When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw a few white sails hanging at the entrance of the village, and there seemed to be people crying and the sound of gongs and drums.

A few people stopped and looked at it for a long time, Yue'er frowned and said, "Who's doing the funeral for the New Year?" It's really unlucky, they are blocked at the entrance of the village, how can others go home? Ling'er, little tiger, let's go into the village in a different direction! ”

Ling'er stood on tiptoe and opened her eyes wide to look closely, trying to recognize one or two people, but unfortunately the distance was too far, so she said: "Sister Yue'er, we were fine when we came out, and I haven't heard of any old man who is seriously ill!" Why don't we go over and have a look? ”

"It's not good, it's not good, what's so beautiful about a dead man? I heard that it is good luck to go out in the morning and meet the coffin, and the family will be rich; But if you go home in the evening and encounter a coffin, it will be a very unfortunate thing, and the family will be unlucky for several years! Right, little tiger? ”

Xiaohuzi tilted his head and thought for a while: "It seems... Right! Ling'er, I also think it's not good to go home and meet the dead, let's enter the village from the side, just in front of your house, you can walk a little less! ”

"That's it, let's go, Ling'er, this way!" Yue'er pulled her in a different direction and went back from the dirt path on the slope on the side of the village. Ling'er stood at the door of her house, bid farewell to the two, and watched them enter the village before returning to the courtyard.

When the old lady saw her coming back, she came over nervously and said, "Ling'er, why did you only come back now?" Where did you come from? ”

"We saw that there seemed to be someone at the entrance of the village doing a funeral, Yue'er said that it was unlucky to go home and meet the coffin, so I came back from this side of the path, what's wrong, mother!"

"Oh, that's good, that's good! You've got everything, right? ”

"Bought it, it's all here! Mother, can you take a look? ”

The old lady took Ling'er's burden, carried it back to the hall, and took out the same things to count. Ling'er went to see her father, and then ran back to the house: "Mother, who is doing the funeral at the entrance of the village?" It's almost the New Year, and I haven't heard of anyone in anyone who is seriously ill! ”

The old lady sighed: "Alas, it's your Aunt Wanfang's family, it's not sick, I heard that it was a bandit!" Alas, poor our village has more widows again! ”

"Aunt Wanfang?" Ling'er searched carefully in her mind, but she couldn't think of it, and the old lady said: "It's the one who lives in the alley of Xiaohuzi's house, and the house is a big tile house!" ”

Ling'er thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "Ah! By the way, is it the Aunt Wanfang who loves to chat with Aunt Yan? Isn't his uncle out in business? ”

"Yes, that's the house, it's her man who goes! I remember that the young man was very thoughtful, able to speak, and polite to others, but I didn't expect to go like this at a young age! Alas, it's a pity! ”

Speaking of the Wanfang family, the Ling'er family has little contact with it, but they have heard a lot about their family.

The man named Wang Jiayong in Wanfang, as the old lady said, good-looking, able to speak, very good at things, when he was a child, the family was extremely poor, at the age of twelve he went out to do business with his uncle, and came back after three years, that appearance, words and deeds have almost completely changed a person, and the family has also been renovated from the original crumbling small thatched hut to a bright and spacious big tiled house.

Wang Jiayong stayed at home for half a year, and went out with his uncle, this time he went for another three years, and this time he came back still not empty-handed, not only brought back a lot of silver items, but also brought back a beautiful woman with a big belly, which is Aunt Wanfang that the old lady said!

After Wan Fang stayed in Wangjia Village to have children and serve her in-laws, Wang Jiayong went out for more than half a year every year, and at the end of the year, he brought things and silver money back for the New Year, and the family lived a rich and beautiful life. Because Wanfang doesn't have to work in the field, she only needs to take care of her children and do housework, so she can often be seen knocking melon seeds in the village.

They have two children, the eldest daughter Wang Shengwan is two years old, she is a gentle, beautiful and shy little girl, very diligent, every day at lunch, I see her going door-to-door to find her mother to go home for dinner; The youngest son, Wang Shengyong, is still very young, only two years old this year, and is often led out by his sister for a walk.

Ling'er has seen Wang Shengwan a few times, if she bumps into her alone in the alley, she will smile slightly and nod to Ling'er to say hello, if there are many people, she will generally pretend not to see it like everyone else. It is not surprising that she behaves like this, because many people in the village are like this to their own family, maybe because the girl is really good-looking, Ling'er still has a good impression of her!

Thinking of the beautiful little girl who lost her father at such a young age, and her mother was a non-productive person, his family must have a hard time in the future, right? Forget it, we can't take care of our own family, so it's better to be nosy.

Ling'er put this matter aside for the time being, and the old lady asked about today's incident in the town, and Ling'er suddenly remembered the red embroidered bag given by the beautiful woman. She said perfunctorily, found an excuse and ran back to her room, closed the door, took out the red embroidered bag, and opened it.

Wow! Sure enough, it's a silver ingot of ten taels, and there is still some weight in it! Hee-hee, if only there were a few more!

Ling'er played with the silver ingots in the house, and did not collect the silver and go out until the old lady called for dinner. Of course she won't give the money to her parents, or they will definitely force themselves to pay it back, and it just so happens that their private money is basically spent, so these ten taels should be kept at the bottom!

On the morning of the second day, the old lady went to the village for a walk, and when she came back, she asked Ling'er to change her clothes and bring some things to Wanfang's house to give gifts and pay tribute.

When they came to Wan Fang's house, white cloths were hung everywhere from the end of the alley, and the courtyard was full of villagers wearing mourning clothes who came to pay their respects. Ling'er looked around, this courtyard is really good, I'm afraid that in addition to Wang Yuan's family in Wangjia Village, this Wanfang family is the second richest! It's a pity that there are no pillars in the yard, and I don't know what will happen to this family in the future?

Ling'er followed the old lady to the mourning hall to worship, and saw the soft and weak Wang Shengwan dressed in filial piety clothes, with a pale face, full of tears, and kneeling pitifully on the side of the mourning hall, but the two-year-old boy next to her blinked his eyes and pulled his sister's sleeve and shouted: "Sister, I'm hungry, I'm hungry!" ”

The little girl sobbed and comforted her brother in a low voice, and had to kowtow to the visitor, but the hostess Wan Fang, who should have come out to answer the salute, was nowhere to be found. The old lady stepped forward and patted her heartbrokenly and said, "Poor child, don't cry! ? ”

Wang Shengwan wiped the corners of her eyes and said: "My mother is so sad, she fainted, she rested in the wing, thank you Grandma Yang!" ”

The old lady sighed and said, "Alas, good boy! Don't cry, everything will be fine! Then she sighed and walked away, it was Ling'er's turn to stand in front of Wang Shengwan, she thought about it, took out two candies from her pocket and handed them to the little boy: "Little brother, come, eat this, you won't be hungry after eating!" ”

The little boy happily took it and stuffed it into his mouth, Ling'er stopped him, peeled off the oil paper and stuffed it into his mouth, put the rest in his pocket, touched his head again, stood up straight, and saw Wang Shengwan looking at him with tears in his eyes.

Ling'er blinked and said: "Sister Wan'er, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, don't be too sad, even if your father is not by your side, he will always watch you and bless you!"

Wang Shengwan nodded slightly: "Thank you, Sister Ling'er, you are a good person!" ”

"Sister Wan'er, if you don't dislike it, you can come to my house to play with me in the future!"