"Even though Madam Qian has been divorced and returned to the Qian family, her maiden family is gone, so you guys have to take care of the burial."
As these people were from the same village as the Qian family, they had helped to report the case. By doing this, they had already gone beyond the call of duty.
Madam Qian had died and her body had fallen into such a state.
The fellow villagers really didn't want to help her with her funeral.
Wang Dashan finally came back to his senses.
"I understand. We'll pack up and go over to deal with it now," he said.
No matter how many mistakes his mother had made before, she was dead now, and everything should end at this point.
Wang Dashan should go and take care of her corpse.
Wang Dashi looked at his oldest nephew.
He frowned but did not say anything.
Wang Laoshuan watched as his son strode into the house and then he quickly ran after him.
