Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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Funeral arrangements are hard work.

Very frustrating.

Time wears on people.

The mood is also upsetting.

The body should be in mourning for at least a few days, and a good day should be chosen for burial to avoid uneasiness after death.

If a teenager dies young, there are more considerations.

The Jiang family still invited masters from Qingyuan Temple to perform rituals.

In the past, masters did not go out to the mountains, so noble people would come to pay their respects and pay a lot of money. If they wanted to go out to perform rituals, it was only for the nobles, and it was super expensive.

However, since the rebels came and Jiang Er came to power, he had no respect for them at all. The first thing he did was to make them pay taxes.

Buddha actually had to pay taxes.

He doesn't pay taxes and leads a group of people to train in front of the temple every day.

It scared away the pilgrims.

So now they accept the cheap business, after all, the Buddha also needs to make a living.

A peck and a drink lead to reincarnation.

If the prices of monks were still the same as before, the Jiang family would definitely not be able to afford them to perform religious services now, but they have to pay taxes and the price of living has dropped, so the Jiang family can still afford them.

In fact, seeing these fat monks, Jiang Wan wondered if she could get them to pay back some of the sesame oil money that she and her grandmother had donated before, half, no, even one third.

That much money, even a tenth of it, is enough to live a good life now.

Looking back now, Jiang Wan, who had never suffered, found it unbelievable how she and her grandmother could invest so much money in sesame oil for the dumb Buddha, which was enough for ordinary people to live for several lifetimes.

Of course, asking the Buddha to refund the money, just thinking about it, Jiang Wan would not be asking for trouble.

The great monks sang and danced.

The gorgeous monk's robes are all patched, which shows that life is not as good as before.

Jiang Rong lay upright.

Mrs. Jiang also lay upright.

Her injury is almost healed, and she recovered very quickly. This is also due to her daily regimen of keeping in good health and paying attention to small details, so her recovery ability is similar to that of young people.

But he suddenly suffered such bad luck, and he was so injured that he couldn't get up.

Jiang Rong is her direct grandson.

The only direct grandson.

This time when Prince Han came to Ming County, she heard from outsiders that the two sons in Prince Han's house were not his at all, but sons he had raised for others.

This kind of shocking news has reached Ming County. There must be a reason for it to come out of nowhere.

So the less likely it is, the more true it is.

If this is the case, then she only has Rong'er as her legitimate grandson.

The sound of the wooden fish makes the person who knocks it upset.

Mrs. Jiang was lying there, feeling distressed and hurting all over her body.

Jiang Huaisheng was a little numb and confused. He just drank too much. When he woke up, Jing'er ran away, Shu Shu disappeared, and Rong'er died.

He stood in the mourning hall blankly, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, such a disaster.

At this moment, he suddenly felt lucky that Jing'er was gone. If she were here, she would definitely be sad.

He asked Wan'er to take a rest while he stayed with Rong'er.

After a person leaves, he is worried that his soul is lost, so he must always have his relatives around him.

Jiang Huai was sitting in the mourning hall, listening to the sound of the great monk's wooden fish, and he actually fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he was still in the mourning hall.

But it's a lot sloppy.

There were no great monks performing rituals, and the coffin in front of them was also thin. Although it was colorful, its quality was average.

He didn't choose Rong'er as well as he did.

Who secretly changed the coffins? That's too much.

He stood up and walked forward, only to find that the person lying inside was not Rong'er, but Jiang Feng.

He just wanted to laugh. Even though he was his nephew, he was actually just happy and grateful at this moment.

It wasn't Rong'er. Rong'er didn't die, it was Jiang Feng who died.

He looked up and suddenly saw a madman rushing in front of him, trying to kill him.

He was shocked, but luckily he had a guard, and it took four strong guards to stop the man.

It turned out to be a woman.

It was his younger brother and sister who were like crazy, screaming and howling, asking him to pay for his life.

The four people struggled to catch her. She completely ignored the defenses of men and women. Her clothes were torn in embarrassment and she was still roaring like a wild beast.

He saw his younger brother, who was wearing shabby and shabby clothes, stepping forward to hug the woman and shout: "Xia Mei, Xia Mei."

She slowly calmed down.

Jiang Huaisheng left the mourning hall with his guards. It was too deserted and scary.

It felt like Jiang Feng in the thin coffin had spiritual consciousness and was looking at him.

He left, and he felt like someone was staring at him from behind.

He turned around and saw his younger brother leaning in front of the coffin, holding a beast-like woman and looking at him.

The white curtain fluttered, covering his blood-red eyes from time to time.

He felt like there was a lump in his throat and was so frightened that when he returned home, he begged his mother to come to Beijing together.

Finally, he was relieved to leave Ming County.

The carriage rocked and he fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he was still in the mourning hall.