Different from yesterday, a lot of people gathered at Grandpa Ruan's house. The same thing is that everyone was sobbing, each carrying paper money and wrapping a white cloth around his waist.

Yellow paper money has long piled up into hills.

People who are in a hurry, come in and out, come and go, and those who can stay are those who respect Grandpa Ruan.

Xiaoqing was a little stunned when she saw this kind of battle for the first time.

But Ruan Tiantian looked accustomed to it, as if she was used to it, she tightened her clothes and walked over without saying a word.

The people who keep the accounts at the gate are all people from the village.

Even people who are not in the village basically know her. Out of sympathy or gossip, the older people want to comfort her, while the younger people want to look at Ruan Tiantian.

And Ruan Tiantian didn't look sideways, didn't even stop for the slightest, and didn't greet acquaintances as usual.

She walked across the threshold in diameter.

The courtyard was different from last night.

There is a square table in the center of the courtyard, candles are placed on the table, and there is a curtain behind the table.

An enlarged photo of Grandpa Ruan was posted on it, and condolences were written on both sides of the photo.

When Ruan Tiantian saw this, she was stunned for a moment and stopped moving forward. She looked straight at the person in the photo, and suddenly she couldn't move her legs.

This photo was the first time she took a photo of her grandfather.

I still remember that it was one of the few times my grandfather took pictures in his life. He had been in this village all the year round, and he didn't know the advanced technology.

When she took out her phone and told him that it could take pictures, Grandpa showed an unbelievable look.

She still remembers it.

The grandfather in the camera is nervous and reserved, looking at the camera shyly, always feeling at a loss. She also joked that grandpa was not taking pictures, but a primary school student listening to the teacher's lecture.

Grandpa just smiled.

She didn't expect this photo to have passed so many years, and she didn't expect that this photo would be the last photo of her grandfather.

Ruan Tiantian suddenly felt that her throat was so tight that she could not make a sound.

Xiaoqing followed behind her and asked carefully, "Tiantian, are you alright?"

Ruan Tiantian came back to her senses, and Chong Xiaoqing shook her head, then she continued to walk, bypassing the villagers standing in the courtyard, and walked towards the back room.

A coffin was placed in the center of the main room.

Ruan Tiantian knew that her grandfather was lying there, and she also knew that she would never have a grandfather again.

In the small main room, there were several elderly people sitting. Ruan Tiantian knew them. They were grandfather's former friends.

If this was to be changed to normal, she had already stepped forward to say hello.

But now, she has no such thoughts at all.

She saw Brother Ruan kneeling in front of his grandfather's mourning hall, burning a piece of paper money in his hand. This kind of thing was always done by grandsons in the village.

And Grandpa's grandson Ruan Jie didn't even know where he was.

Not only Ruan Jie, but also Ruan Hong and Wu Zhaodi were invisible.

Ruan Tiantian stepped forward without saying a word: "Brother Ruan, let me come."

Brother Ruan was not an old man in the village. He had already seen the news on the Internet, and he also learned from his mother that she had just had a miscarriage and knew that she could not be tired.

He shook his head and said, "You are unwell and need to rest, so let me do it."

Ruan Tiantian was not in a hurry to answer, she looked up at the coffin in front of her, and stared at it for a while.

Finally, he knelt on the ground with a thud.