Chapter Thirty-Eight: Laughing and Crying
Yan Yi glared at Yan Er fiercely, bared his teeth and looked outside the forest.
Just as he was talking to Yan Er, the situation outside changed again.
I saw Li Luan'er carrying a basket in one hand and Wang Lao Er in the other, yes is carrying, absolutely not mistaken, Yan Yi rubbed his eyes and looked again, Wang Lao Er was still carried in Li Luan'er's hand, Li Luan'er's back was really like a weak willow supporting the wind, and her small waist twisted to see that a gust of wind could be broken.
But such a little lady actually lifted Wang Laoer, a seven-foot man, in her hand like a little chicken, and walked forward briskly with a weight.
"Yan Yi." The youth turned to the wheelchair: "Keep up." β
"Yes." The terrain is not good, and the wheelchair is not easy to walk, Yan Yi and Yan Er jointly carried the wheelchair and followed behind Li Luan'er.
I saw Li Luan'er cross the poplar forest, walked a little longer, and went up the hillside, Yan Yi and Yan Er hurriedly carried the young man and followed closely.
When Li Luan'er stopped in front of a new grave with Wang Lao Er in tow, Yan Yi wiped his sweat and put the wheelchair down far away, looking at it curiously.
Li Luan'er threw Wang Lao Er to the grave, and kicked him on the ass again: "Kneel honestly." β
Wang Lao Er was carried by Li Luan'er and swayed all the way, he was dizzy and tossed without a little temper, and he was kicked like this, and he was scared to lie on the ground and didn't dare to move, listening to Li Luan'er let him kneel, how dare he resist, kneel obediently, I just hope that Li Luan'er will be kind enough to let him go.
I also saw that Li Luan'er took three bricks and built them up, drew a semicircle, and then took out the offerings in the basket and put them on the bricks, put the paper money and the folded gold ingots into the semicircle, took the flint and lit the fire, and when the paper money was burned, she folded a branch from the side and pulled the paper money, so that it could be burned out.
Wang Laoer's kneeling knees hurt, and his face burned by the burning paper was hot, but he didn't dare to move, and he had already made up his mind that after passing this level, he would definitely stay away from Li Luan'er in the future, and he would never dare to provoke this evil god again.
After a long while, the paper money was finally burned, Li Luan'er took a few steps back, snorted her head in a proper manner, and kicked Wang Lao Er when she got up: "Cry." β
"Huh?" Wang Lao Er didn't understand what it meant, and looked at Li Luan'er dumbfounded.
Li Luan'er's heart was on fire for a while, and she slapped Wang Lao Er in the face: "Are you deaf, do you hear you crying, hurry up, don't cry again, my aunt and grandmother cut off your ears and feed them to the dog." β
The voice of this sentence was extraordinarily loud, and the roots of Wang Laoer's ears were numb, and he almost fell into tears after crying and losing his face.
Yan Yi heard this from a distance, so he didn't hang his head.
The young man in the wheelchair laughed lowly, holding his forehead with one hand, and his shoulders were shaking with his smile: "Interesting, this lady of the Li family is really interesting." β
Even Yan Er, who had a paralyzed face, had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Can't you cry, it's like a dead father and mother, how does it hurt, if you don't cry again, I don't mind teaching you well." Li Luan'er saw that Wang Lao Er still didn't cry, and she had long lost her patience, waving a branch in her hand, and she was about to whip Wang Lao Er.
"Mother......"
Wang Lao Er was really frightened, howled, and cried.
"Crying auntie." The corners of Li Luan'er's mouth twitched: "I don't have a brother like you, and my mother can't give birth to a boy like you." β
The young man in the wheelchair almost fell off with laughter, and Yan stopped him quickly: "Young master, this, how did this little lady grow?" This...... Oh my God, don't marry a bride in the future, it's terrible. β
Yan Er rolled his eyes and said coldly: "If you can marry this kind of bride, it will be eight lifetimes of burning high incense." β
"Yan Er, what do you mean by that?" Yan Yi was very unconvinced: "Whoever can enjoy this kind of fierce woman, she must be virtuous and virtuous when she marries a bride, like this ......"
"Yan Yi." The young man interrupted Yan Yi's words in a deep voice: "Yan Er's words are right, whoever wants to marry this kind of bride is really burning high incense for eight lifetimes." β
"Huh?" Yan Yi looked at the young man with a sad face: "Young master, you, what do you mean, it won't be, it won't be to marry her." β
The young man turned his wheelchair towards Yan Yi and slapped Yan Yi on the face: "You haven't been that blessed yet." β
He looked at Li Luan'er again, only to see that Wang Lao Er was already lying on the grave and crying: "Auntie, it's painful for your nephew, you are such a good person, why did you go at a young age, it doesn't matter if you go, how can I live this life with my hard-working brothers and sisters......
"This second Wang has the ability to cry and mourn." The young man touched his chin and said.
"Keep crying." Li Luan'er kicked Wang Lao Er again: "Louder, grief, I said you didn't eat in the morning, why don't you have any energy at all." β
Auntie, I had dinner in the morning, but after such a trip, that little thing had already made you toss away, Wang Lao Er thought so in his heart, but how dare he express a little bit, he could only rack his brains and cry as much as possible to satisfy this fierce god.
Wang Lao Er cried, Li Luan'er was not idle, she took a small shovel to shoot the soil on the side to the grave, so that the soil porcelain on the grave was solid, and then made the grave more round, and when the tomb was round, she gave an order to let Wang Lao Er continue, not stopping for a moment.
She herself broke the placed fruit and threw it on the grave, and broke the boiled dumplings and threw them on the ground, and said while throwing them: "Mother, please rest assured if you know something under the spring, although my brother said that he was naΓ―ve, but he was a good one, he took good care of me and my sister, this snack was made by my brother himself, it tasted very good, you tasted it, and this dumpling, it was wrapped by my sister herself, I cooked it, your favorite pork stuffed dumplings, you eat more." β
Wang Lao Er listened while crying, the cry gradually decreased, Li Luan'er was impatient, and slapped him: "Don't be idle." β
"Auntie......"
"Mother, I have grown up now, I have inexhaustible strength, I can go up the mountain to hunt, I can earn money to support my family, my brother and sister are also living well with me, I promise you that I will take care of my brothers and sisters, and I will not let them be wronged, you are old but please rest assured."
Li Luan'er took the rice wine and sprinkled it into the soil: "This is your favorite rice wine, we make it ourselves, it tastes very good, you drink a little more, this time, we learned to make gold ingots with others, and specially folded a lot of them to burn for you, what do you want to eat and drink over there, what do you want, just buy it yourself, don't be reluctant to spend money, if you can't do the work, hire someone to help, I don't know if you find my father, if you find it, you two must be good, don't hire that young and beautiful little girl when you hire someone, The provincial father can't hold it anymore, and he can't stand you......"
Her nagging words were heard in the young man's ears, and he almost didn't laugh.