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As soon as I had eaten a little bit of dinner, Mrs. Qian really sent someone over to take over Ye Qing's care of Qian Junbao.

It is also limited to those who were originally in the Qingzhu Courtyard, and after a quarter of an hour, they have to go to the mourning hall to keep watch.

At night, Ye Qing wore filial piety all over his body, and together with Qian Junmeng, knelt in the mourning hall to burn paper and chant sutras.

Mrs. Qian and the others had gone to dinner, and I don't know if they were still there.

Qian Junmeng stared at the brazier blankly, mechanically threw some paper money into it, and silently shed tears.

Ye Qing looked at Qian Junmeng's appearance and knew that she had been crying for a long time.

Ye Qing was a little ashamed when he thought that Master Qian was Qian Junbao's father after all, and as a daughter-in-law, he had never shed a single tear for this old man sincerely.

"Auntie, you're tired, aren't you? Why don't you go back and rest, I'll guard here first? Ye Qing glanced at the tired Qian Junmeng and said.

Qian Junmeng shook his head, "I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my body can endure it.

Thinking of my eldest brother being so good to me before, I feel sad and tight, this person really has to wait for the loss to know how to cherish it. ”

Ye Qing could only nod silently, and then put paper money in the brazier.

After kneeling for half an hour, she felt that her legs were numb and itchy, and she could only rub her calf muscles.

Instead of sitting on the futon, she looked up at Qian Junmeng, but found that her leg position had not been changed.

No wonder people say that a person's nature and habits are very difficult to change, Ye Qing, as a later generation, how can he have the habit of kneeling.

She used to be the kind of person who could lie down and never sit, and when she used to stay at home without anything, she was basically "Uncle Ge paralyzed." ”

Ye Qing sat for a while, waited for his legs to be no longer paralyzed, and after thinking about it, he continued to kneel honestly.

I did feel a little disrespectful to Master Qian like that before.

After another half an hour, Mrs. Qian and the others came back again.

Qian Liu saw Ye Qing kneeling there obediently burning paper money, his eyelids moved, and he didn't say anything.

She slowly sat on the futon on Qian Junmeng's right hand and joined the ranks of burning paper.

Master Qian's two aunts also knelt down honestly, but Master Qian's two daughters, the eldest son and Xiao Xu did not come.

It was late at night, and gradually some people were looking for excuses to leave the mourning hall.

The two grandmothers and two maids brought by Mrs. Qian over, some of them even fell asleep on the spot.

Qian Duoduo took the opportunity to go back to Qingzhu Courtyard, and Qian Shanbo guarded the spirit for a day and a night today, but because of his old age, he couldn't stand it.

He kept his head down and dozed off until he accidentally fell asleep at the end.

So Ye Qing quietly moved him to the back of the mourning hall and leaned against the corner, and Mrs. Qian of the province found out and didn't like it.

Ye Qing thought about Qian Junbao in his heart, and inadvertently glanced out, only to find Qian Junbao's eldest brother standing in the corner.

He quietly looked at Master Qian's coffin, and the candlelight flickered on his square face, but it made his expression look a little weird.

Ye Qing was a little strange, she hadn't met Qian Junhao for a day today, why did he suddenly appear here at this time?

The look is still so weird.

Maybe it was Qian Junhao who noticed Ye Qing's gaze at him, so his eyes looked over.

In the dark night, Ye Qing suddenly felt that Qian Junhao's eyes were flashing with a faint green light.

It's like one night, Ye Qing walked alone on the road and met the eyes of a wild dog.

Ye Qing's heart was a little abrupt when she looked at her, she always felt that Qian Junhao seemed to be no less hostile to her than Qian Liu's.

Mother and son are connected, it is estimated that Qian Junhao hates her, mostly from his mother.

Qian Junhao probably thought that his eyes were too sharp just now, so he no longer looked at Ye Qing, but left slowly.

Seeing that he was gone, Ye Qing shook his head, turned around and continued to look at the coffin, thinking faintly: The world is impermanent, Qian Junbao vomited blood and fell into a coma because of Master Qian's death.

And Master Qian probably didn't expect that his eldest son, who had been raised for thirty years, was not as good as his concubines and concubines, and he didn't even insist on keeping the spirit.

Before he left last night, Qian Junhao only cared about Master Qian's will, and the relationship between their father and son was too thin.

However, when you think about it, most of the other people who are guarding the spirits are just pretending to be and they all slip away after a while.

Ye Qing also felt that big families didn't necessarily have a happy life, there were many wives and children, but there were few sincere people.

After a while, Qian Liu also stood up, yawned fiercely, and then rubbed his forehead and whispered, "I'll go back and rest first, and you will continue to guard here." ”

After saying that, Qian Liu turned around and left with the two grandmothers, but the two maids stayed.

Qian Junmeng hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and he hadn't rested, and at this time, he couldn't stand it even because of his iron-beaten body.

She thought she could survive until tomorrow morning, but when she saw her sister-in-law leave, she somehow felt sleepy, and her body was tired to death.

Seeing this, Ye Qing whispered to Qian Junmeng: "Auntie, why don't you go back and rest first, or you will give the old man a funeral tomorrow morning, and you won't have any energy." ”

Qian Junmeng pondered for a while, and also felt that Ye Qing was right, if she continued to survive, she was afraid that she would not be able to survive the funeral tomorrow.

"Then it's hard for you, you're okay here alone, right?"

"It's okay, it's what I'm supposed to do. Don't worry, I'll be here to stay. Besides, it's not just me, Dongyun and Dongling are all there. Ye Qing said.

Qian Junmeng glanced at the two maids who were already drowsy, and smiled silently.

But her impression of Ye Qing was much better, and she was no longer hypocritical, and left the mourning hall with some slow steps.

Soon, only Ye Qing was left awake in the huge mourning hall, and the two maids really couldn't stay up and fell asleep, and they were already asleep with their heads resting on their heads.

And the maid left by Mrs. Qian slept as soon as she left, if she couldn't leave, she would have left quietly.

There are wreaths on both sides of the mourning hall, and in the middle is the coffin of Master Qian, and inside is the body.

Ye Qing wondered if they were a little worried, so they thought of sleeping to avoid being afraid.

Because she herself is a chef, she has handled a lot of other meat by killing chickens and ducks, and she used to wander alone and saw many battlefields, so she has long been numb to corpses.

Besides, Master Qian is also considered his relative, so he doesn't feel afraid.

It's just that I didn't expect that in the end, it would become her alone here again, and Junbao guessed that she hadn't woken up yet, right?

Otherwise, at least there will be news for her.

Ye Qing silently lowered his head to burn the paper, and suddenly heard the sound of broken footsteps behind him.

"Second Young Lady, it's me, Lan Xin."

Ye Qing turned around and saw Lan Xin walking in with a mahogany tray.