Su Haoyi got the money and came out of the restaurant with a spring breeze on his face.

As soon as I walked two streets, I saw a man in rags walking slowly in front of me. Although he was just a back, he recognized who he was at a glance. So he jumped and improved to pat the man intimately on the shoulder.

When the man turned around, it was indeed Yun Qing.

Su Haoyi saw Yun Qing's face and swallowed half of his words.

"You are..." Su Haoyi then noticed that Yun Qing was tied with a white hemp rope around her waist. It was obvious that there was a funeral at home: "Your father..."

Yun Qing lowered his head and whispered: "My father has passed away."

It turned out that day that Qiu secretly followed Yun Qing up the mountain and robbed his book, and Yun Qing was extremely depressed.

Therefore, when I returned, it was a little later than usual, while Qiu took Yun Qing's book and exchanged it for wine and drank it drunk.

Yun Qing's father was paralyzed in bed and wanted to drink water but couldn't call anyone. He fell off the bed by himself, and then he died within two days from now.

Su Haoyi pulled Yunqing to a secluded place beside the road and asked him with concern: "How is the old man's funeral arrangement?"

Yun Qing shook his head with difficulty and didn't say anything. He just came out to borrow money today and wanted to bury his father, but he didn't borrow a penny.

Su Hao understood when he saw this and asked him again: "Is there a cemetery?"

Yun Qing nodded. Although his family was poor, they were from the capital for several generations and had a ancestral tomb.

"Then I'm going to have a coffin and asking Yin and Yangsheng to be considered a big deal. In addition, relatives and friends come to pay their respects, and always prepare a few tables of chowder, and buy some paper money and incense candles." Su Liangyi carefully planned for Yun Qing: "It's just that relatives and friends can help carry the coffin, so there's no need to spend money to hire people. If you make a full calculation, you'll have seven or eight taels of silver."

Seven or eight taels of silver are indeed not much, but for Yun Qing, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Su Haoyi certainly knew that Yun Qing had no money, so she took out the fifty taels of silver she had just recovered from the Siding House and stuffed it into Yun Qing's hands.

Yun Qing instinctively refused, Su held his hand tightly and said, "You should take this money, don't refuse. We have known each other for so many years, but I have never dared to use money to insult you. I know you are a backbone. But now is different from the past. My father's body is not cold, so I must be buried in peace as soon as possible. In addition, I think that your father is gone, and your stepmother will no longer guard it. You are the only one left, even though you are lonely, you can still study quietly.

This is fifty taels of silver, the most common private school in the capital. It costs five taels of silver a year, and with some paper and pen, it always costs seven or eight taels. Although this amount of money is not much, the money left for apart from the old man's funeral can be 40 taels left, which is enough for you to study for a few years without distractions.

You always have to fight for life, and maybe you can win!"

Yun Qing really didn't refuse anymore, and held back her tears and said thank you.

Su Haoyi patted his shoulder again and said, "Your family lives in Niujiao Alley? I will go to mourn the old man tomorrow, and I will do my best."

Then Su Haoyi left, Yunqing staggered to the point where no one was by the river, and burst into tears.

After calming down, Yun Qing took the money Su Haoyi gave him, went to the coffin shop to buy a coffin, and bought a mourning dress for the old man. The burial was completed and the funeral was held the next day.

The neighbors and several relatives helped to bury Mr. Yun.

Su Haoyi also went as promised, wearing a plain dress and giving away paper money.

After all the relatives and friends left, Mrs. Qiu lay on the bed and was thinking about what to do next.

She was used to being lazy and didn't want to rely on Yun Qing for her life. What's more, this kid must have borrowed a lot of money to hold a funeral for his father, and it was a big pit that he had to fill.

But for a moment, she couldn't find her next home and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The sky gradually became dark, and Yun Qing ran away. Mrs. Qiu murmured, her stomach was rumbling, and the chowder she ate for lunch had been digested.

Just as he was about to curse, Yun Qing brought in a bowl of soup. Qiu's nose was more agile than a dog. He crawled up and said, "What a fragrant chicken soup! Where did it come from?"

"There is a gift from Aunt Wang next door, you can drink it while it's hot." Yun Qing said and handed over the bowl.

Qiu took it like a greedy person, and did not forget to squint Yun Qing and said, "You guy is filial."

Then, I didn't care about the scalding, so I drank a bowl of chicken soup in just a few bites.

"Mom, although my father is gone, my son will be filial to you in the future." Yun Qing said with his eyebrows down.

"Since you are so conscientious, I won't go back to my parents' home." Qiu went downstairs and said, "You go to bed earlier and go up the mountain to chop wood early tomorrow."

Yun Qing nodded and took out the bowl.

After a while, a cool breeze blew up outside and rain fell.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like God is ruining his heart.

Qiu rolled around on the bed in pain, her moans were covered by the sound of rain, and none of the neighbors could hear it.

Yunqing was lying in another room, the hardwood board was emitting moisture, which made his back hurt. He didn't sleep, but just opened his eyes wide and looked at a thick ink-like darkness.

It was like his life, it was a mess.

But there will always be dawn!

Yun Qing touched the hard silver in his arms, and the person who gave him the silver was the only light in his life.

The next morning, the rain stopped, and the neighbors discovered that Qiu had suffered from wind paralysis, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and saliva was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he could not say a word.

Yun Qing was kneeling beside the bed and carefully feeding her porridge.

The neighbors inevitably felt unfair for Yun Qing: "You stepmother is really vicious and you don't treat you well on a day. Now that she is like this, you have to serve her in the opposite direction! It's really unreasonable."

"Yes, if she is your biological mother, there is nothing to say, of course you must be filial to her. If she treats you better, it will be reasonable. Now it has become a burden to you. If you have not married yet, please send her back to your parents' home as soon as possible." Another outspoken person said.

Some people also think that Yun Qing’s life is not good: “This child has a hard life. He has lost his mother since he was a child, and he can’t count on a father. Now he has finally lost the burden, but his stepmother has been paralyzed again. God is really not good at it. How can he be cheated by one person!”

Of course, some people praised Yun Qing for his filial piety: "This child is loyal and filial. Isn't Wang Xiang, among the twenty-four filial piety, also so filial to his stepmother? Later, he became a high-ranking official, and all of them were blessed."

Although everyone was talking, Yun Qing only followed his own ideas.

He took care of his stepmother honestly and took care of his shit and urine, which was more dedicated than serving his father.

He had also found a private school. The gentleman was an extremely rigid and serious person. He took out an iron ruler to beat him whenever he had disagreement.
Chapter completed!