Dying Is Almost Like Going Home (1)

The average age in the country was only 50 to 60 years old.

The old lady had lived for more than eighty years and was close to ninety. It could be considered a happy funeral.

Moreover, Jiang Huaian and the others had their own connections. They knew about the old lady's lifespan long ago, and before she died, they fulfilled all her wishes.

He had almost no regrets.

Whether it was the living or the departed, they were all satisfied.

The saddest part of life and death separation was not separation.

It was regret.

Regrets that had not been resolved, feelings that had not been expressed, and these, the old lady did not occupy.

The servant girl who served the old lady cried silently, almost fainting.

The white-haired old granny at the side only had red eyes.

"Don't cry. The old lady's funeral still needs to be handled." The nanny sighed.