After a short pause, Comrade Xiao Yang, who read out the will, continued, "This will is in quadruplicate. It has been faired by the Heping District Notary Office. The content is true, legal and valid. The notaries are Yang Mengmeng, Zhang Zichao and Liu Ning."

After the woman read out the entire contents of the will in a serious manner, Wei Ran looked at Chen Guangling's family and Mr. Liu in surprise, who seemed not surprised by this.

"Mr. Tao called me before and said that if you are willing to give him the piano case as a coffin for his eternal rest after death, he will repay this kindness by giving you this house."

Chen Guangling sighed and explained, "He also said that when he was a child, he often used the Youquan bed in this house to practice Guangling San.

He sincerely hopes that you can take over this house, come here when you have time, and play Guangling San with Youquan."

Another job as a tombkeeper...

Wei Ran sighed secretly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took out the pen from the metal book under the cover of his pocket and signed his name on each of the four wills.

When Mr. Liu and Chen Luoxiang in the room also signed their names, Mr. Liu waved his hand and said, "Luo Xiang, niece-in-law, you can take Wei Ran to the next door to have a rest. Comrade Xiao Yang, it's also troublesome.

You guys, I've prepared grapefruit leaf water in the next room, go wash your hands. Guangling, let's change Mr. Tao's clothes."

"I'll stay too," Wei Ran said. "Even if I can't help, I can still give Mr. Tao a few more bullets of Guangling Powder."

"Okay, then just stay." Mr. Liu nodded and agreed.

After the others left the room, Wei Ran sat down at the piano table again, using the Guqin Youquan, which was missing a string, to play an incomplete piece of Guangling San over and over again.

After working for more than half an hour, Mr. Liu and Chen Guangling helped Mr. Tao wipe his body and put on a dark blue gown. The photo album originally placed on the bedside was also put into the empty piano case.

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After handing over the task of holding the piano case to Mr. Liu, Wei Ran bent down and easily picked up the tall and thin old man on the bed. Chen Guangling led him downstairs and finally put him into a van that seemed to belong to a funeral parlor.

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Watching Mr. Liu and Chen Luoxiang disappear at the end of the street with the funeral home's car, Wei Ran turned his head and glanced at the unknown big tree in the yard. In the cold winter wind, a golden leaf fell from the tree.

It swirled and fell, finally landing in Wei Ran's outstretched palm.
Chapter completed!