Chapter 100 - 88: A Foxy Meiniang Falls from the Sky?
As Jiang Shouzhong had anticipated, Ms. Zhang ultimately couldn’t hold on to her last breath and passed away early the next morning, holding her son and daughter-in-law’s hands as she closed her eyes forever.
For the filial son Zhang, the blow was undoubtedly immense.
Even though he was mentally prepared, witnessing his mother, who had accompanied him for many years, turn into a lifeless body, no longer able to feel the warmth of her body or hear her familiar, comforting voice, this strong and robust man cried like a child, a sight that was profoundly moving.
Together with Lu Renjia and a few of Zhang’s old acquaintances from the county office, Jiang Shouzhong helped to make funeral arrangements.
Li Nanshuang, who had originally planned to steal treasures from Jiang Shouzhong, also hurried back to help. She went out of her way to spend money at the most famous coffin shop in the Capital and ordered an excellent-quality nanmu coffin.
The girl who had once mooched several meals off Ms. Zhang looked at the elderly woman in the coffin, her eyes red, feeling a genuine sorrow and sadness from the bottom of her heart.
At last, as if reminded of someone, she clung to Jiang Shouzhong’s arm and wept bitterly.
After several days of funeral rituals, the man Zhang Yunwu had lost a lot of weight. Perhaps because he was so busy, he showed much less emotion of grief and more of numbness.
However, the sadness of losing a loved one is more often in the days to come, when gazing at an empty room, no longer seeing the familiar face, and feeling a heart-piercing pain.
The burial site was also chosen by Li Nanshuang, who had consulted a feng shui master.