Seeing groups of people beating her in front of her, she understood that these people were all here to attend the Li family's funeral.

She saw Sang Yongbo directing traffic in front, and all the cars that came in drove into the wheat field.

Many people dragged straw and kept spreading it to the wheat field to prevent the car from sinking in.

Few people in the village have farmed land, and most of the fields have been planted by relatives and friends from other villages, and many people come to see the fields early in the morning, for fear that the rain will flood the fields.

The wheat field was ruined like this, not only did they not get angry, but they also took the initiative to take a shovel to release water and help spread the wheat stalks.

What's more, Li He donated money to schools and built bridges and roads locally, and everyone was more or less beneficial.

Sang Yongbo pulled the canvas bag in his hand, took out the money, and without saying anything, he stuffed it into everyone's arms, "You can't waste it in vain, what should you do, take it." ”

Although he doesn't farm now, he knows who owns and who is planting these fields at the entrance of the village.

No matter whose family it is, if it is ruined, it will lose money, and it is justified.

The wealth is large, and the money is not taken as money, and it is stuffed into everyone's hands one by one.

Taking the money in public, everyone is still a little embarrassed, but looking at Sang Yongbo's strength, it seems that he will be annoyed if he doesn't accept the money, but he continues, and everyone also takes tens of thousands of yuan, and they are overjoyed.

Even if the whole field is the whole land, there is not much harvest in a year, and there is not much left after cutting off seeds, pesticides and fertilizers.

Before Pan Ying arrived at the door of Li's house, he heard the earth-shattering sound of suona from afar, and when he arrived at the door, he saw fifty or sixty people sitting in the shed at the door and playing suona with their cheeks.

To her surprise, the group of people was a strange combination.

There are young people, old men, middle-aged and even women, some are dressed rusticly, at first glance, they are specialized in eating this bowl of rice, some are wearing white shirts, department leaders, shiny leather shoes, looking like teachers, two of them are exquisitely dressed, wearing long skirts, and they look outstanding in it.

He Zhou was standing at the door smoking a cigarette with nothing to do, his eyes staring at the foot of the right wall of the Li family's gate.

Pan Ying poked him and said, "What are you looking at, what's wrong with them?"

He Lao Tzu was standing there with two middle-aged people with eyes, as if they were quarrelling, the two middle-aged people had red ears and thick necks, and kept stamping their feet, as if they had been insulted by her Lao Tzu.

He Zhou spit out a smoke ring and said, "Uncle Li liked suona when he was alive, and Uncle Li was all over the place looking for someone who could blow suona, and those on both sides of the river, including those in Xinyang on the other side, pulled a lot, and looked for it in the back, and took over all the vocal music teachers from other schools, and didn't tell people in detail what they did, but when they got out of the car, they saw that it was blown at the funeral."

People don't do anything anymore, it's a shame to say it, why are they also high-level intellectuals and vocal experts.

No, your dad is negotiating with someone. ”

Pan Ying said, "This is too unreliable." ”

looked in the direction of her Lao Tzu without blinking, and saw her Lao Tzu snatch out a wad of banknotes from the bag in his hand and stuff them into the pockets of two people.

After a while, two middle-aged people joined the suona choir with their cheeks puffed out.

One after another people went to Li's house, and Sang Yongyang, Guo Dongyun, Wang Ziwen, and Yu Dehua stood in the courtyard to greet them.

He Zhou felt that he was a little in the way here, and said to Pan Ying, "I can't help here, so I'll go back first." ”

Pan Ying grabbed him and asked, "No, when did you come back?"

"Let's go, it's too noisy. The sound of suona was too loud, He Zhou listened hard, and he was tired of speaking, so he took Pan Ying in the direction of his house.

Pan Ying really couldn't help the Li family, so he had to follow He Zhou.

He Zhou said as he walked, "Last night, my mother called me, and then I asked Jiawei to drive and come back with them." ”

This summer, he still worked as a summer job in his mother's unit as in previous years, but he changed his position, this time he stopped working as a porter, but became a courier riding an electric tricycle.

The same morning and greed, the same tears like a dog, the difference is that there is no human right to be a courier, upholding the principle of customer first, and being scolded as a dog cannot be refuted.

There was a rumbling sound in the sky from time to time, and one after another helicopters landed and flew again, all flying in the direction of the river slope.

He Zhou said, "Obediently, where did so many helicopters come from on the river slope, doesn't it mean that there is air traffic control?

Pan Ying said, "It hasn't stopped since night, I estimate that there are more than 100 planes, you see that it is only more than eight o'clock now, and it is estimated that there will be more in the afternoon." ”

He Zhou lit a flue again, "I can't see it, Uncle Li's scene is quite big, let's put it this way, just now, I saw five or six people on the list of China's richest people." ”

At the intersection, in front of the house and behind the house, there are all people, some gather together to smoke, some chat, threes and threes.

Pan Ying pointed at them and said in a low voice, "None of them are ordinary people at all, look, there are ordinary people who can drive a helicopter, go out with so many bodyguards, as well as secretaries and drivers, none of them are simple." ”

He Zhou nodded and said, "It's true, it looks quite familiar, but I don't know the name." ”

The two stood at the entrance of the village, watching as the car began to drive out of the village.

Towards noon, the village car was halfway gone.

Li Pei, Li Lan and others are back.

Pan Ying found that it had only been so long before the couplet sent by others had already meandered from the entrance of the village.

When they arrived at the hall, the Li family knelt on two walls, each looking haggard.

Qi Hua walked over to Li He and said, "Mr. Li, Secretary He is leaving." ”

As soon as the words fell, He Jun walked in, squatted in front of Li He, who was about to get up, and said gently, "Old friend, you're welcome, I have a meeting in the afternoon, I'll go first, you take care of your body, and mourn and change." ”

Li He nodded, "Then I won't send it." ”

There were too many people coming, he couldn't cope with it, so he simply didn't deal with it, but fortunately, Qi Hua and Guo Dongyun were no strangers to his circle of friends and could do a good job in personnel reception.

After He Jun left, Li Zhaohui rubbed his red and swollen eyes, entered the hall, and said to Li He, "You go to the kitchen to eat something, if you don't eat, where can you do it, three days, don't be unable to hold it." ”

Hearing the news of his brother's death, he hurried back from the provincial capital at night.

He couldn't have imagined that his brother would leave in such a hurry.

Li He spit out a smoke ring and said, "I'm not hungry." ”

Li Zhaohui said, "If you don't eat, I don't care, the children have to eat, if you don't take the lead, who is embarrassed to eat." ”

Li He looked at Li Ke, Yang Huai and the others, shook his head, went to the kitchen to eat something, and after three or two bites, he continued to sit down in the hall.