Lin Qingwan watched his back disappear and said softly: "He is indeed very similar to you, both of your hearts are twisted eighteen bends."

  Lin Qingwan paused for a moment and said: "You have thirty-six more turns than him."

  Lin Jiang smiled lightly and leaned against the headrest, saying: "This is also the last thing I can do for you. The family now needs to rely on you, and how much say you have will depend on your own efforts."

  Lin Qingyan nodded, "I understand."

  Lin Jiang closed his tired eyes.

  Lin Ba didn't end up leaving after all, because when he clashed with Lin Eleven, he retreated a step and stepped on a piece of broken stone, lost his balance and fell.

  Fell pretty badly, directly sprained waist, fortunately bones are fine, but also need to rest for a while.

  Lin Eleven didn't fare any better, Lin Eight fell over and when trying to push him, Lin Eleven lost his balance and tumbled down as well. Fortunately, he didn't sprain anything because he landed on the already fallen Lin Eight. The fall wasn't severe but his palms were scraped and stung painfully.

  The two noisiest people were injured, Lin Qingyan simply arranged them in a south and north yard, and the world became quiet.

  The atmosphere in Kelin Mansion was getting heavier and heavier, Lin Jiang had reached his limit, his body suddenly deteriorated, and he even had difficulty swallowing recently.

  Lin Yuhbin stayed by his side even while sleeping, unwilling to leave for a single step, and Shang Mingjie accompanied her in serving Lin Jiang.

  Shang Mingyuan didn't dare to run to the music house to hang out anymore, and followed Lin Qingwan every day to listen to her orders.

  Finally one clear morning, Lin Jiang, who had been ill and drowsy, suddenly woke up and was in high spirits, asking everyone to join him for breakfast.

  Xu Daifu shook his head slightly after feeling his pulse, and everyone knew that he was on the verge of death, with not much time left.

  Everyone's heart is filled with sorrow, yet they still smile and sit together for this last breakfast.

  Lin Qingwan couldn't help but feel sad, because Bai Weng was standing right next to her. She knew that Lin Jiang's death wasn't like others who went to the underworld to erase their memories and be reincarnated, but instead he went up to heaven to become an immortal.

  His memory exists.

  He also knew that before returning to his body, he would be watching them from heaven, waiting for Lin Yuhong to grow up and break free from the invisible curse.

  So Lin Jiang's death was not really death, but a more permanent living, so she looked very calm.

  But her calmness in everyone's eyes was a composure that pierced through life and death, even Six Uncle couldn't help but say: "After all, having experienced life and death, she seems to be more open-minded than us old folks, it's just that the child has suffered."

  In just half a year, her fiancé suddenly passed away, then she herself fell seriously ill and almost died, now her older brother is also dying, the entire burden is on her shoulders.

  Looking at her, she seems to have given up on remarriage for this lifetime. A girl in her early teens can already see the bottom of life, how painful must it be?

  Eighth Uncle sneered and said, "She's now a county princess, what hardship could she have? The Lin family spent their entire fortune to get a county princess and a district princess, just thinking about it is heart-wrenching."

  Eleventh Uncle snorted: "It's not your family's, what are you being so worked up about?"

  Eighth Uncle heard this and hesitated, turning his head away without saying a word.

  The servants of the Lin family on the side couldn't help but look at Lin Ba with some discontent, carefully hiding the resentment in their eyes. No wonder Master and the young ladies had repeatedly warned them to be cautious with their words and deeds, not to let people from the clan find out about internal matters, and even more so, not to give them a handle to grasp.

  If they knew that in these six months the old master and the young ladies had moved their valuables to Suzhou, they would probably tear the young ladies and elder sisters to pieces.

  Lin Guanjia also heard the report from his subordinate, his eyes were cold and stern, he instructed: "Keep a close eye on them, there will definitely be chaos in the near future, let everyone keep their mouths shut tightly, don't reveal anything that shouldn't be revealed, first take care of Master... properly, and settle accounts later."

  The servant replied hesitantly, "Housekeeper, is the master really... gone?"

  Lin Guan's eyes were slightly red, and he waved his hand: "Go prepare, don't let the old master leave with a worried heart."

  Lin Jiang firmly held Lin Yuhong's hand and earnestly exhorted, "You must listen to your younger aunt. If there is only one person in this world who will not harm you, it is undoubtedly your younger aunt."

  Lin Jiang said softly: "Father doesn't ask you to be rich and noble in the future, just wish you peace and happiness, healthy growth is good."

  "Father——" Lin Yubin grasped his hand and couldn't help but burst into tears.

  Lin Jiang Lian lovingly patted her head and looked at Lin Qingyuan behind her.

  Lin Qingwan nodded slightly and said: "Don't worry, I promise you, I will do my best to handle it well."

  "Even if it means betting away my whole life."

  Lin Jiang closed his eyes with a mixture of relief and worry.

  Lin Yuhbin saw that his father had not spoken for a long time, and he was shocked and saddened to shake him. Seeing his head naturally falling to one side, he was stunned for half a day and couldn't come back to his senses.

  Lin Qingwan stepped forward and hugged her shoulders: "Big sister, your father is watching us, he will always be watching us, in heaven and by our side."

  Lin Yuhbin came back to his senses and threw himself onto his father's body, wailing loudly, "Father, Father——"

  Lin Qingwan hugged Lin Yuhong, and couldn't help but redden her eyes, but as soon as she lifted her head, she saw Lin Jiang standing beside Bai Weng, and the grief that had just risen instantly disappeared.

  She pursed her lips, turned her head away and refused to look at him, pulled Lin Yuhong up, and grasped her hand firmly: "Sister, your father is still here, he hasn't disappeared."

  Lin Yuhu lifted his tear-stained face to look at her, and Lin Qingwen stroked her head, saying: "You believe in Xiaogu, your father will always be watching over us. His physical body may have died, but his spirit lives on, he is always here."

  Lin Yuhu looked at his little sister in a daze, completely unable to understand the meaning behind her words.

  Lin Qingwan sighed and hugged her head, saying: "Don't cry, your father wouldn't want to see you so heartbroken."

  Lin Yuhbin tightly grasped Xiaogu's hem and hid in her bosom, sobbing out loud.

  Ling Jiang, who had already become a spirit, stood opposite Lin Qingwan, silently lowering his head to gaze at his daughter.

  When the news of Lin Jiang's death spread, various families in Jiangnan sent people to offer condolences. Sun Huai and Liu Pei were among the first to arrive, helping Lin Qingyuan with the funeral arrangements.

  Lin Qingyuan did not refuse, this is also a kind of demonstration.

  Then it was the Xie family, Xie Yan had already returned to Beijing to sell his vacation, Mrs. Xie did not follow him, so after receiving the news of Lin Jiang's death, she chose a few confidants and sent them over, patting Lin Qingwen's hand and saying: "I know your family has let go of many servants, if they are not handy, use them first. They may be clumsy, but they have some experience, you are their master, just order them around."

  Lin Qing said with a smile: "Thank you, Mother. We still have enough servants at home for now. If we're not enough in the future, I'll ask you again. Just don't think I'm bothering you then."

  "How could it be? You just come find me." Mrs. Xie didn't force her, and during this time she also saw that the two families of Xie Lin had already appeared cracks.

  Xie's family has ambitions, and Lin's family is not unprepared. Although she hates Xie Yan and Xie Yiyang, she is still the lady of the Xie family, so there are some things she can only avoid and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

  She could only do her best not to harm Lin Qingyan, who represented the Lin family. During this time, the Lin family was busy selling off their assets and donating their wealth, but she stayed in the small Buddhist hall, focusing on reciting sutras for her son.

  Jian Lin Qingyan didn't use her, and she wasn't angry either. After offering a stick of incense to Lin Jiang, she left with the others.

  Lin Jiang had already been dressed in his funeral attire and placed in the coffin. He had arranged most of his own funeral before he passed away, and Lin Qingyuan had taken care of the rest, so everything was proceeding according to plan without any mishaps.

  Because over the past sixteen years, the Lin family had held three funerals in succession, the older servants who remained all had experience.

  Lin Jiang's funeral was compared to his father's, so everything remained the same.

  Monks and Taoist priests filled the mourning hall, each performing their duties of chanting scriptures and conducting rituals. Lin Qingwen knelt at the head of Lin Yuhong's coffin, bowing to thank those who came, while watching Lin Jiang sitting on top of the coffin staring at the guests coming and going.

  The Taoist priests walking around the coffin and the monks sitting aside reciting sutras did not notice Lin Jiang sitting on top of the coffin.

  She quietly withdrew her gaze and added some paper money to the fire pit, even though she knew Lin Jiang wouldn't receive it.

  This world has gods and ghosts, but it seems that not all monks and Taoist priests are superior beings. It is also unknown whether she will meet someone who can communicate with ghosts and spirits in her lifetime.

  Shang Ming quickly walked up, bypassing the crowd and kneeling one step behind Lin Qingyuan, saying in a low voice: "Aunt Lin, there are not enough white flags for use in the front yard."

  Lin Qingwan glanced at the mourning hall, just as no one came to mourn, she got up and followed Shang Mingyuan to the back. She frowned and said: "I remember preparing a lot, how can it not be enough?"

  "You don't know, from Zheng Street to the city gate three miles away are all crowded with people, all of whom have come to see off my uncle. In addition to the road sacrifices set up by each family, many ordinary people have also come spontaneously, some villages have one point, some families have several points together, there are too many people, so we must add more people here to prevent accidents along the way, so the things prepared in advance are a bit insufficient, do you think it's better to let the person in charge go buy now or..."

  Lin Qingwan thought for a moment and said, "I remember that there are still some in the No. 5 warehouse in the backyard, which were prepared for me before, but they weren't used up and didn't deal with them, let them take it out and use it."

  Shang Mingyuan: ……

  Lin Qingwan had already turned around and was about to leave, "You've been troubled for several days, wait until your uncle's funeral is over and I'll thank you again."

  Shang Mingyu said dully: "The old ancestor let me come to Yangzhou, it was to help my uncle and cousin, this is what a nephew should do."

  Lin Qingwan nodded slightly at him and turned back to the mourning hall.

  Although the funeral had been arranged in advance, Lin Guanjia and Zhong Daguantie were also used, but some things still needed to be handled by Shang Mingyuan and Shang Mingjie.

  For example, when entertaining male guests who come to offer condolences, it's impossible for Lin and Zhong to be the ones to receive them, right?

  Lin Qingyuan had originally asked Lin Run and three clan elders to come forward, plus with the help of Sun Huai and Liu Pei, it would have been almost enough.

  But she didn't expect so many people to come, not only the local gentry of Yangzhou, but also the gentry from other areas of Jiangnan, the wealthy and merchants, in addition to this, there were also students from various academies, and scholars who traveled to Jiangnan also came to mourn, among them, more than half were unknown to Lin Qingwan, and had never been acquainted with the Lin family.

  But they came to pay their respects in the name of friendship, which was an honor for Lin Jiang and the Lin family, so she could only trouble herself to entertain them.

  Many people come just to burn incense and bow, but some choose to stay.

  The former requires her to arrange for someone to send it to the door, bow and thank them, while the latter requires arranging a meal, then bowing and sending them off.

  In less than three days, three old men couldn't bear the illness and fell down. Only Lin Run and Sun Huai Liu Pei persisted, but the three people were obviously not enough, so Shang Mingyuan brothers who were still in Lin's house were caught by Lin Qingwan to make up for it.

  As for Lin Yong and his twin sons who were still lying in bed, as long as they didn't come out to bother her, she was grateful.