Zhang Quanjun's departure allowed everyone who was busily helping out to breathe a sigh of relief.
Xiao Yan looked at Wang Chen with gratitude, "I'm really thankful for your help. Otherwise, with Zhang Quanjun's troublesome temper, he probably would have kept making a fuss."
Wang Chen waved his hand, "Auntie Xiao Yan, let's focus on preparing Uncle Quanzhu's funeral."
Xiao Yan nodded, ready to attend to the people continuing to set up the mourning tent.
However, just as she was about to turn away, a woman beside her stopped her, "Xiao Yan, although what Zhang Quanjun said was unpleasant, he did make some sense. Quanzhu died outside the village, and bringing him near your home without heed to the taboo might really affect you and your daughter."
Hearing this, Zhang Hu and the others all looked toward Xiao Yan.
They were all villagers and they were very clear about this custom and taboo.
It's just that they had all chosen to help Xiao Yan given the situation at the time.
