"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Lord Jia's words were faint and he didn't have any temper, "If you are too guarded, you should have never heard it, and it will rot in your ears." ”

The villagers listened to Master Jia's calm words, but they were afraid in their hearts.

Master Jia's coercion is not obvious, but it can make him creepy, and he can be regarded as having learned it today.

For a long time, Master Jia didn't speak.

The villagers were also silent, their eyes staring at the ground like numbness, and their buttocks sitting in the chairs did not dare to move a minute, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

Master Jia smoked the tobacco, exhaled a circle of smoke, and sighed.

"You go and inform the villagers that Yao Dahu's family will be buried this evening."

The villagers were stunned.

I thought to myself, Yao Dahu's family of six had all gone west, even if it was arranged according to the least regulations of the ancestors, how could the spirit guard take three days.

Lord Jia's surname is Jia, not Yao, do you not know the rules of Yao's ancestors?

The maid saw the doubts of the villagers, and it stands to reason that she should not intervene as a maid, but how can Master Jia lie for others.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and she had an idea.

"Yao Dahu's family died unexpectedly, and the anger of resentment cannot be light, according to the regulations of the Yao family's ancestors, they should be buried on the **** day, so that their family of six will not be separated under Jiuquan, ascend to Bliss as soon as possible, and be a family in the next life!"

The maid said: "And today, it is the most cloudy day in seven days, my lord looked at the yellow calendar, and said that today is the most suitable funeral...... Otherwise, let's listen to the opinions of the villagers and bury them in seven days? ”

The villagers suddenly realized, laughed embarrassedly, and said in their hearts that it was still arranged by Master Jia.

The resentment of Yao Dahu's family really can't stay in Shangyao Village for a long time, not to mention that there is a Yao Hanzi family in Xiayao Village who died unexpectedly, and it is not a good sign that the two grievances will not go.

It is also reasonable to let Yao Dahu's family be buried early to calm down their grievances.

The villagers hurriedly retired and began to arrange the funeral of Yao Dahu's family.

"Sir." The servant took the cigarette gun handed by Master Jia, and when she saw that Lord Jia's face was not good-looking, she paused, and her voice was a little afraid, "Will you get into trouble, master, you can't do it for a beggar......"

"Go, send someone to Beijing to report my funeral." Master Jia interrupted the servant's words and slowly stood up, "Let him pretend to be the one who reported Yao Dahu's funeral, walk from the road in Xia Yao Village, and wait for an opportunity to go to Beijing from the small road." ”

Before Master Jia finished speaking, the servant was stunned, and he forgot to help him get up.

"Old, sir, who to report...... The mourning? ”

Master Jia shook the lion's head cane, and the cloud walked out of the house lightly.

Until the figure disappeared from sight, he didn't give the maid any answer.

"In the world, how can there be! How could there be, such a good fate...... Person! ”

The servant froze and crumpled her clothes.

In Shangyao Village, the smell of burning is everywhere.

Yao Dahu's house was burned to the ground, and there was nowhere to mourn.

Master Jia instructed the villagers to move the funeral of Yao Dahu's family to their own home.

After all, it was not a normal corpse, six charred corpses, exuding a scorched smell.

In such a scene, even Yao Dahu's own brothers are afraid to look at it, and the resentment is so heavy, moving to his own house should cause the family to be restless.

Lord Jia is really selfless, and the villagers praise him and respect him even more.

In order to be able to bury in the evening, the villagers who arranged the funeral mobilized the whole village, and before noon, they prepared to stop the funeral banquet and other matters in the coffin of the mourning hall.

Only Yao Dahu's only bloodline, Yao Dawa, came to Dai Xiao and threw the brazier, but Yao Dawa slept for most of the day and still didn't show any signs of waking up.

Dr. Yao never left, he was afraid of misdiagnosis again, so he checked Yao Dawa's pulse several times, Yao Dawa's pulse was stable, but the depression was heavy, he was very sure that Yao Dawa was too sad and did not want to wake up.

However, Yao Dawa can't wear filial piety, and the whole village is very sympathetic to Yao Dahu's family, but natural and man-made disasters can't be avoided, and it happened to overturn the wine jar and catch fire, maybe this is the fate of his family.

Hot Spring has always been very depressed, she wants to wear linen and filial piety for Yao Dawa, and do her filial piety.

However, even if the villagers admit that Hot Spring is a female doctor with good medical skills, because she is not related to Yao Dahu and is a woman, she is not allowed to do her filial piety for Yao Dawa.

In the end, it was reasonable for the villagers to let Yao Dahu's nephew play the role of Yao Dawa, and Yao Dahu's family had a person who wore linen and filial piety, and the hot springs comforted a lot.

Master Jia saw that the hot spring was uncomfortable, since the morning after treating Yao Dawa, heard the news that Yao Hanzi's family also died, the hot spring has been depressed, and now the villagers are preventing her from doing her filial piety for Yao Dawa, which is even worse.

Master Jia asked the maid to call the hot spring to the side hall, and when the hot spring passed, she didn't see the hostility in the maid's eyes against her.

Before the maid went out, she closed the door tightly, and Master Jia told her to wait at the door and not allow others to approach.

"Sit down." After Master Jia finished speaking, he coughed twice.

The hot spring was sad in his heart, and he couldn't wipe away his tears in front of outsiders, and now his heart, which was almost broken, was finally broken, and the tears kept flowing.

"Grandpa, you said, it's all my fault for whether the hot spring is a broom star or not......" The hot spring wiped away the tears, and the hot tears fell down again.

"Uncle Yao's family, Yao Hanzi's family, they all died, they all came into contact with me, and they died after contact! My daughter-in-law wouldn't have died, and I didn't pay attention to how she went home halfway, could all of this be because of ...... I was wearing?"

Hot Springs wanted to talk about his crossing, but the crossing was incomprehensible to Master Jia at all, and he would only think that Hot Springs was too sad and talked nonsense again.

"Grandpa, could it be that I suddenly appeared here, so that the people here have changed their lives against the sky, maybe there shouldn't be me in this world, my appearance is intolerable by heaven, and I hurt them?"

After all, the tears of the hot spring could not be controlled, and they rushed out like bursting the embankment.

It overflowed from the eye socket and snapped on the back of the hand, all the way unimpeded, like a rain curtain after the first rainstorm.

Master Jia didn't comfort Hot Spring, he knew that Hot Spring was too sad and had to vent it, and holding it in his heart would only make him feel sick.

Hot Springs blamed herself, but what did other people's conspiracy have to do with her, Master Jia decided to tell Hot Springs the truth.

Hot Spring didn't know that her own life was hanging by a thread, and the lives of the whole village were in danger!

Hot Springs endured the discomfort, knowing that he still had to do some filial piety for Yao Dawa, and it was not a way to cry all the time.

She gritted her teeth and tried to stop crying, but her diaphragm and masseter muscles twitched desperately, and the crying turned into a series of convulsions.