The sun gradually climbed up from the horizon, and under the light of the warm winter sun, Yang Huaiping carried Shen Qinglian on his back and ran rapidly in the direction of home, Shen Qinglian hugged his neck tightly with a happy smile on his face.

After Yang Huaiping ran out of the hawthorn forest with Shen Qinglian on his back, he walked through several sparsely populated narrow streets, passed by a small river with many large banyan trees, and slowly entered his courtyard.

But as soon as Yang Huaiping pushed open the door of the house, he saw the scene of the old man and the old lady lying in the courtyard covered in blood, Shen Qinglian's tears instantly wet the clothes on Yang Huaiping's back, and she jumped directly from Yang Huaiping's back beside the old man and the old lady in the courtyard.

Yang Huaiping sat cross-legged on the ground, he calmly began to calculate the cause of death of the old man and the old lady, and after about a cup of tea, Yang Huaiping's eyes began to burst out with a substantial light, and he said in a cold tone: "It turned out that Wang Fugui's group of fox friends and dogs did it!"

Shen Qinglian wiped the tears on her face, she slowly walked to Yang Huaiping's side and said, "With your current identity, it is not suitable for the two of us to organize a funeral for our father and mother in the village, let's tidy up the yard during the day and help my father and mother dress up, and I will bury them tonight!"

"Daughter-in-law, do as you say!" Yang Huaiping said with a solemn gaze.

Yang Huaiping began to clean up the blood stains in the yard, while Shen Qinglian carried her father and mother back to the house and put on the longevity clothes that the second elder had prepared earlier.

After the two of them dealt with a lot of trivial things, Yang Huaiping put a pillar of incense on the spiritual seat set up by Shen Qinglian for the second elder, and he felt that his heart was quite unpleasant.

As time passed, the sun was slanting westward, and a dim sunset appeared in the sky, Yang Huaiping brought a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun and a plate of pickles to Shen Qinglian and said, "Daughter-in-law, eat a little, your body will not be able to stand it if you don't eat." ”

Shen Qinglian waved her hand at Yang Huaiping and said, "You eat, I really can't eat!"

Yang Huaiping saw that Shen Qinglian was unwilling to eat, so he didn't bother Shen Qinglian anymore, Yang Huaiping looked at Shen Qinglian's appearance and felt very uncomfortable, he didn't speak, but walked out of the house with the old man's copper cigarette bag pot and a small round box containing tobacco green.

Outside the courtyard, a touch of the setting sun shone on the low west wall, Yang Huaiping squatted down where the old man often smoked, and he slowly pinched out a few strands of tobacco from the small green box and put them into the copper cigarette pouch pot.

Yang Huaiping lit the tobacco in the copper cigarette pouch pot and took a puff, the taste of dry tobacco was very spicy and choking, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

After smoking a bag of cigarettes, Yang Huaiping knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the ground like an old man, and said with a sad face: "Old man, you can rest assured, I will take care of you and my woman, as long as I still have a breath of air, I will not let her be hurt in any way;

At sunset, the sky has begun to gradually condense into black, Yang Huaiping seemed to suddenly remember something, he paced to the cabinet in the guest room and took out a bottle of burning knives, and then he went to the kitchen to take two large porcelain bowls and walked to the old man's spiritual seat in the room and said: "I always know that you like to drink, but I have never been with you to drink once, I always feel very regrettable, today I will accompany you to drink to the bar!"

While speaking, Yang Huaiping poured wine into the two large porcelain bowls, he poured one bowl on the ground, and then picked up the other bowl of wine and raised his neck and took a sip directly.

Shen Qinglian raised her somewhat red and swollen eyes and looked at Yang Huaiping and said, "There is a coffin of my father and mother upstairs, you get their coffins down, and we will bury my father and mother tonight!"

After Yang Huaiping took a sip of the burning knife in his hand, he walked up the stairs to the somewhat low second floor of Shen Qinglian's house.

It didn't take long for Yang Huaiping to carry the two faded coffins downstairs, he put Shen Qinglian's already dressed second elder into the coffin, Yang Huaiping carried one of the coffins behind him, and then used the black flat car at home to pull another coffin, and when he left the house, Yang Huaiping also put an iron shovel on the small flat car.

In the silent night, Yang Huaiping carried a coffin on his back, and dragged a coffin towards the desolate place of Gumo, Shen Qinglian carried a basket made of wattles and kept scattering paper money all the way, Yang Huaiping stopped in a deserted and populated place.

Yang Huaiping opened his mouth and said: "My daughter-in-law will bury my father-in-law and mother-in-law here, this place is secluded and no one can disturb them!"

Shen Qinglian rubbed her crying red eyes and said, "Okay, let's bury my father and mother here!"

Yang Huaiping didn't speak, he took out the shovel from the small black flat cart and began to dig a grave in this deserted place.

As a shovel of soil was thrown out by Yang Huaiping, the dark night was directly shrouded, a round of cold moon rose into the night sky, and the mournful cry of a partridge suddenly came from the wilderness, which suddenly added a bit of desolation to the surrounding environment.

At this time, Yang Huaiping finally dug the grave of the old man and the old lady, he carried the coffin of the old man and the old lady and put it smoothly into the pit he had dug, and then he buried the coffin of the second old man with an iron shovel.

Shen Qinglian knelt on the grave and wept and burned paper money for the second elder, she was looking forward to going home to take a good look at her father and mother, but this kind of thing happened made Shen Qinglian feel like falling into an ice cave, she cried for a whole day, crying until her voice was hoarse and silent.

Yang Huaiping said: "Daughter-in-law, it's not early this day, I think we should go home early, you haven't eaten a bite of food all day and night, how can your body stand it!"

Shen Qinglian looked at Yang Huaiping with a pleading face, and said in a hoarse voice: "You can stay here with me for a while, I want to talk to my father and mother!"

After Yang Huaiping heard Shen Qinglian's words, he didn't say anything more but quietly accompanied Shen Qinglian.

The cold night was silent, as the night deepened, snowflakes gradually floated in the sky, and the snowflakes fluttered in the sky wantonly, falling bigger and bigger, but in an instant, the top of Yang Huaiping and Shen Qinglian's heads were covered with snow, and the two of them seemed to have become a gray-haired appearance.

Yang Huaiping took off his coat and put it on Shen Qinglian's body and said, "Daughter-in-law, let's go home, if you want to see your father and mother, I'll take you to see it."

After Shen Qinglian reluctantly glanced at the grave of her father and mother, she followed Yang Huaiping and turned around and left the wilderness.