Mao Zhongcai's two sons turned their heads together and looked at Liao Mushan.

At this time, Mao Zhongcai's daughter and two wives stumbled over.

"Mushan, how are you?

How is my dad doing now?"

Liao Mushan turned around and supported his wife. The two young masters from the Mao family also turned around and supported their mothers.

"Go first and see the last side of your father-in-law."

Liao Mushan looked at the Mao family mansion.

The rest of the people didn't say anything. As soon as he left, they followed him in.

Dozens of people walked into the Mao family mansion in a furious manner.

Feng Jiuer followed Mao Linye and walked a long way around the main hall.

The people who were mourning in the main hall just now are now in the backyard.

In the middle of the backyard, a thick wooden frame was built, with a corpse wearing white clothes on it.

All around, there were a group of mourners, all wearing white clothes and white flowers on their heads.

In the middle, next to the corpse, there are three monks performing rituals.

As soon as Mao Zhongcai's family arrived, the mourners surrounding him all stood up and made way for them.

The sound of crying was louder than before, but only the person involved knew how much sincerity and how much hypocrisy.

Finally, the monk said that the time was up, and the people hugged each other and left.

A man holding a burning stick walked beside the body.

In the yard, the mournful crying became more intense.
Chapter completed!