Yi Zhonghai, the old Taoist, although his head is as big as a fight and his heart is as sick as eating two jin of shit, he still mustered up his spirit to respond: "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's deal with the affairs behind Dong Xu first. I think the child's spirit in heaven would not like to see such a fuss."
This statement diverted Jia Zhang's attention. For her, her son was more important than anything else.
Now that Minggenzi has gone, he must be allowed to go in style.
Now it is really time to pay attention to the importance of human death, and people begin to make arrangements.
It is necessary to build a mourning shed, set up a mourning hall, and find white cloth to make filial piety clothes
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