Her husband was so angry, but his daughter-in-law, Zhao, had been like a piece of wood since hearing about her son's death, unable to speak or move. The funeral arrangements for Ye Pu really had to be taken care of by the people from the second house. Guan knew that Ye Yu Zhang was doing all this because Jiang Xing was his grandson. But at this time, no matter how hard she tried to hold it in, she had to let Ye Pu be buried. She sighed and didn't say anything else, following Ye Yu Zhang as they supported Ye Yu Qi on either side and went into the house.

  "Come, let's make way." A commotion was heard outside the door. The maidservants made way, and several male servants from the Ye household carried a coffin in, with Ye Jia Ming following closely behind, sweating profusely. Behind them, a carriage stopped, and the steward of the Ye household jumped down to personally move the white cloth. Seeing this, Jiang Shi hastily called for the maidservants to go and assist.

  Because she didn't know whether Ye Pu's body was placed in the bedroom or the hall, Jiang Shi didn't dare to take Ye Zhen and others inside. She only ordered the servants to move chairs and stools from the hall and kitchen to the backyard, where they sewed mourning scarves and white banners. Since everyone wasn't a descendant of the deceased, they only needed to wear a mourning scarf on their head or sleeve, without needing to wear mourning clothes.

  The Gu and Zhao families' homes were in the town, and Jiang heard that Ye Jia had reported that Ye Pu had passed away. She quickly arranged for the funeral hall to be set up, and relatives from both families arrived soon after. She hastily pushed her three sisters into the funeral hall to receive condolences on behalf of the Ye family. Others boiled water, poured tea, and carried out the funeral rites in an orderly manner.

  Ye Zhuo was a person who had died once, although he was reborn, knowing that the soul might still exist after death, but perhaps it was a personal experience of having gone through death, and at this moment she didn't feel afraid. On the other hand, Ye Lin and Ye Jue, where did they experience these things? Looking at the black coffin, thinking about the dead person lying inside, their hearts trembled with fear. At first, when relatives from both families came to pay their respects, they could still hold on, but later when no one came, they couldn't bear it anymore. The two of them bit each other's ears and then made an excuse to go to the toilet, sneaking out quietly, leaving only Ye Zhuo alone in the mourning hall.

  Ye Zhuo looked at their backs, shook his head, and remained seated in the original position, not moving. To know that the big house's mansion was just this small place, where could they hide? At this time, people from Guan's family and Zhao's family came, Jiang Shi didn't need to accompany Da Furen and her daughter-in-law, they went out now, it was very likely that they would meet Jiang Shi. Jiang Shi was worried about Ye Jia Mei and Jiang Xing's affair, weren't they running into Jiang Shi's trap by sneaking around?

  As expected, before long, Ye Lin and Ye Jue returned with their heads hung low in dejection, followed by Jiang Shi with a dark face. Only after seeing Ye Lin and Ye Jue obediently return to their positions did she glare at them fiercely, her voice low as she said: "Take turns going out one person at a time every half hour to use the toilet and come back immediately. For the rest of the time, stay here. If I find you slacking off again, you'll be punished with kneeling for half a day when we get back."

  "But, grandma, Jie'er is scared." Ye Jie had never seen Jiang's face so stern before, and thinking that she would have to stay here for several hours, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

  Jiang's expression softened, and she coaxed, "Jie'er is a good girl, you see your Zhuo'er sister was just alone here and wasn't afraid, now there are three of you, don't be afraid." She also promised, "Jie'er, if you're good, when we get back, Grandma will make you a new skirt, okay?"

  Although Ye Jue was only ten years old, she loved beauty. When she heard that there were new clothes to wear, she immediately stopped crying and nodded: "Grandma's words count. Jue'er will be obedient and won't run around anymore."

  "Ah, Jiar is well-behaved." A kind expression appeared on Mrs. Jiang's face.

  "Grandma, I want some too." Ye Lin said hastily.

  "All of them have, each of the three sisters has one." Jiang said, glancing at Ye Zhuo. The three granddaughters, Ye Lin and Ye Ju, perhaps because of Wang's influence, often coquettishly asked for things from her, wanting to eat or wear something; while Ye Zhuo had taken after her mother, not being close to her grandparents, and when she saw them, there was no smile on her face. Her clothes and food were whatever was given to her, never making a fuss, not lovable at all.

  After all the commotion, some of Ye Yiqi's friends and distant relatives arrived one after another. Ye Lin and Ye Jue were no longer as scared as they had been at first, and quietly stayed in the mourning hall. However, Ye Zhuo was worried about Qiu Yue and Qiu Ju being punished by Wang Niang, so she rushed out of the mourning hall before half a time unit had passed, without even waiting for Ye Lin to get up.

  It was already afternoon, the sun shone through the leaves and cast dappled shadows on the ground, and the air was filled with the faint scent of osmanthus flowers. Ye Zhen came out of the cold and gloomy mourning hall, stood under the eaves, looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a pang in her heart, and tears fell down.

  It turns out that living is so beautiful! The young man in the hall can no longer see such a beautiful scene. And she was so lucky to be able to prolong her life in this world, basking in the sun and smelling the fragrance of flowers. Life is so short and fragile, and it's unknown when disaster will strike and leave the world, what reason does she have not to live well, what reason does she have not to make herself happier?

  The knot of resentment that had been stuck in my heart since I was reborn suddenly burst out like a tidal wave, flooding my face.

  As she saw the maid coming this way, she hastily wiped away her tears with her sleeve and turned to the left side of the courtyard. When she first arrived here, she had inadvertently glanced over and remembered that it was a vegetable garden, surrounded by several fruit trees. She thought there must be no one there now, so she went there to calm down.

  But unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, she saw Guan's white-haired mother standing blankly beside the vegetable field, staring at the vegetables on the ground. She had seen this expression before - it was when her father passed away, and she couldn't believe that the deceased had left just like that. Clearly, just yesterday, or even this morning, everything was fine, but in an instant, he was gone...

  What can be more heart-wrenching than this tearless sorrow?

  Ye Zhuo involuntarily walked towards her, softly calling out: "Great-grandmother." She didn't know what to say, she just wanted to get close to her and wake her up from this sadness.

  Guan's eyes slowly lifted, looking at Ye Zhuo, and after a while, her pupils finally focused. She hesitated: "You... are you Zhuo'er?"

  "I am Zhuo'er." Ye Zhuo nodded and bowed, "Zhuo'er has seen Grand Aunt."

  "Yu'er, you've grown so big. Poor child, your mother... Alas!" Gu's eyes were filled with tender affection. She reached out her hand and gently stroked Ye Yu's face.

  Coarse hands gently stroked Ye Zhen's delicate face, and Ye Zhen, who was not used to being overly close to people, did not feel any discomfort with this action. It was only because of the warmth and kindness that Guan's eyes revealed, which made her heart warm and comfortable.

  "Great Aunt, don't be too sad. Brother Pu has just gone to live in another place. If you continue to grieve, he will feel uneasy in his heart." Ye Zhuo comforted. Since she can be reborn here, Ye Pu might also be able to be reborn somewhere else, right?

  Guan's tears flowed out, and she nodded repeatedly: "Grandmother knows, Grandmother knows, Pu'er has gone to heaven and is watching us from above." She wiped away her tears, and a smile that was even more painful than crying appeared on her face. "So we won't cry, we can't cry."

  "Great Aunt..." Ye Zhuo was about to speak again, but heard Jiang's voice behind her: "Elder sister, how did you end up here? No wonder I couldn't find you. I had the kitchen maid make some congee, you should at least go drink some." Then looking at Ye Zhuo, her face sank, "Zhuo, what are you doing here?"

  Ye Zhuo sighed inwardly. Jiang Shi was the birth mother of this body, but on her face, he would never see the warmth that had flashed across Guan Shi's face earlier, a natural and heartfelt expression.

  "I'm going to the toilet." Yezhuo explained, then fell silent, slightly bowed and walked past Jiangshi, heading in the direction of the latrine.

  The latrine was in the backyard, which was where the maids did their chores. As soon as Ye Zhuo's foot stepped into the backyard, she saw Qiu Yue and Qiu Ju carrying a bucket of water with great effort from the well to the kitchen. She hastily called out: "Qiu Yue, Qiu Ju."

  "Miss." Autumn Moon turned around, saw Ye Zhuo, and was very surprised. However, she quickly became alert and looked around, whispering: "Miss, how did you come here? Hurry back, we're fine."

  "How can you make them carry water?" Ye Zhuo frowned. This kind of hard work was always done by those wives and daughters-in-law. Now it's being done by Qiuyue and the others, King Yiniang must be venting her personal grievances.