For a while, I heard someone shouting outside, "Something is wrong, something is wrong", a group of people beating gongs and drums and crying and mourning stopped in a hurry, those who beat the gong dropped the gong, those who beat the drum threw down the drum, the crying closed their mouths, and their eyes widened one by one, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do. After another while, I only heard someone outside shouting, "There is an earthquake, run, run!" A group of people rushed out desperately like soldiers fighting against the water, and they didn't have time to think about it.

Chen Yong and his group rushed to the door and vaguely saw a crowd of people crowding out of the road not far from East Street and making a loud noise. They surrounded the demons, and saw a tall man waving his arms in the crowd, urging people to flee for their lives to the Guanyin Temple outside the town in a savior-like tone. "The old saying left by the ancestors, if there are natural disasters and man-made disasters in our place, as long as everyone hides in the Guanyin Temple, everything will turn into good fortune. Everyone listened to his explanation of the empowerment, like grabbing a life-saving straw in the floating sea, and suddenly you stepped on my legs, I hit his waist, and rushed to the Guanyin Temple desperately.

The temple is only three miles away from the town, but the steep stone steps on the way take up almost a third of the way. In the running crowd, there were old people, children, and young people. Among all the people who fled for their lives, it is estimated that no one has the weak physique of Chen Laoshu. Chen Laoshu ran out into the street, already out of breath, and when he ran to the temple, he was already sweating profusely and almost collapsed. It was close to midnight, and the weather was freezing and the wind was bitter. A large group of people entered the temple, forgetting their tiredness and just kowtowing to each other. When it was almost dawn, a large group of people shivered with cold, and they all listened with their ears pricked up, but they did not hear the slightest sound of the earthquake.

"Let's go back to dinner, and come to the temple in the evening to take refuge," the tall man was still speaking, "The ancestors said that we only need to hide in the temple for three days and three nights before the disaster comes, and everyone will be safe." ”

A group of people returned home to eat in disbelief, and in the evening, they rushed to the temple on time. Some people also rolled up the futon and came to make it on the spot, and those who didn't have the futon lit a fire to keep warm.

Three days and three nights passed, and there was no earthquake near the town. A person in good health, after three days and three nights of cold and hunger, is already suffering from a disease. What's more, Chen Laoshu's body, after a few tosses, he couldn't afford to fall seriously ill, and in less than two months, he died in the west.

The Chen family was at a loss for a while, and in addition to grief and indignation, they were all angry.

"There was no earthquake at all, who spread the rumors?" Chen Yong said, "I really should drag the rumor-mongers to the street and behead them for public display!"

"The ghost knows," Chen Jiandao, "It's really killing people and don't have to pay for their lives, let's settle accounts with that tall man!"

"Looking for a tall man to settle accounts, are you sure it's a rumor that he spreads? Maybe he's also settling accounts with someone else, who told us to voluntarily follow him blindly?" Zhao Yan laughed at herself, "It's all caused by mourning, and only finding a bald man to settle accounts is the right way!" Things have come to this point, it's all caused by bald people." If it weren't for him, we would carry the coffin to his house? If it wasn't him, we would run blindly with the crowd in the middle of the night? It's really an enemy for eight lifetimes, so we don't have a good life. In any case, this big matter of a dead man has nothing to do with the bald man, and it's right for us to settle accounts with him!"

"That's right!" When the Chen brothers heard this, they immediately understood, "We should settle accounts with the bald man!"

So, the brothers forgot about Chen Laoshu's mortuary and hurried to Xiao Jun's house. Unexpectedly, this time they ran to Xiao's house, only to see the Xiao family full of shadows and crying. It turned out that Xiao Jun also passed away in those days, and the two brothers had to go home.

"What, that bald man is also dead? It's really funny," Zhao Yan said, "Chen Yong Chen Jian, you go and ask someone to carry the coffin back, don't let that bald man die and get a good deal." Do you see, did the bald man get stuffed into the coffin we carried over?"

"It doesn't matter if he stuffs it in or not, we just have to carry the coffin back. Chen Yong said.

"Don't bring the bald man back. Zhao Yan commanded.

Chen Yong and Chen Jian immediately called a few people, drove a truck, and set off for Xiao's house, and sure enough, they saw many people in Xiao Jun's family crying around another coffin. They hurriedly carried the coffin that had been placed before into the car and transported it home. The Chen brothers buried the coffin that was dragged back to Chen Laoshu, and the family stopped and sighed.

For a while, the incident of the Chen Yong brothers carrying the coffin back and forth was passed on as a joke in the streets and alleys of the town for a long time.

The Chen family's Spring Festival is a mess in those complicated things, and there is no Spring Festival atmosphere at home, and everyone complains except for whining. Chen Zhujun hid in Chen Yong's house and cried alone for nearly two months. One is crying about his fate, and the other is crying about the unexpected death of his father. Thinking of the troubles that have stumbled and stumbled in recent times, they have been disturbed like a mess of dreams, which makes people confused, so they cry even more sadly. Some neighbors around her saw her grief-stricken appearance all the time, and some people inevitably tried to persuade her.

"Sister, I'm almost fifty years old, and I haven't landed yet. It's rare to have two fifty in life, and you have to control your destiny well. Don't be discouraged, find another suitable one, and live with peace of mind is the right way. Street neighbor A persuaded.

"A woman has no house at eighty, and it is not surprising that she marries at the age of eighty. Alas, it's just that on the way to get married, after all, it is the woman who loses, and she doesn't want to get a good return. Street neighbor B sighed.

"As a woman, not marrying a good family in your life is a regret in life after all. The next time you look for someone, you have to find a Mr. face, don't look away. "The street is next to C Road.

"As the old saying goes, this life is prosperous and the previous life is determined, and people have ups and downs in the world, and they can't escape the arrangement of fate after all. Therefore, in life, it is still necessary to accumulate a lot of goodness, although it is not a good thing to be prosperous in this world, it is not a good thing to be in the next life. "The street is next to Ding Road.

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For a while, in response to Chen Zhujun's four de facto marriages, the neighbors on the street really saw the benevolent and the wise saw the wise, and the opinions were different.

Hearing those nonsense persuasions, the Chen family brothers were full of fire when they heard it.

"Do women have to get married, live like not marrying!" Chen Jian said disdainfully in front of some neighbors, "What is there to marry this person, if he is not a good match, don't marry him, otherwise the oil will be wiped out by them." Our Chen family, although it is not a big family, but a small family, we will not take it seriously. ”

"Sister, if you don't marry for eight lifetimes, your mother's family can afford to raise you for eight lifetimes!" Chen Yong said.

In front of everyone, the Chen Yong brothers treated everyone with the tone of nouveau riche to support their sister's face. When the people heard their brother's angry words, they stopped coming to the door to persuade them. Later, some people came to the door one after another to be matchmakers, but they were all blocked back by the Chen brothers' rude words, so the door-to-door matchmakers gradually became extinct in the future.

In the summer of 2016, Chen Zhujun went to a factory in Dongguan to apply for several jobs, but because of her age, she could not find a satisfactory job, so she had to return to her hometown, ready to settle down in her hometown like her brothers.

"Born with a free body, why do you have to go to other people's factories to work hard? Come to think of it, it's not because you're poor? Follow my brother to work in the workshop, and you will also have no worries about food and clothing. How much does someone else pay you an annual salary, and my brother will not miss you. I just didn't give them a job in the factory, so that the bosses who opened factories in the world starved to death. At that time, there was a shortage of labor in Chen Yong's workshop, and he really wanted to bring Chen Zhujun to his own workshop. Therefore, in front of some neighbors, he said something domineering, and everyone listened to it, and everyone secretly felt that it was ridiculous.