That evening, it wasn't just them. Many others were also deeply moved by the event, making them want to live in the moment.
Lin Rui handled the funeral arrangements. The burial was set for a week later, and the four older siblings would rush back if they could. It was alright if they couldn't make it, as paying respects at the grave later would be the same.
For a child like Xiao Bao, who wasn't even ten, death was something he simply didn't understand. He still went to school, attended his after-school programs, and went to his tutoring classes every day.
The first to return were Er Bao and Si Bao, followed closely by San Bao. Da Bao didn't arrive until the night before the burial, looking utterly weary. He slept until after four in the morning, then began to get busy.
The burial, arranging the banquet…
