could it be that Du Yunsheng became delirious because of the pain of losing his son?

Du Yunsheng peeled the sweet potato he wanted, and then put the bowl on Du Huo's coffin.

The old housekeeper understood at a glance that this was the father's last attachment to his son. The father and son originally thought that they had a tacit understanding, but from today's events, it can be seen that the father and son have become strangers to such a field, compared to this, this is the saddest thing that makes Du Yunsheng the most.

In the early hours of the morning, all the onlookers dispersed, and on the dirt slope next to the ground, the craftsmen had already laid their eyes! Time is too tight, there is no time to invite Mr. Shanshui, see how feng shui is, and see how the coffin is buried to bless the exclusive descendants! However, these are no longer important to Du Yunsheng, the eldest son of the Du family, the veritable eldest son, is no longer there. Whether the well-being of the Du family can continue, if you think about these questions, you will only draw a big question mark in your mind.

Workers brought ropes and sticks, retied the coffin, and prepared it to be placed in the tomb.

Spirit! A stout young man shouted. Suona, trumpets, all kinds of musical instruments roar to the sky! If the coffin is not sealed, the music cannot be stopped, which is the rule of the hometown. Music has the effect of conjuring spirits, and if you don't blow music to attract the ghosts of the deceased, then even if the body has a safe place, the deceased may become a lonely ghost. In short, the body must be buried with a complete soul, and in the end, dust will return to dust, and dust will return to earth. This is already the most complete burial model that can be implemented in a short period of time.

The lads carried the coffin into the tomb, and a small man went into the gap between the coffin and the tomb and untied the sticks and ropes from the coffin. When the young man walked out, the old butler wrapped a big red envelope and handed it to him! This is the rule, it is taboo to enter the yin house, and this red envelope is to clear the bad luck for the young man who helps. Of course, this is a civilized saying, it is ugly, no one wants to do this, it is too unlucky, you will be given money if you are willing to do it! To put it bluntly, it is an exchange of interests.

It's time to seal the land, and all the lads get out of the way.

The old housekeeper temporarily took on the role of master of ceremonies, and the sealing of the earth began, and everyone aged 17, 23, and 36 years old. If you are a dragon, a mouse, or a cow, turn your back to the tomb. Quite a few people turned to the rear.

At this time, the old housekeeper handed the shovel to Du Yunsheng, and in front of the tomb there was a pile of new soil in the shape of a small hill, and he symbolically shoveled a shovel of soil and flew far into the tomb.

Okay, you can turn around and come back, now seal the land. The old butler shouted.

Everyone was busy again, and the boys quickly shoveled the sealed soil towards the tomb. For the Du family, the ceremony was almost over. For these boys, a rush is finally a busy job.

Du Yunsheng watched the mouth of the cave getting smaller and smaller, and knew that his son was getting farther and farther away from him. His body didn't know if it was due to the wind or what's going on, and suddenly convulsed, and the old housekeeper saw this and hurriedly called a few subordinates to send Du Yunsheng back to the car. The warmth in the car will make Du Yunsheng feel much better. As soon as I got on the bus, the sound of gongs and drums disappeared, and all the burial procedures were over. Du Yunsheng didn't want to look back at the land where his son was sleeping forever, he grabbed the old housekeeper's hand tightly, I have worked hard for you today.

That's what I'm supposed to do, sir.

Du Yunsheng nodded, you said, Ah Huo is dead, is this retribution? Du Yunsheng finally couldn't help it, his tears poured out for the first time in so many years, but there were only tears, but there was no trace of compassion, probably because he was still suppressing his emotions and was unwilling to cry.

The old housekeeper grabbed Du Yunsheng's hand tightly and said gently, Master, everything will pass, it will pass. The old butler said to the driver, drive. The convoy slowly left Du Yunsheng's hometown, a place of dragon prosperity for him.

When Pan'er and Wu Jingya came out of the church, the moonlight was bright, and the whole Shanghai was in a rare quiet. Although it never sleeps, by this time after midnight, the noise of the day can finally be cut off for a few hours. Of course, just a few hours later, a new busy day began, three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

Mama sent it to the door, and she had to send it again, Pan'er felt that she had disturbed Mama's rest, so she couldn't bear to work hard! Go back quickly, thank you for letting me into the church so that my heart can be at peace. Mama kindly hugged Pan'er and thanked the Lord for giving us strength. Pan'er nodded, her mood much better. Wu Jingya, who was on the side, looked at the blood on Pan'er's face that was slowly recovering, and sighed in his heart, the power of faith is indeed very strong.

The two of them walked on the paved road made of green bricks outside the church, and most of the side flutes of these bricks had been worn down by horse-drawn carriages, cars, and passers-by, so they did not feel awkward to walk on it. On the contrary, the moon and stars are scarce, and there is still a hint of ease on this road.

Thank you, Brother Wu.

Wu Jingya was a little confused, thank me for what?

Well, I almost lost my innocence last time when I was deceived by that villain in the gambling stall, and I haven't thanked you yet!

You are so coldly polite, I don't know how to take it! I just want to say that as long as I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you.

Pan'er stretched out her hands and gently wrapped them around Wu Jingya's waist, and her head was gently placed on Wu Jingya's shoulder! Hold me tight, Brother Wu.

Wu Jingya hugged Pan'er tightly!

Ahh Now..... A continuous sound of gastrointestinal convulsions emanated from Wu Jingya's stomach. Wu Jingya looked a little embarrassed.

Pan'er smiled faintly, hungry, right?

Actually, it's okay, if he doesn't scream, I don't even know that I haven't eaten properly for almost two days.

Pan'er took Wu Jingya's hand and went down the stairs from this side, there is a wonton stall that has been open for more than 20 years, I haven't eaten it for a long time, I don't know if there is more.

All right.

Sure enough, the stall was still open, and an old woman and a young man were busy, and their stall had a two-wheeled cart with a tin stove on it. This stall is just like Pan'er said, it's been a few years, and the iron stove can't see his original color clearly. The stall mainly sells steamed buns and wontons. The reason why the old lady's wontons are sought after by everyone. One is that it is open very late, and the other is that his wontons must be made of chicken soup that has been boiled all day during the day. There is this soup as a base, and this soup is the soul of his ravioli.