(thirty-one)
Sunge watched with her own eyes as Sister Zhao and Brother Hao took the outer clothes she usually wore and went up to the roof to shout her name repeatedly.
She knew that this was called a return ceremony.
It was her close relatives who did not want to admit that she was dead and hoped that she would wake up.
However, Wang's lifespan has really come to an end.
She really couldn't wake up again.
It wasn't until their voices became hoarse that Li Qingzhao and Li Hao came down from the roof and put the clothes on Wang's body, expecting a miracle to happen.
But the reason why a miracle is called a miracle is because the probability of sight is infinitely close to zero.
The body was still cold and stiff, showing no signs of resurrection.
In the room, cries of pain rang out again.
After a long time, Sister Zhao wiped her tears and choked with sobs, "Prepare funeral supplies, buy coffins, and invite Feng Shui masters to choose a date."
"Le'er, go ahead."
"Publish obituary notices to inform relatives and friends."
"Auntie, please join me to bathe and wipe my body, take off my clothes, and bury her."
As he spoke, Li Qingzhao's tears fell again.
She was more unwilling than anyone else to accept her mother's departure, but she had to shoulder the responsibility of the eldest sister.
She couldn't mess around, and couldn't let A Niang leave in a disgraceful way.
"good."
Li Hao wiped his tears with his sleeves and went out to prepare funeral supplies with red eyes.
Aunt Ning stepped forward and changed Sunge's clothes with Li Qingzhao.
Aunt Ning's hands were trembling and she bit her lips to prevent tears from falling.
She couldn't soil Madam's new clothes.
A lady is beautiful throughout her life, and she should be graceful and dignified after her death.
The obituary was issued, and the house was hung with white banners and banners.
The mourning hall is set up and white candles are lit.
Zhao Mingcheng, who was far away in Laizhou, received the news and hurried back.
He and his wife know each other well and are most aware of the special status of his mother-in-law in his wife's heart.
The courtyard is filled with sad clouds, and everything in sight is completely white.
In just a few days, Li Qingzhao became much haggard, and even Aunt Ning fell ill.
Stop the funeral and bury.
Sunge witnessed the entire process of the funeral.
She originally thought that after a funeral and the person was buried, the family would gradually recover.
But in such a huge courtyard, the long-lasting despair when you can no longer find the person you are looking for is the most tormenting.
Aunt Ning often subconsciously calls out to her madam and talks nonchalantly. It takes her a long time to realize that her madam is already separated from her.
Li Qingzhao fell into a daze and wrote lyrics crazily.
Under such circumstances, Zhao Mingcheng could not trust Li Qingzhao and Aunt Ning to stay in Qingzhou no matter what.
Regardless of Li Qingzhao's silence, Zhao Mingcheng showed toughness for the first time.
The bodies of Li Qingzhao and Aunt Ning would collapse like mountains when they were touched by the scene.
Zhao Mingcheng asked a trustworthy member of the Qingzhou family to entrust him to Guilaitang and asked him to help take care of it.
In 1121 AD, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, the third year of Xuanhe.
This year, Li Qingzhao was thirty-eight years old and accompanied Zhao Mingcheng to Laizhou.
Aunt Ning declined Zhao Mingcheng and decided to return to Mingshui to guard the tombs of Sun Ge and Li Gefei.
Sunge:!?(_;?
It's all because she died so unexpectedly and didn't make arrangements for her funeral.
Now it's troublesome, he becomes a ghost and has to travel between places.
It floats from Zhangqiu Mingshui to Laizhou, and then from Laizhou back to Zhangqiu Mingshui.
Sunge suspected that she might be the busiest ghost in the world.
If it were written as a horror story, it would probably make people laugh to death.
A ghost determined to keep on the road!
Aunt Ning planted two pine trees in front of her grave. Her daily routine was to take care of the pine trees, pull out the weeds on her grave, pour her a pot of wine every now and then, and chatter for half the night.
The eyes are gentle and peaceful.
She was alone and unhappy at home when she was young, so her master rescued her from the fire, and later she met his wife and everything went smoothly.
Now, she is alone again.
There is so much gold and silver, so many shops, and so many sights that we will never see in the future, but they all seem to be unattractive.
In the small grave, she was buried with the support of her life.
Aunt Ning often thought that if Madam could see her, she might laugh at her for being hopeless.
Sunge: I won’t laugh at you, but next time I pour wine on the ground to commemorate her, can I choose something with a lower alcohol content?
She also didn't expect that she would get drunk so quickly after becoming a ghost.
Once she got drunk, she stayed drunk for several days, which really affected her ability to go on her way.
Not long after Li Qingzhao came to Laizhou with Zhao Mingcheng, Zhao Mingcheng became the governor of Laizhou County and truly established a foothold in Laizhou.
At this time, Zhao Mingcheng did not empathize with others as in the plot, nor did he take concubines for fun.
Seeing that he only had one wife and no children, Shangfeng rewarded him with beautiful girls several times to carry on the family line.
Zhao Mingcheng's reply was simple and firm. He said he didn't like children.
Qingzhao is the first choice compared to anyone else.
He carefully arranged the room for Li Qingzhao, brought Li Qingzhao's favorite books, scrolls, and even Li Qingzhao's favorite horse-playing chess pieces.
During the years in Laizhou, it seemed that the peace and joy of the past had been restored, and the husband and wife were together.
But Li Qingzhao still often lost his mind. Occasionally he woke up from his dreams and stood in front of the window with his clothes on, staring at the crabapple tree in the courtyard in a daze.
Li Qingzhao suddenly remembered what he wrote a few years ago: "Flowers float and water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two places of sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frown, but it is in my heart."
But now, she realizes that some pain is far deeper than the separation between two places.
Before Zhao Mingcheng went to bed, he got up and took another thick piece of clothing and put it on Li Qingzhao: "Qingzhao, my mother-in-law taught you how to behave in a good way. I don't want to see you like this."
"My mother-in-law has been free and easy all her life and has strong self-confidence. She must hope that you can be like her."
"I have nightmares every night and it's hard to sleep peacefully. How can you let your mother-in-law feel at ease?"
Over the past few days, he had watched Li Qingzhao lose weight day by day, and he felt a bit sadder than Huang Hua.
But when he looked at it, he really couldn't bear it.
Sunge, who was being blown around by the night wind in the courtyard, couldn't help but nod.
She finally discovered that she was not even qualified to roam freely.
Fortunately, the only people who miss her strongly now are Sister Zhao in Laizhou, and Aunt Ning and Brother Hao in Mingshui. Although they are a little tired, they can barely run over.
If more people miss her in the future, she may become the first ghost to lose her soul because of the rush.
Sun Ge made sure that Zhao Mingcheng and Li Qingzhao were dressed neatly and that there was no indecent sight, then he floated to the window and blew air conditioning on Li Qingzhao's neck.
My good daughter, don’t think that grandma thinks too hard!
Write more lyrics, enjoy flowers, and go for a swim in the lake. If you can't do it, you can do it.
Grandma is tired!
Li Qingzhao shuddered and woke up instantly.
"Mingcheng, do you think there are really ghosts in this world?"
Li Qingzhao rubbed the hair on his neck and asked uncertainly.
Zhao Mingcheng: What evil has he done to deserve to be asked this kind of question in the middle of the night?
