Wang Yongzhu saw that Song Chongjin had also realized this point, and he too smiled without saying more.
By the time they arrived at the mourning hall, Wang Yonggui and his two brothers along with Jinhoo had been weeping for the entire day. Now it was deep into the night, and the chanting monks and Taoist priests outside were also dozing off.
The inside of the mourning hall was unusually quiet, as everyone had completely exhausted their energy for the day.
Song Chongjin had already arranged for a vegetarian feast for the monks and Taoist priests, asking them to eat and rest a while longer. Tomorrow morning they would continue to exert themselves in chanting scriptures and performing rituals to help Old Wang Laozhu's spirit reach the Western Paradise or choose reincarnation.
Hot porridge, light dishes, and ginger soup were also brought in to the room next to the mourning hall for Wang Yonggui and his group to fill their stomachs.
