Paper money filled the sky, scattering and drifting with the wind. The funeral procession moved slowly forward; even the wind itself seemed to carry sorrow.
Though Li Yan's family shared the surname of Li Clan's Fort, his branch had long declined, with no close elders left.
Fortunately, with Wang Daoxuan presiding and Sha Lifei running errands, along with help from neighbors and villagers, the old man's funeral was handled with great care.
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