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The scene was so heart-wrenching that not only Zhang Min struggled to bear it, but Pei Qingyuan himself almost couldn't withstand the immense sorrow, yet the tears coursing down his face did not stop him from standing straight.
Shitou and Lu Yun stood beside the two, one on each side, supporting Zhang Min, similarly unable to stop their tears.
Old Zhang, along with his assistant, donning masks and white gloves, crouched beside the opened coffin, carefully picking up samples with tweezers. Then the funeral home staff came forward...
By the time everything was over, and they had returned to Yushu Village with three urns of ashes from the funeral home, it had already grown dark.
In the Lu Family courtyard, someone who was close to the Lu Family and also an excellent cook had been asked to help prepare the meals early on.
