After traveling through the book and becoming the fake daughter's biological sister

Chapter 470 Follow the Wind

The sky is cloudy and the wind is strong in the mountains.

Yun Zhang slept well and came out with a headache. It was like the kind of headache that you don't feel when you're tired, but when you wake up from a nap, it's excruciating. The meridians were the same, as if they were going to be damaged.

But Yun Zhang's face was calm. She had tidied herself up at home and looked in good spirits. Those who wanted to wait until she was disabled so that they could step on her would definitely be disappointed.

People get tired, and this kind of thinking is normal. They have also made many attempts, but to no avail. No one knows Yun Zhang's bottom line. There are not many masters now. There must be some hiding, but it's like saving money. If you use it a little bit, it will be less. If you use it again, it will threaten their own safety. Now the dogs come to Weiguo, and the civilians will greet them. Weiguo has a million people, which is a million wolves.

Therefore, as long as the people are rich and strong, they will not only know etiquette when their granaries are full, but also have the energy to protect their own interests. If anyone touches their interests, they will pounce on them and bite them. Because Yun Zhang took the lead. Moreover, it is not just the people of Weiguo. If more people are rich, there will be more wolves.

As for who is afraid? As for who has much to do?

Never underestimate the potential of the people! When they have enough food and clothing, they can do more; when they have read books, they can do more. Those people know this, so they want to suppress them. But can the people be suppressed? History will give the answer.

Will there be chaos if the people live well? Why would there be chaos? The people need stability the most. After all, the throne cannot be divided among the people of a village. Some individuals have ambitions and need to be dealt with. Some individuals are capable, that is enough.

There are many things we can do, just like this spring, when hundreds of flowers bloom, there is no need to be the king of flowers. Flowers are in their own eyes, and we should let everyone live more freely. We are not forced to do things we don’t want to do, but we can do what we like.

Yun Zhang habitually scanned the surroundings with his consciousness, and his head hurt even more, and he felt a buzzing sensation. However, the spring breeze blew by, like a good medicine. Every household had a memorial ceremony, and they were busy and hardworking, so they didn't waste this spring. This was good.

Yun Zhang saw some lazy people pretending to be good in the fields, and some children who didn't like to study sitting in the classroom shaking their heads. The girls were the most motivated.

Yun Zhang thought, if one old lady fell, more old ladies would appear in the future, and the world would be full of hope!

Yunqi came to serve Yuanbao. It was obvious that she was not in good condition. Could she be better? But Yunqi could not do anything and did not say much. She just dressed Yuanbao up. It was a bit cold because of the wind, so she should wear an extra layer.

Yunzhang was wearing a white jacket inside and a green cape outside, looking pure and innocent.

Yunqi was also wearing a green jacket and a few white flowers on her head, looking steady and dignified.

Yunqi casually said to Yuanbao: "I don't know how many people will talk about our family."

But they couldn't say anything. As for funerals, when the mother dies, it is necessary to distinguish whether the father is present or not. If the father is present, the ceremony will be reduced. It is originally to favor sons over daughters. Even if the old lady is noble, it is also meant to prevent the father from being too sad. In short, funerals are for the living, not for the dead. And the Yun family's farewell to the guests has nothing to do with others.

As for whether thanking the guests counts as part of the funeral, or what can be done about the two unfilial sons of Uncle Yun and Uncle Yun, the Yun family are all farming at home now, and they plan to farm in the future. They don't ask for anything, so their efforts are in vain. It would be a waste of time for them to think about it a hundred years later.

As for posthumous titles, honors, and other rewards, the Yun family does not need them. There are so many people seeing him off, and now the people are mourning, how many honors can compare to this?

The national mourning, or forced request, I don't know what they curse in their hearts, what they do secretly. Now it is spontaneous, which is much more precious than that.

Yunqi helped Yuanbao out from the back door and into the restaurant.

Old Mrs. Gan hurriedly took a white hat and put it on Yuanbao because the wind gave him a headache.

The old man came slowly from the west, wearing a green robe, like a god. His body was clean, and his right arm was hanging, as if it was broken, but it would heal soon.

The old man's eyes became more wise, he came over and touched Yuanbao's head, and said, "When you are done, go back to sleep."

Yun Zhang replied, "My grandfather and I are practicing in a thatched cottage on the mountain."

The old man nodded.

Meng Dan came over, wearing a white robe, and met the old man, Mrs. Gan and others. As he followed everyone into the restaurant, he casually said, "Some villages set a three-year mourning period. Some villages set it for twenty-five months, some set it for one year, and the shortest is nine months. It's all spontaneous, and each village discusses it on its own. Some people who want to get married simply wait a few years and can get rewards from the palace."

I really didn't ask them to do it, and I advised them not to do it. Some of those who wanted to sell good ones have been collected. As for those who are sincere, there is no need to stop them. However, if someone does it, others should also give a hint whether they are willing or not. I won't say more about this.

Anyway, the Yun family has no requirements, so it’s hard to control them if they think too much, but just don’t cause any trouble.

The monks of Yunyin Temple chant together every day, and some monks from other places come to Yunyin Temple to eat for free.

Some monks come to learn. Knowing that the old monk has attained Buddhahood, they come to seek serious instruction.

When the Yun family was eating in the restaurant, they could hear the monks chanting in the west.

There is no meat on the table, and the vegetarian dishes are both beautiful and delicious.

Yun Zhang ate a lot and felt much better. It felt like a long time had passed.

Everyone came out of the house. Yuan Hui was there too.

The King of Wei was waiting on the mountain, wearing a white robe, looking like a man made of ice and snow on the mountain.

Prince Wei bowed to the old man and old lady Gan, and then to the porcelain jar held by Yun Shu.

Yun Shu is the eldest son, already over 40 years old. He was just average before, but now he has to be stronger, filial to his father and mother-in-law, support the family, protect his sons and daughters, including nephews and nieces, and there will be more descendants in the future. He did not cry, and said goodbye to his mother.

We arrived in front of the hut. The place was not big, but it was enough for a few people to stand.

The wind is very strong at this moment, bringing sadness and blowing away tears.

Yun Songnian dug a small hole in the ground. Yun Shu put the porcelain jar into the hole and stabilized it.

The old man came over, opened the porcelain jar and said, "Let the wind blow." Even if it was God's will.

Yunzhang helped the old man into the house. The window of the hut was opened, and one could see outside from inside.

Yun Shu, Yun Songnian and the rest of the Yun family knelt under the eaves.

Some followed the monks of Yunyin Temple to chant sutras, while others closed their eyes and thought on their own. Guo Qiongzhi hugged Xiuxiu and Meimei and cried quietly.

Yun Mei asked her fourth sister: "Fourth sister, will you be able to see grandma when you open your eyes in the future?"

Yun Xiu replied: "Yes. Grandma is not gone, she will always be here."

Yun Cheng excitedly wrote a poem to commemorate his grandmother.

Some people really want to give a final verdict on the Yun family, but the Yun family is destined to be difficult to judge.

Grandma came quietly, very ordinary; now she leaves quietly, like the spring breeze and the floating clouds.

I hope that grandma will no longer be contaminated by anything in this world.