Zhenhua smiled: "You don't have the money to build the road now, it's useless to say anything, let's talk about it when you have money in the future." At that time, it was your own business to build roads or not, and no one dared to rob you of your money. ”

"Yes. ”

Qi Lei nodded, finalized the text and pattern design on the tombstone with Zhenhua, and went to Heyuan Town to customize the tombstone for Xiulian.

Tombstones need to be booked in advance, and it takes time for stonemasons to carve words on them.

Three days later, the tombstone was transported to East Bay Village.

The text design on the front of the tombstone is the artwork agreed upon by Zhenhua and Qi Lei. On the borders on both sides, there is engraved Xiulian's favorite sentence on the Book of Poetry: The leaves are vast, and the white dew is frost;

In the middle of the tombstone, there is a line of big characters: the tomb of the third sister Xiulian.

The payment is the eldest brother Zhao Zhenhua and the second brother Qi Lei.

The inscription on the tombstone is equivalent to the three knots of Zhenhua Qi Lei and Xiulian officially announced to the world.

In this operation, Zhenhua and Qi Lei were also very inconsiderate, and built a monument to Xiulian, without notifying Lu Qiangwen and his wife at all!

Fortunately, Lu Qiangwen and his wife knew what was wrong, and took the initiative to find it, bowed and thanked Zhenhua and Qi Lei, and participated in the discussion of setting up a monument to Xiulian.

What Zhenhua and Qi Lei didn't expect was that on the day Xiulian erected the monument, many villagers came to Dongwan Village, one group, two groups, and three groups. The four groups were a little further away, and no villagers came.

Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao all carried a flat rope, paper money and firecrackers.

Lu Qiangwen hurriedly took out a cigarette to entertain.

Qi Lei suspected that the villagers had tricks again, grabbed Wang Xiang, frowned and asked, "Uncle Xiang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Xiang sighed: "Xiulian's life is hard, let her stay in her hometown." You set up a monument to Xiulian today, let's discuss it, and let's take a look at Xiulian. Don't worry, the people in the village say that you and Zhenhua are affectionate and righteous, and they will not oppose you. ”

Liu Zhigao also nodded and sighed: "Young people like you and Zhenhua are only available in our Dongwan Village, yes, both of you are men from our Dongwan Village! You and Xiulian are brothers and sisters, this is not a shame!"

The matter of the three knots has spread throughout Hedong Town.

People are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless? The villagers' incomprehension of Zhenhua and Qi Lei gradually turned into moving. There are not a few men in the village who secretly praise and admire Zhenhua and Qi Lei.

The villagers came to see Xiulian today, one is moved by the story of the three knots, and on the other hand, they also hope that Xiulian will rest in peace - don't be haunted in the future!

Qi Lei's eyes suddenly turned red, and he made a group of gestures at the villagers.

Zhenhua didn't expect that the villagers would come to help, and they would come to see Xiulian, so he was moved and stepped forward one by one to salute and thank him.

Zhao Chenghai also came, and he didn't get angry this time, and his eyes changed when he saw his son, and he was much kinder. The people in the village praised Zhenhua's actions, and Zhao Chenghai forgave his son.

Everyone rushed up, carried Xiulian's tombstone from the side of the road to the cemetery, stood in front of the grave, and the head of the monument was draped with a red cloth, and each bowed in mourning.

Then, firecrackers rang out, and gunsmoke filled the air.

Tong Jiafen and Xiumei cried into tears, and they both collapsed in front of the grave.

The girl who married out was brought back to her parents' family and buried in her hometown after she died, and in the entire Hedong Town, and even the entire county, I am afraid that there is only one case of Xiulian. Of course, some girls marry directly in the village, and that doesn't count.

Zhenhua and Qi Lei spent half a year persevering, and even fought and went to prison, paying countless costs to win a place for Xiulian to bury her bones in her hometown, fulfill her sister-in-law's last wish, and finally live up to the original three righteous acts.

Moreover, this time Xiulian was built and erected a tombstone, which was collectively recognized by the villagers in Dongwan Village, Zhenhua and Qi Lei will not worry about Xiulian being driven away again in the future.

Looking at Xiulian's grave and tombstone, Zhenhua smiled with tears.

And Qi Lei thought of the poem written by the poet Chen Da for Xiulian: "The light on the other side is gradually brightening up/You are standing in the clouds on the other side/Looking at me from afar." ”

At noon that day, Qi Lei invited the villagers who helped to eat at the restaurant in the town, but the villagers shook their heads and smiled.

On the night of the monument to Xiulian, Qi Lei bought wine and food, had dinner at Zhenhua's house, and raised a glass to celebrate.

After dinner, Qi Lei didn't leave, and said to Zhuo Yilan: "Sister-in-law, it's comfortable to sleep on top of your family's straw pile." You give me a quilt, and I'll sleep on the top of your haystack tonight!"

Zhuo Yilan smiled: "Aren't you afraid of falling asleep and turning over and falling from above?"

Qi Lei laughed: "How come? I picked a pit on it and slept in the pit, just like a baby sleeping in a cradle, very stable!"

Zhenhua waved his hand: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, you dig out the pit on the top of the haystack, and my dad will go up to fill the pit tomorrow." Let's go and warm the feet of Lao Mazi, he can still chat with you. ”

Qi Lei glared: "What kind of? Just ask you for a quilt, you talk a lot! Zhao Zhenhua, if you don't give me a quilt, I will squeeze between the two of you to sleep tonight!"

Yilan was helpless, shook his head, took out a new quilt from the closet, and threw it to Qi Lei.

Qi Lei thanked him, hugged the quilt, and went to sleep on the top of the straw pile in Zhenhua's house.

Zhenhua shook his head again and again, but he didn't expect that there was still an addiction to sleeping on the grass!

At eleven o'clock at night, Zhenhua was suddenly awakened by the sound of knocking on the window.

Qi Lei whispered outside the window: "Zhenhua, hurry up, there is a ghost crying by the river again!"

Because Qi Lei slept outside, he could clearly hear the ghost crying by the river.

"......" Zhenhua suddenly dozed off, and said in a low voice: "You wait for me outside my backyard, I'll get dressed and go out the back door to find you!"

Qi Lei nodded, went around to the backyard of Zhenhua's house and waited.

Zhenhua changed his clothes, walked out of the back door lightly, and then opened the courtyard door to meet Qi Lei.

Standing on the dirt road and listening to it, sure enough, the desolate and complaining ghost cry came fluttering with the wind again!

"It's an iron bridge!" Zhenhua listened for a moment and said suddenly.

"I don't sound like it......" Qi Lei frowned.

"It must be the Iron Bridge!" Zhenhua sneered and said, "Qi Lei, think about it, have you heard the sound of ghosts crying when you have been sleeping in Song Rengui's house for the past few days? You've just left tonight when the ghost screams again. Moreover, when I listen to this voice, it is from the iron bridge!"

Qi Lei frowned and thought for a while: "Let's go, let's catch a live." This time we will sneak over, and we must get the stolen goods!"

Zhenhua also raised his feet and walked forward, and said: "That's right, if we can't catch the iron bridge, we will stay in front of Song Jiacai's door and behind the house, and the truth will definitely be revealed!"

The two of them bent their waists, kept their mouths shut, and stalked in the night.

The land of their hometown, Zhenhua and Qi Lei are very familiar. They walked directly in the crop fields, and with the help of the cover of the ridges, they quietly approached the river.

(November 30, the second shift, the third shift is later.) ）