Fugen felt very physically exhausted when he spoke. He leaned against the door and said slowly:

"Yunxi, I want to invite you to go over and burn the mat."

The more Fugen talked, the more excited he became:

"When we are alive, we are alone. When we leave, we will see him off with more people. I have to let the child leave with confidence."

"Hey, those three little kids belong to a family. He saved the other kids alone and took all his life into it. Later, the family ran away overnight without even saying a word. It was really heartless."

Yunxi was in the kitchen, and prepared everything that the gas stove had to use for a while, so that he could put it in the pot after buying the meat.

"Hey, really, Uncle Fugen doesn't want it, so they won't give it? Did he give it sincerely or did he just give it to the forefront from the beginning?"

"You say less and don't be heard."

"Hey, this funeral is really uncomfortable. This is the first person in our village to die at such a young age."

"How can Uncle Fugen survive in the future? Only this son is left. I haven't kept it yet. It's so sad."
Chapter completed!