The next day, it was gray.

The situation in front of him was indeed as Song Qitang expected.

Doing white things during the New Year, no family can really not dislike it, let alone the Jiang family.

In the distance, the white lanterns hanging at the entrance of the mourning hall fluttered in the wind, stabbing people's eyes, and the solemn and cold black background made the lonely atmosphere even more desolate.

There are many people who obviously mourn,......

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