Dawn was almost here.
The five Shen Family brothers and their wives were all kneeling before the Spirit Hall, apologizing to Old Shen over and over and begging his forgiveness.
But these people probably weren't sincerely repenting. They were simply scared.
Especially those five sons. When they had explained things to us earlier, they had kept saying their wives were impatient and might have been a little rough with the old man, but they had never once mentioned their own failings.
He was their father. People said you raised sons to look after you in old age, not daughters-in-law. Besides, their wives owed him no debt for raising them.
They wouldn't even care for their own father, leaving it all to their wives.
Five sons, and not one of them had come to look after their own father?
Besides, plenty of people in this world were unfilial, but their parents didn't all rise from the dead. Unless things had reached a certain point, the old man wouldn't have died with so much unresolved resentment.
The problem still lay with those five sons. Their repentance looked like an act to me, and I felt something else might happen.
After daybreak, the people handling the funeral feast called everyone to breakfast.
After Zhang Rong and I ate, he was so sleepy that he decided to go upstairs to bed.
He told me that if I had time during the day, I should ask around and find out what those five brothers had done to their father. He also thought they hadn't told the truth and that something else might happen.
After all, there were still two nights left. If the old man kept rising from the dead, we would be the ones dealing with the trouble.
After he went upstairs to sleep,