The daughter was not angry, and pointed to the eldest grandson and daughter-in-law and said, "I didn't take it, I didn't take it." Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info You dare to swear to the sky, right?

The eldest grandson's daughter-in-law: "The gold is in your hands, and you are not afraid of rotten hands!"

The atmosphere was tense, as if a match could ignite a raging fire.

Captain Wang Guilan also came, and after listening to what both sides said, he didn't pay attention: they all said they didn't take it, one side said yes, one side said no, no one could say whether it was or not.

He turned his head and saw Lamei, and said to both parties: "In this way, let the white-haired grandmother calculate a hexagram for you, if there is, you can find it; if the hexagram says no, you should have no such thing, the old lady is still on the spirit foil, you have to let her be buried in peace!"

The two sides thought about it, and that was the only way.

The captain said to Lamei, "Lamei, ask the white-haired grandmother to calculate it for them and see if there is any gold?"

Lamei is a person who has come from the past, a reborn, and knows that there was a similar farce in this family in her previous life.

There was a lot of trouble in that world, and the two sides fought and each was injured. In the end, the village couldn't control it, so it had to be reported to the Public Security Bureau.

The Public Security Bureau came to investigate and inspected all the daily necessities of Mrs. Rong. In the end, I finally found the "gold", but it was ridiculous!

However, due to the delay in "solving the case", there was no crystal coffin or ice in this period, and the old lady's body was highly decomposed, and the corpse water flowed all over the ground, and people did not dare to approach.

At the funeral, the coffin was carried out by the people who carried the coffin by stuffing their noses with cotton wool soaked in wine. Half the street smelled of the stench.

People say: Although this lie deceived the filial piety of the children and grandchildren when they were alive, it could not be buried in time after death, which can be regarded as a punishment for the liar!

Lamei knew where the "gold" was hidden, but she couldn't say it directly. He readily agreed, put an incense table in front of Mrs. Rong's mourning hall, spread sand, and a great-granddaughter of the old lady carried a dustpan to tell the hexagram.

A long cylindrical shape appears on the screen, with two irregular images inside.

Lamei pointed to the picture and said, "Yes, it is hidden in the pillow where she sleeps." However, gold is not very real. You see, the image inside is not clear, and it is a sign of this. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as you have it. Mrs. Rong's daughter said.

She knew that she couldn't take the gold even if she had it, in order to clear her grievances.

When people heard this, they took Mrs. Rong's futon from the firewood stack and found a long cylindrical blue coarse cloth pillow rolled inside.

At this time, the pillows were cylindrical, about two feet long, and there was a six-inch square plug at each end, which was filled with straw.

After death, according to custom, the bedding of the deceased should be thrown on the roof of the shed or on the pile of firewood until the funeral is over.

The pillow is placed under the spirit foil and waited until the brazier is lit on the day of the funeral.

Just because of hunger, some time ago, Mrs. Rong poured out the pillow straw that had been pillow for many years, let her grandchildren roll and eat, and then filled it with broken cotton wool.

At this time, Mrs. Rong's legs and feet were no longer very flexible, and she was sleepy a lot. I am afraid that the grandchildren will open the broken box and take away the "gold bricks" when she is not paying attention. He wrapped the "gold bricks" in cotton wool and filled them into the pillow.

So, when the grandchildren opened the broken box, there was nothing left inside.

After the pillow was disassembled, the layers of cotton wool were peeled off, and finally, two pieces of something wrapped in a big red cloth appeared in front of everyone.

When I opened the red cloth, it was two golden pieces, each the size of half a brick.

"Is this gold?" said Mrs. Rong's eldest grandson and daughter-in-law.

Lamei: "No. It is wrapped in golden tin foil, and I open the paper to see. ”

The tin foil was quickly revealed, and everyone was dumbfounded: it turned out to be two ordinary adobe bricks.

The three grandsons and granddaughters-in-law all understood: these are two old people who are afraid that they will not be filial, and use this to lure them to do their filial piety!

The people are gone, and the filial piety is gone, so what else can we say?

Coming out of Mrs. Rong's house, Lamei went to Wang Li's house and Zheng Cunliang's house to have a look. Although the two families can't eat enough, it is not a big problem, in addition to receiving gruel and starch nests in the canteen of the production team every day, and then cooking wild vegetables in a pot at home.

Since the two families will be careful in their calculations, there is still corn sent by Lamei, and two handfuls of grits are stirred into the pot after boiling wild vegetables, and the family eats batter vegetables.

Wang Li received another 40 catties of food donated in his previous life, and although there were many people, they were safe and sound.

Why is my brother hungry and eats dirt?

In comparison, she gave more to her parents, even if the ears of corn were taken away by Wang Zhang's family, she was given more than a dozen catties of cornmeal.

In his previous life, his younger brother also gave forty catties of corn. Although more than ten days have passed, my mother is not the kind of person who has firewood, a stove, and a pot of food, and will definitely not be hungry to this extent.

With a head full of questions, Lamei came home again.

The elder brother Wang Guiqiang was in good spirits, sitting on the kang and laughing at his younger brothers and sisters.

It was almost noon, and my mother cooked another pot of wild vegetable batter.

"Godmother, didn't you bring millet and flour, why don't you make that?"

Ma Huien: "Roll out a shaft of noodles in the north house, and make hot noodle soup for Xiaoqiang, Xiaoyong, and Xiaoye for a while." Quite a lot, enough for the whole family. I only found the wild vegetables today, so I made them and ate them at night while they were fresh. ”

"Godmother, before I left, didn't we still have food at home, how could my brother eat soil hungry?"

"Ahem, it's all my fault. Ma Huien said and shed tears:

"I left my home and went to my mother's house and sent a few catties of food to my mother. But the house was recruited by thieves, and even the food pockets were stolen. For six or seven days, the family could only rely on the bowl of gruel in the cafeteria.

"Every time he comes back from making porridge, Qiangzi only eats half a bowl of porridge and gives the rest to his younger siblings. Let him eat, he always said he couldn't eat. The family didn't know that he was eating dirt outside. I didn't say it until I couldn't pull it out and I was uncomfortable. ”

I see!

Damn thief!

Lamei bit the little teeth in her mouth fiercely, stabilized her emotions, and asked:

"Godmother, you analyze, who stole our family's grain?"

"Your godfather and I also analyzed. On our team, there are only two people with multiple hands, one is Lai Pipei, and the other is Xiaohua's grandmother's Sanchangdao.

"The three long roads are nicknamed three hands. On that day, Repipe and your godfather were working in the same field, and it couldn't have been him. Sanshou took a leave of absence on the grounds of his mother's illness, whether it was him or not, what he didn't see, it's hard to say. ”

Lamei: "What kind of grain do we have in our pocket? Is there a mark on it?"

"The pocket is the blue striped pocket that everyone weaves together. Almost every family has such pockets.

"It's just that your godfather's name is written on the pocket of our house with a pen, which is very small and you can't see it if you don't pay attention.

"Besides, he went back and poured the grain out, what other evidence did he have? I told the captain, everyone analyzed the situation, and there was no evidence, so we had to give up.

"More than a dozen catties of food are life-saving food in our family, and when they are taken to officialdom, they are petty thefts, and they are not worth reporting the case. ”