Chapter 203: A Happy Funeral

She was upset, but refused to let others see her guilty conscience, so she sat upright, with her back even more upright than before.

I originally thought that the people who came were just people from Zhuangzi, but I didn't know that there was also Shang Yu'an who looked full of sorrow.

Now he was supporting the entire fifth house, so he returned to the Duke's mansion under the pretext of coming to report the funeral.

As soon as they entered the room, before anyone had time to ask anything, they saw Shang Yu'an rushing in front of Shang Yukuan.

He cried and said with snot and tears flowing down his face.

"Brother, my father has gone..."

After all, the two of them have been brothers for decades. In the hard days of the past, they went to the mountains together to pick vegetables and went down to the river to catch fish.

Later, life became smoother and we still lived together.

Over the past few decades, the brotherhood has naturally become more profound.

Therefore, seeing him crying so sadly, the Duke of Guo didn't stop for a moment and started to cry.

"Fourth brother, what's going on? Why did fifth uncle go so suddenly?"

Shang Yukuan's question made Mrs. Wei next to her a little uneasy.

Since Wufang went to Zhuangzi, she didn't pay much attention to it. Apart from instructing the people in Zhuangzi not to let them leave, she didn't ask whether the doctor was invited or not.

Therefore, over time, even she somewhat forgot about the five rooms with many patients.

Who would have thought that today I would get such news, and it would be Shang Yu'an who came to report it in person, so he was naturally a little panicked.

Shang Yu'an, as if he knew what she was thinking, raised his head and looked first not at his cousin, but at Mrs. Wei.

The resentment and resentment in her eyes made Mrs. Wei startled and she said unnaturally.

"Why does fourth brother look at me like this? It's not my fifth uncle who harmed me."

Hearing this, Shang Yu'an pointed at Mrs. Wei's nose and cursed as if he had heard a joke.

"Didn't you smash my father? Didn't you throw us to Zhuangzi? Mrs. Wei, how come we used to call you sister-in-law and sister-in-law? You are so cruel. You really want to kill us all!"

His accusation made Grandma Jiao on the side immediately unconvinced.

"Fourth Master, please speak up and don't touch Mrs. Wei. After all, she is also the wife of the Duke of Guo, and you are not someone you can scorn at will."

"Slander? What am I slandering? Didn't anyone here see how Mrs. Wei smashed my father that day? Now that he is gone, he is still blocking the road and refuses to let us come to complain. Could it be that he wants to force our whole family to go? Are you satisfied with death?"

Shang Yu'an's eyes turned red as he stared at the people in the main room and circled around, as if everyone was an executioner.

In the end, Shang Yukuan stepped forward, pulled him and said comfortingly.

"Whatever the fourth brother said, we are all members of the same family. How can we force you to die?"

Hearing this, Shang Yu'an smiled bitterly, then knelt down in front of Shang Yukuan and kowtowed.

"My father is gone, and Wulang is ill with no visible symptoms. Poor Wulang's wife still has a baby in her belly, and I don't know if she will survive until the day she is born. Please have mercy on me, brother, and save our whole family." People."

The persimmon should be picked and pinched by the soft one, and the soft-hearted one should be knelt down when begging for mercy.

He has lived in the Duke's mansion for many years. If he still can't understand this, he is probably blind.

As expected, when Shang Yukuan heard about the "tragic situation" of the fifth house, he felt very unbearable and immediately spoke out.

"The third bedroom has been moved to the house on Osmanthus Alley. If you don't mind it, you can move there too. Originally, my father also had two houses. It's not a good time to have the fifth uncle go there during the holidays."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wei was furious.

Although moving to Osmanthus Alley is not a big deal, she has had a lot of enemies with Sanfang and Wufang in the past few months.

If these two families were all trying to deal with her, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?

So, I started to persuade him.

"Master, why don't you let the doctor go and take a look first? There is no suggestion of moving in the first month of the year. Besides, my fifth uncle has left, so it's better to take care of the aftermath first. If the coffin is not in the new house, it won't be good in the future. There is someone here, doesn’t it mean that Wulang’s wife is about to give birth?

What Mrs. Wei said was reasonable and well-founded, but Du Jingyi felt that there was no way to refute it.

Sure enough, he is a person who has been in the back house for a long time, and he has the ability to turn things around with his mouth.

However, Shang Yu'an was not easy to deal with. When one move failed, he had another move, so he cried and said to Shang Yukuan.

"My eldest brother and I will take care of my father's funeral, but Wulang and Wulang's wife can't delay it. The inside of the village is as cold as an ice cellar. I'm afraid that if they stay here any longer, they won't know how many days they will have to live. Well, please take pity on me and let the two children go to Osmanthus Alley first."

Only one of them could escape, and his wife naturally had to take care of her daughter-in-law, so their family was probably able to escape the danger.

Mrs. Wei looked at Shang Yu'an coldly, but he would settle for the next best thing.

"Okay, okay, I'll let the housekeeper give the order and let Wulang and Wulang's wife move there first. As for my uncle's funeral, you can go to the accountant to pay a thousand taels later and have a grand affair. "

After hearing this, everyone had nothing to refute.

Although Mrs. Wei was not happy, she still couldn't get out of this dead money.

Shang Yu'an has been locked up in Zhuangzi these days, so he has no knowledge of what is going on outside. He thought that only five of their rooms were missing in the Duke's Mansion.

But I was still confused. Why did the third room actually move out?

So I looked at Madam Wei's expression, which was more certain. I knew that she must have used some vicious methods again.

Just as Du Jingyi thought, after a few things were done, Dongyuan was cleared.

Even when Shang Yu'an came back to attend the funeral, he didn't notice their existence.

Instead, he blamed Madam Wei for the disaster.

Seeing this, Du Jingyi had some thoughts and wanted to make Madam Wei unhappy. Otherwise, if she lived comfortably, wouldn't she be sorry for her grandmother's "illness" this time?

So she started to think about it and looked at her husband.

Shang Ji was not stupid. He was silent for most of the day and now he spoke.

"My fifth uncle passed away, and I, as his nephew, can't just ignore him. How about this, my fourth brother and I each contribute 500 taels, and my seventh brother, who hasn't started a family yet, contribute 300 taels, which can be considered as a decent gift for my fifth uncle."

Five hundred taels, for Shang Ji, is like a drizzle.

But for Shang Silang, it was a mouthful of anger.

The Duke's Mansion had already contributed 1,000 taels, so why did they have to contribute?

He was good at calculating, and he calculated everything.