Tang Xi stood aside indifferently, she couldn't cry hypocritically, and she wasn't happy to yell twice.

Because, she has no feelings for Yang, so she won't feel sorry for her death.

After the coffin was nailed, sixteen stout men carried the coffin back into the house.

Tang Xi remembered that when Mo passed away, he vaguely remembered that the people here usually had to do funerals for seven days, and the coffin would come out after seven days, of course, if the weather was too hot, the body would not be released for a long time, and it would generally be out of the coffin in three days.

There was an incense burner in the house, and one outside, and the woman put incense in the house, and the man put incense outside.

Wan led Tang Zhaodi into the house to offer incense, and sat inside by the way.

Tang Xi didn't follow up, but took a bench and sat in the courtyard with everyone.

The stove has already been set up in the yard, and the people in the village who can fry big pot dishes have also come.

After a while, someone walked in with two wagons of food.

After everyone helped unload the goods, the women all carried small benches in a circle and began to fold the vegetables.

The sound of suona and gongs is still ringing, and the people who offer incense have also come.

The popularity of the Yang family is poor, but the popularity of Tang Yong and Tang Zhiyuan is very good, so a lot of people have come one after another, but after a while, the courtyard is already full of people.

Tang Xi saw that Tang Zheng was putting aside the wreath he brought, and Tang Yong was squatting outside the door of the mourning hall.

The people who came over persuaded him to mourn, but Tang Yong didn't speak, just nodded, but his face was full of tiredness.

To Tang Xi's surprise, Liu also came, and she smiled slightly after seeing Tang Xi.

Tang Xi turned her head and ignored her, she smiled awkwardly, her eyes wandered around the crowd, and her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Tang Zheng.

She came today to run for Tang Zheng, because she guessed that Tang Zheng would not be absent if something happened to the Tang family.

Tang Zheng happened to look over, and the two met in the air.

Fang Cai only faintly saw the side face, and after seeing Tang Zheng's face, Liu couldn't help but be stunned.

This Tang Zheng is much younger than in the past, he is obviously thirty-five years old, but at this moment, he looks like a man of twenty-seven or eight.

On the other hand, he is also in his thirties, but he is the same as his forties.

When Tang Zheng saw her, he was slightly stunned, and then looked away indifferently.

Liu's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly decided that he would reunite with Tang Zheng no matter what.

However, there were too many people at the moment, and it was someone else's funeral, so she didn't dare to mess around here, so after the incense was served, she sat down with a few familiar women to fold vegetables and chat.

His eyes searched around from time to time, and when he saw Tang Zheng, he stared at it with affection for a while.

Seeing her like this, the woman next to her teased, "That boy is handsome, right?" Look, you see it like this. ”

A woman chuckled and said, "Oh, that boy doesn't look like twenty-seven or eight, right?" You're in your thirties and forties, so don't think about it anymore. ”

"He just looks young, he's thirty-five or sixteen." Liu glanced at the woman and said proudly, "That's my husband." ”

"Thirty-five-six? Your husband? The women were stunned, they looked at Tang Zheng, who was talking to an acquaintance, and then at Liu, who looked proud, and they all hesitated.

That person, at first glance, is either rich or expensive, and standing with the Liu family, they are about to become mother and son, can they look down on the Liu family?

Moreover, now they are all from the same village, does the Liu family have any men, can they know?