Shi Manman had sent someone to talk to the three brothers.
Chen Miao returned to the Funeral Hall with the pinwheel.
After turning on the lights, Chen Miao saw that the white candles in the seven lamps beside the coffin had burned down into puddles of wax.
After placing the pinwheel in a sealing bag, Chen Miao cleaned up the lamps.
Then he used pomelo water to wipe the talismans off the old man's body, closed his clothing, and put his shoes on properly.
Glancing at the old man's peaceful face, Chen Miao returned to the offering table and lit incense for him.
With everything done, Chen Miao waited in the Funeral Hall for the Li brothers to arrive.
He waited for more than ten minutes.
When Shi Manman brought the three men into the Funeral Hall, their eyes were all red.
Looking at them, Chen Miao said, "It's over now. As we agreed earlier, you won't need to pay the remaining balance."
Chen Miao was about to continue, but the eldest Li brother interrupted him.
"Master, we'll transfer the balance to you later. Thank you for helping our father fulfill his wish."
Chen Miao shook his head.
"I can't accept payment I haven't earned. We'll stick to what we agreed-"
Just as Chen Miao said this, Li Qun's son suddenly ran in.
"Dad, Uncle, Second Uncle! Auntie and the others found a letter in Grandpa's desk. It says where the gold is hidden!"
The three brothers froze, but there was little sign of joy on their faces.
"All right. Go back outside first."
Li Qun's son didn't understand why his father wasn't happy and left somewhat dejectedly.
Once his son had left, the three brothers turned back to Chen Miao.
"Master, you can accept it now, can't you?"
Surprised,