Chapter 690 - 689: Dad, We’re Home—
Wang Yongfu was at the very front, tears streaming down his face as he called out, "Dad, we’re home—," carrying the coffin step by step towards the house.
When the coffin reached the doorway, there was a moment of confusion. These sons, according to custom, would usually stop in the front courtyard, which was Wang Yongfu’s yard. But, since Wang Laozhu had last been with Wang Yonggui, should they stop in the middle courtyard instead?
Lady Lin was completely reluctant to have Wang Laozhu’s coffin stop in her own courtyard. After all, her father-in-law hadn’t left anything to her family, not to mention this was her new house.
This year, she was planning to find brides for Jindou and Jinhoo, but their grandfather had to die right now, neither sooner nor later. After observing three years of mourning, how old would her sons be? By then, would there still be any good girls waiting for her family? Even if she wanted to arrange a marriage now, she couldn’t bring herself to say it. What family would immediately look for a bride for their grandson after the grandfather’s death?
Thinking about this, Lady Lin felt a surge of anger building up inside her, and since she wasn’t one to hide her feelings, it showed plainly on her face.
But Wang Yongfu wouldn’t have it. As the eldest son, especially after his own father’s death, all the former grievances were automatically forgotten. What remained was how his father, Wang Laozhu, had been so biased and affectionate towards him as the eldest son.
The more he thought about it, the more regret he felt, and the sadder he became, wishing he could follow his father in death.
What was the problem with letting his father’s coffin stop in his own courtyard? He could still talk to his father, even if it was just a body. It would make him feel better.
So, seeing Lady Lin’s reluctance, his eyes immediately reddened with anger. Out of consideration for the presence of outsiders and fear of disturbing his father’s spirit, he merely growled, "What are you standing around for, aren’t you going to get ready?"
Lady Lin wanted to say something but, seeing Wang Yongfu’s reddened eyes, she shivered and didn’t dare to speak.
Wang Yongzhu had intended to suggest stopping the coffin in her own courtyard, considering the rituals had already been performed and they could bury the deceased after just one more day.