Tang Wanxin, sitting in the car, saw a lot of cats and dogs gathered around the door of Mohist school from a distance. They all knelt down at the door of Mohist school.

Roughly, there are more than 50.

Several people were shocked.

"What's going on?" Tang Wanxin asked suspiciously.

Haohao looked up and saw those cats and dogs. Tears flowed out in an instant.

"I want to get off," Haohao said.

Mo Shichen pulled the car aside.

Haohao rushed out of the car: "you're here to see your mother off, aren't you?"

Tang Wanxin followed them closely and overheard Haohao saying such a sentence.

The cats and dogs looked back at Haohao and shouted to him. Some of them came up to his ears and gently bumped his legs with their bodies.

It's like telling Haohao not to be too sad.

Haohao squatted down and hugged them tightly: "thank you, mom will be very happy to know."

Those cats and dogs also surrounded Haohao in the middle in an instant, like hugging their owners.

After Haohao stayed with the cats and dogs for a long time, he got up, walked to Tang Wanxin and said, "let's go in."

"HMM." Tang Wanxin nodded lightly, then took him by the hand and walked inside.

Before they asked, Haohao took the lead in saying, "those cats and dogs are small animals that my mother helped before she died."

"They should have felt that something had happened to their mother before they came here to see her off," Haohao said.

Tang Wanxin was a little complicated.

Animals know gratitude, but some people don't repay their kindness.

"It's so spiritual." Tang Wan sighed uncontrollably.

The cats and dogs seemed to understand what Tang Wanxin said and looked back at her.

And Tang Wanxin clearly saw that there were tears in the eyes of those cats and dogs.

It seems that something deeply stabbed Tang Wanxin.

"Has my second aunt raised them for a long time?" she asked subconsciously.

"Yes, they are all stray cats and dogs around here. As long as they are hungry, they will come here. There is a lot of food left at home. My mother will always pick it up and feed them. After a long time, they will have feelings." Haohao whispered.

"So it is." Tang Wanxin nodded slightly.

They chatted and soon returned to their seats in the hall.

Because it is noon, there are many guests in the hall.

There is no woman in charge of the family, which seems that the Mohist school is particularly disorderly at this time.

Tang Wanxin couldn't help sighing. There were many women in the family, but few were responsible.

Mo Zehai stood in the crowd to socialize. His face didn't look very good at the moment.

After seeing Tang Wanxin and them, he asked with concern, "is your injury okay?"

"Some mild concussion doesn't matter." Tang Wanxin answered truthfully.

After a few greetings, Mo Zehai was pulled aside by the servant and asked how to arrange things.

Seeing that he was busy, Tang Wanxin turned back and said to Mo Shichen, "let Xu Cong arrange someone to come over. It's not decent at home."

Mo Shichen nodded. This is the loss of Haohao's mother, so Mo Shichen also wants to help him do his last filial piety.

Xu Cong's efficiency was very high. Soon, the people he arranged came to the Mohist school.

Mo Zehai can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At noon, the relatives and friends who should come to mourn also came. The monk went to mosehai and said, "it's time to put in the coffin."

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