RPAGF Chapter 676: Death
Chapter 676: Death
At the Zhang family's side, after Zhang Ping'an finished writing the memorial and handed it over, he went to the Qian family alone with his food.
Qian Yu had been waiting for a long time and was not surprised by Zhang Ping'an's arrival.
But seeing Zhang Ping'an's current appearance, he was still shocked: "Brother-in-law, what's wrong? Has the doctor checked it?"
Zhang Pingan shook his head: "It's okay, these are all trivial matters. I came here today mainly to discuss the matter of reporting the death with you."
Qian Yu knew that Zhang Ping'an had come to discuss the matter of announcing the death, but he couldn't help but give her a few more words of advice: "Don't blame yourself too much about your second sister. Her illness was present from birth, and even gods can't save her. Everyone in the family has been mentally prepared for this day. That's why when we were at home, we always gave in to her and went along with her, hoping that she could live a happier and more joyful life. Now that she has left some bloodline, you just need to raise the child well and make him successful, and you will have done her justice."
"Xiao Yu'er is also my child. I will certainly take good care of him," Zhang Ping'an replied calmly.
Qian Yu smiled and said, "We are definitely assured of this."
After saying that, he put on his usual smiling face and continued, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's get down to business. Now that you're a second-rank official, you must first report Second Sister's death to the Ministry of Personnel for the record. The Emperor might even grant a memorial and offerings. Then, you'll have to notify relatives and friends, set up a mourning hall, bury Second Sister, and choose an auspicious date for the funeral. There's a lot to do. Have you decided on a burial site?"
"Let's bury her in Zhoushan. This was her last wish. I know that Zhoushan Villa is the property of the Qian family, so I came here today to discuss this matter. I want to buy Zhoushan," Zhang Pingan looked at Qian Yu and said firmly.
Qian Yu was a little surprised: "Second sister wants to be buried in Zhoushan? I haven't heard her mention this before."
"I also read it in the letters she left behind," Zhang Ping'an sighed, "She felt that Zhoushan was peaceful and quiet, and with flowers, trees, and insects as her companions, she wasn't lonely anymore."
After saying that, he took out the letter from his arms.
After Qian Yu took the letter and read it carefully, he instantly understood his second sister's intention. His smile faded a little, and he put it down and said, "I often hear people say that when God takes away something from you, he will give you something else to make up for it. Although my second sister is born weak, she is very smart and has a sharp mind. It's a pity that she is a girl. She has given us a difficult problem!"
"I understand. After all, she is a daughter who married out. This matter is indeed a bit difficult. So I thought of putting Zhoushan Villa under Xiaoyuer's name," Zhang Pingan said in a deep voice.
"Haha, she has good intentions," Qian Yu laughed, but did not immediately refuse. He only said, "Zhoushan is not a small area. It is also the ancestral property of the Qian family. I can't make the decision on my own about using it to bury my daughter who married out. I have to discuss it with the clan and give you a reply tomorrow!"
"Okay, thank you very much!" Zhang Pingan nodded.
"By the way, how is Xiaoyuer? This child is precocious and pitiful. He has been studying in the clan school and has not attended classes in recent days. But now that you are back, you must take him to the capital. The preparations for our Qian family's clan school in the capital are almost complete. If there is no suitable teacher at that time, you can send Xiaoyuer there to study."
"Precisely because the child is smart, he needs to be taught well. When we get to the capital, I will find a suitable teacher for him. Let him accompany his mother for the next two days. There will be no chance in the future," Zhang Pingan said sourly.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Pingan said goodbye and left.
When I returned home, everyone in the mansion had changed to white curtains and hung white banners as instructed.
Everyone also changed into white mourning clothes.
Zhang Laoer saw his son coming back and asked, "Should we announce the death now or..."
"Report now. I'll make a list and ask the servants to go to each mansion," Zhang Ping'an replied.
"Okay, the mourning hall is almost ready, but the body is still in Zhoushan, so we need to send a big ship to transport it back," Zhang Laoer nodded and continued.
"It's too late today. I'll take people there tomorrow morning, including Xiao Yu'er. I promised to take him to Zhoushan."
"You are more knowledgeable than me. It's good that you have a plan in mind." Zhang Laoer was sad and relieved. He was sad that his son lost his wife at a young age and was left alone, but he was relieved that his son had grown up and was able to stand on his own.
The servants were very efficient and went to all the houses on the list to report the death in the afternoon.
Among them were relatives, friends, and Zhang Ping'an's former classmates, peers, and colleagues in Lin'an.
A funeral is a big event. If you don't notify everyone properly, it would be considered a lack of etiquette and you might be criticized by others in the future.
As for whether others will come to pay their respects, that is their business.
Most people were shocked when they received the news, but a small number of people who knew some inside information and knew that the Qian family's eldest daughter had not been in good health were not very surprised.
Zhang Lao Da, Zhang Lao San, Daya, Erya, Wuya, Liuya, Xu Xiaojiu, Jinbao and several other close relatives came together in the evening.
The one who had the most complicated feelings was Jinbao. His former childhood friend gradually became so dazzling that he could only look up to him, but suddenly he encountered such a thing.
He really felt sorry for the other person.
Perhaps because he had written too many stories with happy endings, he always felt that Zhang Ping'an's life should be as smooth sailing as in the stories.