Chapter 62: Havoc in the Mourning Hall
Before the end of the year, the news of Grandpa Deng's death came.
The Deng family set up a mourning hall at home, although it was a funeral under the New Year, superstitious people were somewhat taboo, but there was an endless stream of people who came to mourn every day, and there were often rows of cars parked at the door of the compound, blocking the path at the door, which was enough to reflect the status and connections of Grandpa Deng during his lifetime.
Chen Xiaoyu and her grandparents went to Deng's house to worship.
In the photo, Grandpa Deng's eyes are blazing, deep and compelling, with a vague sense of insight.
After Chen Xiaoyu bowed three times, she stepped aside, waiting for her grandparents to talk to the Deng family's grandmother, she remembered the last meeting, and Grandpa Deng said, "Our Deng family will have a lot to do with you......
Does this relationship refer to Deng Yinan?
Thinking about it, she couldn't help but set her eyes on Deng Yinan, who was burning paper in front of the brazier.
The orange-red flames reflected on his face, like a thin layer of red, and his eyelids drooped, as if to hide his thoughts.
As if sensing Xiaoyu's gaze, he suddenly raised his head, and when his eyes touched Xiaoyu, he revealed a trace of sadness.
Chen Xiaoyu's heart tightened, and she felt that her nose was sour, and she was almost about to cry.
"Yinan, you go and rest for a while, you haven't closed your eyes for a day and a night, you can't hold it like this." It was a soft voice that said this, Chen Xiaoyu turned around, and saw a young woman, standing quietly in front of her, wearing a black tweed coat, black turtleneck, black pants, white jade-like face, dark eyes, very beautiful.
Chen Xiaoyu guessed that this was Deng Hongmei.
Sure enough, she heard Deng Yinan say, "It's okay, Aunt Hongmei, you go to rest, I'll accompany Xiaoyu and them." ”
Deng Hongmei turned her face in surprise slightly, stared at Xiaoyu, and after a while, she nodded slightly, "It turns out that you are Xiaoyu?" Oh hello, thank you. ”
Her tone of voice was gentle, with a slight natural softness, and if she didn't know her age, she would definitely be considered a college student who had just graduated.
"Aunt Hongmei is good." Chen Xiaoyu greeted politely, she hadn't seen Deng Hongmei for more than two years, she had changed a lot, she didn't have the weakness she had back then, but she was a little more clear and indifferent.
"Auntie, do you know Xiaoyu?" Deng Yinan was strange, her aunt rarely came back in recent years, and she actually knew Chen Xiaoyu.
"Oh, you know, I heard about it." Deng Hongmei said vaguely, obviously, she didn't want to say anything about herself and Chen Wenhui.
Chen Xiaoyu smiled slightly, took a few steps back, and the grandparents and Grandma Deng had finished speaking, Grandma Deng took Grandma's hand, her eyes were full of tears, and slowly sent it to the door.
Xiaoyu hurriedly went over, took her grandmother's arm, and was about to say goodbye.
Suddenly heard a howl at the door, a woman staggered in from the outside, plopped, knelt in front of the statue of Grandpa Deng, and cried loudly: "Dad, your old man can't die, you have to be the master of me, Deng Xianda, he bullied me, you have to see our family's kindness to the Deng family in the past, give me the master, I'm a hard-working person......"
Chen Xiaoyu helped her grandmother and hurriedly avoided it, and by the way, she saw that the woman was Wei Xiuzhi who had quarreled in the corridor last time.
Grandma Deng's face froze, her brows furrowed, and she said in a trembling voice, "Xiuzhi, what are you doing here?!" ”
"I'm letting my father and his old man call the shots for me, Deng Xianda, that brute, he's not human, he's ungrateful, and he wants to divorce me." That Wei Xiuzhi cried while mouthing like pounding garlic, "Old man, open your eyes and look at your conscienceless son." ”
"What? Xianda wants a divorce? Grandma Deng asked, her body swayed, Deng Hongmei's hands were quick, and she immediately stepped forward to support her.
"Third sister-in-law, bear with me, if there is something to talk about in the past two days." Deng Hongmei looked at Wei Xiuzhi coldly, frowned and persuaded.
As soon as Wei Xiuzhi heard her words, she immediately raised her head, glared at Deng Hongmei, and said with a sneer, "Bear with me?" You let me put up with it? Do you know how much time I've endured it, I'm going to make trouble? Or are your Deng family going to make trouble? Now it's Deng Xianda who wants to divorce me, you know? I've been married for more than ten years, and now he says that he and I don't have a common language and can't live together, so why didn't he say this more than ten years ago?! When he was sent to the countryside, why didn't he say this? Tell me, does he have no conscience? ”
"Third sister-in-law," Deng Hongmei's face was a little embarrassed, "I didn't say that the third brother was right, it's just these things, can you wait for these two days to talk about it, and wait for Dad to be gone, you can say whatever you want." ”
"Sent away the old man, which of you will ignore me? It's you, Deng Hongmei, do you think you'll ignore me? You're not the same as your brother, you will dump people like snot when you run out of use. Wei Xiuzhi said with a sneer, looking at Deng Hongmei's eyes full of poison.
She hates, Deng Hongmei is not a good thing, and Deng Xianda is all the way.
"Third sister-in-law, ......" Deng Hongmei was poked in the sore spot, her face was red and white for a while, and she bit her lip and didn't continue.
"Xiuzhi, Hongmei is right, it's just the work of the past two days, don't make trouble, there is always a solution to the matter." After seeing this scene, grandma had to persuade out loud.
The expressions of her and her grandfather were very embarrassed, and when they heard about other people's family affairs, they didn't leave, and they didn't stay.
"Mrs. Chen, I want to endure it, but their family's Deng Xianda won't let me endure it, the old man's bones are not cold, he calculated how much money he can get for this house, and before the money arrives, he can't help but want to divorce me, I have been in their Deng family for more than ten years, and I have my share in the days of being a cow and a horse, and this wealth has not yet arrived, so I turned his face and didn't recognize people." Wei Xiuzhi cried a handful of snot and tears, turned her head and knelt down to climb in front of Grandpa Deng's portrait, "Old man, open your eyes, why are the children of the Deng family all white-eyed wolves......"
"Yinan, you go and send Mrs. Chen to them, I'll go upstairs to rest for a while, Xiuzhi, if you want to cry or make trouble, I won't stop you, anyway, my old face has been lost by you."
Grandma Deng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, she had a wooden face, didn't look back, and went upstairs first.
Wei Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment, and then howled again, as if her own father had died.
Deng Hongmei sighed, knelt on her knees in front of her father's spiritual platform, hung her head and buried herself deeply, Chen Xiaoyu watched from afar as her towering shoulders kept shaking.
"Well, I'm sorry to make you laugh." Deng Yinan sent them out, and before going back, he whispered to Chen Xiaoyu.
"It's okay, there's nothing to worry about." Chen Xiaoyu comforted him, thinking of his parents, his heart was stagnant again, and he sighed silently.
Yes, every family has troubles, and they are all housework that is difficult for clean officials to break, but they just stir up the peace of life.
"Sometimes I really don't understand, why is it so difficult to communicate between relatives, isn't it as good as outsiders?" Deng Yinan said confusedly, "My third aunt is making such a fuss, I haven't considered her self-esteem and her face?" No wonder the third uncle wants to divorce her, who can stand her character. ”
"Actually, she's pitiful, she's in her forties, how do you let her live after the divorce?" Chen Xiaoyu glanced at Deng Yinan.
"......" Deng Yinan was stunned.
A woman, if the inside is gone, what face can she talk about?