Ying Xiangmian was so frightened that she ran away with urine, she was not scared away by someone else's confession, but ran away in shame.

Why? Because she has exhausted Song Heng's reputation again.

I saw her now, leaning against a loess wall with one hand on her waist, spitting hot air, and wiping the sweat on her forehead by the way.

Then, he folded his hands and said to God: "Song Heng, I'm sorry for you! ”

"If there is an afterlife, you will wear it on me, and it doesn't matter if you make lilies with others. ”

After saying that, she forgot about the stubble and smelled the smell of meat buns in the distance and drifted away.

Speaking of the northern city, it is much better than the development of the western city and the southern city, the streets are lined with buildings, busy houses and trucks.

All kinds of food stalls and jewelry ornaments are on the ground, one by one displayed for people to choose.

Ying Xiangmian's playful temperament has risen, how can he not eat all over the world in the north city and have a good time!

So, she spent the money she spent on eating cooking cakes, buying new clothes, fighting crickets, watching new plays, etc., and she went bankrupt happily in one day.

When night came, she counted the few copper coins left in her hand, and lived poorly in the firewood room of an inn, facing the leaky window, which was a moment of regret.

However, I was still scolding Ji Nian in my heart, and I said that I would pick weapons together, but now people don't know where to delay, and I can't see a trace for a long time.

Sure enough, after Xiangmian finished scolding, he felt much better, and he didn't care too much about the broken half of the wall in the firewood room and the smell of in the horse shed next door.

At this time, the leaky windows whined and blew cold wind, and the roof without tiles overhead let in a lot of moonlight, but even the light of candles was saved.

Ying Xiangmian picked up a few handfuls of straw on the ground and covered her body, and lay on the ground with her hands as a pillow.

wailed about his own lavish spending, and he didn't know where to go for tomorrow's meal.

The sky gradually brightened, and the sound of suona outside was like thunder, one by one into the dilapidated firewood room, and the little second of the inn came in and ruthlessly drove her out.

Ying Xiangmian is usually delicious and delicious, and someone is waiting to live, where can she stand this anger, she sneezed arrogantly at Xiao Er and left.

She thought to herself, why don't she return what she bought yesterday, but she can't bear to do so!

Immediately afterwards, a group of people wearing sackcloth and filial piety clothes came to drive people, and she naturally pushed them to the periphery of the street like the crowd of onlookers.

The thunderous suona gongs and drums still sounded non-stop, accompanied by the whimpering and crying of men and women.

Xiangmian naturally raised her feet and stretched her neck like everyone else to look over.

Seeing that, a group of people beat gongs and drums passed by, and then tall men waved spirit flags past, and four dark-skinned men carried the spirit coffin, stumbling and swaying, and took strange steps.

Behind the coffin was a bunch of old and weak women and children bowing their heads and screaming, followed by firecrackers and gongs and drums.

"You didn't serve this old man well when he was alive, and when he died, he made this lively show, what's the use of fart!" An old man standing near her scolded in a low voice.

Ying Xiangmian's attention was not on this, but on the dark-skinned coffin bearer.

The twisting and pinching, extremely stiff pace, is it a novice! Or is it a joke, it is making trouble! I am not afraid of crashing into the dead.

There are also gongs and drums at the funeral, intermittently, dumb and mocking, and I don't know if Dongguo is playing the sheng or indiscriminately.

In short, this is definitely a nouveau riche, a big family with no brains, and such an undignified funeral can be done, it seems that it is just a family that pays attention to form.

Ying Xiangmian looked at the large army that was gradually moving away, and complained in her heart, but her small eyes rolled around, and there was a place to eat for nothing without money.

She asked the passers-by nearby which family was holding the funeral, and then hid in the corner of the street, changed into white clothes, and caught up with the family with a hat.

At that time, the funeral banquet began to be held very solemnly, and it was a hundred family banquets, that is, from the streets to the alleys.

On the white cloth are placed a series of delicacies, such as the dragon and phoenix with big pig's trotters and elbows, the golden and jade hall full of peas and corn kernels, the pagoda river god soup boiled by the abalone king, and the whole family Yilefu fried with mutton, pork and beef, etc.

Xiangmian was mixed on the relative's table, eating and drinking nonsense regardless of the image, to make up for the faint sadness that slept on the floor last night.

The host picked up the wine glass and toasted happily at the table, chatting with the people at the table about business, and the spring complexion completely lost the previous sadness.

Ying Xiangmian took a bowl of big pig's trotters and elbows to him and ate it, looked at the owner's smiling face, and said in his heart, I don't know if this wine is done by his dead father or built a new house.

As soon as she finished complaining in her heart, the smiling host's house took a large pot of wine and wine glasses, and went to their seats to toast happily.

The eldest son of the master's family asked the old elder, a white-bearded old man, and everyone called him the third uncle.

Then he said respectfully: "Third uncle, there are a few unfamiliar faces on this place, I haven't seen them when I'm young, I don't know what the relationship is with my family, you can introduce them to me." ”

The third uncle also stood up, and after returning a glass of wine, he said with a smile: "Hong'er has grown up, this green-clothed is the daughter of your father's second brother-in-law's cousin's sister, called ......."

"This young brother in gray clothes, when he was young, he used to play with you! He is the cousin of your uncle's third son, called ......."

"The older one over there is your father-in-law's sister, you should call her the second sister, and she hugged you when she was a child!"

The man who took the lead in the toast was busy pouring new wine, and the woman said, "The second child is fine, and I forgot it if I haven't seen it for too long." ”

The second child returned a glass and replied with a smile: "This is a normal thing, Hong'er is older and more handsome." ”

"And... This... I haven't seen this white-clothed man with a hat, I don't know whose baby has grown up," the third uncle touched his gray beard, and then said suspiciously.

He kept staring at Ying Xiangmian, but he couldn't remember whose child was eating here.

At this time, everyone's eyes were staring, and this guy who was obsessed with eating looked at it, and Ying Xiangmian also noticed it, and embarrassed to press the hat lower.

Everyone was still staring at her, and she had to stop her mouth and put down the braised mutton in her hand.

Then, she also stood up, smiled and gave a glass of wine to the man who took the lead in the master's house, and her sleeve secretly flicked and spilled the wine in the sleeve, so that others who were fast could not see it.

The toasting man smiled and asked, "This little brother is ......?"

Ying Xiangmian hurriedly and cleverly continued: "I am your father's sister's cousin, the third aunt's second uncle's son's grandfather's grandfather's sixth aunt's goddaughter, the younger brother's cousin's cousin." ”

She finished these words in one breath very smoothly, stunned everyone, and couldn't help squinting her eyes even more, secretly boasting about herself in her heart.

Then the man who took the lead in the toast was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he was so angry that he smashed the wine glass and said, "Someone! ”

"Wait a minute, you wait, how can I cheat on the wine, we are really relatives!" asked with a wink of disbelief.

"Who is related to you, my father doesn't have a sister at all!" The man who led the toast roared loudly.

"Why your father doesn't have a sister, you're joking!" Ying Xiangmian stood opposite him and replied seriously.

Everyone was stunned by her attitude, and kept staring at the third uncle, who drank too much and had a confused brain, so much so that he couldn't remember anything.

The toasting man was so angry that he said directly: "My mother only has a sister, and my father doesn't have it at all." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiangmian performed light skills and smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and the man was so angry that he ordered people to turn over the wine table and catch people back and beat them to death.

A good funeral was mixed with Ying Xiangmian, and it was a mess.