Lao Matou's house has been unoccupied, and it has been empty for almost two years. There was a thick layer of dust on the windowsills, and cobwebs on the beams.

Song Yiran and Lei Qianjun cleaned up for a long time before they could clean up the house.

"This house used to look very good and sturdy, but it's only been a long time, and it feels a lot dilapidated!"

Song Yiran had a new idea in a blink of an axe, "Brother Lei, let's go and bring the coffin first, and don't let Han Ping get up early tomorrow, it's better to let them live in Lao Matou's house directly, so as to save a waste of time." ”

Now the weather is neither hot nor cold, and there is no need to worry about not being able to live in the house, it just so happens that she still has a few previous broken bedding in her space, and she has not had time to lose them, so she just used them to give them a few uses.

"You and I, nominally drive back to the guest house, but in fact we can stay in the space for one night. Song Yiran said: "This will save time even more." ”

That's a good idea.

Lei Qianjun nodded, "Okay, that's it." ”

The two of them arrived in town without stopping, and then went their separate ways.

Lei Qianjun went to find the ox cart that transported the longevity materials, while Song Yiran went to inform Han Ping and the others, and after the matter was completed, they gathered directly at the door of the longevity material store.

Han Ping and others are just following orders, and now they have a request for Lei and Song, so naturally they will do whatever they want them to do. They even agreed to things like tying filial piety belts, raising graves, and carrying coffins, would they still care about sleeping in a different place!

Lei Qianjun's side is going well, the other party's ox cart just didn't work, and he was introduced by Chen Laoshi, so it's even more fine.

"If it's convenient, we can go now!"

The old man who drove the car nodded, called his son to follow the car, picked up the whip, and hung a string of bells on his waist (the person who transported the longevity material brought a string of bells to ward off evil spirits) and then went to the longevity store with Lei Qianjun.

Song Yiran had already taken Han Ping and waited at the door of the Shoucai store, and when he saw Lei Qianjun bringing people over, he was also relieved, the time was too tight, everything was done by her and Lei Qianjun, and if there was something wrong with one of them, the time of the grave would be delayed.

There is nothing to delay the time of the grave, but that Xu Ye will appear the next day, which is an extremely important matter for Song Yiran, so only by handling the aftermath of Mr. Song can he concentrate on dealing with him. Otherwise, I am afraid that there will be extraneous branches, and I will lose sight of one or the other.

The old man who drove the ox cart and his son had a lot of strength, plus the shopkeeper and Han Ping, and a large coffin with heavy wood and ink paint was carried onto the ox cart.

"Brother Lei, you drive them back to the village, and I'll help the coffin back. "She wants to do her best for the original owner.

Lei Qianjun was reluctant to let Song Yiran suffer, "You drive, I'll help the coffin back, anyway, I am also his old man's grandson-in-law, and I can be regarded as filial piety." ”

Song Yiran knew that he couldn't screw him, he was afraid that he would be offended.

"Alright then, it's just that there are four people in the car, and there are six of them. ”

Han Ping's two clever younger brothers hurriedly said, "Let's follow the ox cart and walk back." ”

"Yes, we have offended the old man, and we have done our best. ”

Lei Qianjun was very satisfied with the performance of these two people, and put the car key in Song Yiran's hand, "You go! Don't drive too fast!"

Song Yiran couldn't say anything more, so he could only nod.

"You four come with me!"

Several people looked at each other and didn't dare to question it, but there was obvious doubt in their eyes, and they clearly didn't believe that Song Yiran couldn't drive. Song Yiran didn't say anything, and after a few sat down, he kicked the accelerator and left.

Lei Qianjun said to the master who was driving the car: "Let's go, we have to hurry up." ”

A few people returned to normal at this time, and put away their surprised expressions. It's not that they haven't seen the world, it's just that there are really too few women who can drive these years.

Song Yiran drove fast, but the mountain road was difficult, and it took nearly twenty minutes for the car to stop in front of Lao Matou's house. It was already common for her to drive a jeep to Daqingshan, and the villagers didn't have the same joy as the two times they saw the jeep before, plus it was time for dinner and rest, so no one was running behind her car now.

"It's here!" Song Yiran got out of the car.

Han Ping and a few people tinkered for a long time before opening the car door, and his face was a little red.

Song Yiran didn't think there was anything to be embarrassed about, the era was different, and he had little knowledge, which was normal.

"There's a futon in the house, and you're going to spend the night!"

"It's good!" The place is a little smaller, but there is no wind or rain in the house, and there are bedding, which is good. When they used to go out to work, they often had to live in the wilderness, and they were freezing to death in winter, so it would be nice to have a coat to add to them, and in summer they would simply feed mosquitoes, and when they came down at night, they didn't know how many bags they had on them.

"When the coffin came, it stopped outside, my grandfather was indifferent to fame and fortune all his life, and he didn't care about anything else. I just hope that when you carry the coffin, you can be steady. ”

"Don't worry, we will!"

There is only one skeleton in the coffin, which is not heavy, but the thick material and longevity material really have some weight.

"We have prepared ropes, long logs, and benches to carry the coffin. ”

There are many funeral customs, one of which is that the coffin cannot fall to the ground during transportation, if the coffin lands, it means that the deceased wants to stay here and can only be buried on the spot. Therefore, it is necessary to prepare two sturdy benches, so that the coffin is cushioned when resting, so as not to fall to the ground.

"Don't worry, we will definitely be careful about this matter, and we will never drop the chain!" Han Ping replied with a straight face.

"Yes, what Brother Ping said is what we want to say. ”

Song Yiran nodded, "Then thank you." ”

"Yes, it's us who are not good. Han Ping said: "Actually, I should say sorry to you." "Helping that Xu Ye do things is equivalent to helping the old man to abuse, but he really has no way to do it for the sake of his mother!

If it weren't for the unfathomable nature of these two people, the way they came was too evil, I am afraid that the old man's grave has been dug up by them!

Sin, sin!

Song Yiran saw Han Ping's discomfort and couldn't help but glance at him.

This person is not a wicked person, and his essence is still good.

"Do you know what my grandfather did?"

"My brothers had inquired about it before, and they said it was a doctor. ”

Song Yiran nodded, "Yes, he stayed in the ocean in his early years, and he had the opportunity to stay there." But he wanted to serve the country and use advanced medical skills to treat our own people, so he came back without hesitation. After returning to China, he began to save lives and help the wounded, and he also went to the country on the other side of the Yalu River, and he was considered a person who had been on the battlefield. ”

Han Ping was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but be in awe of Old Man Song.

"I'm really damned~" Han Ping slapped himself fiercely.

Book Keju Reading Website: