Yang Shan stayed up all night with a dizzy head, and finally couldn't stay up when the rooster crowed, so he took a nap. And Gu and Yang Hui also took turns squinting for a while after the sky was dark.

Yang Yu and Yang Xubei went out early in the morning, and Huang and Yang Jing went to the kitchen to get busy as previously arranged. After making breakfast, everyone ate a few bites together, and then Huang took a vegetable basket and filled a large bowl of porridge and a few pasta dishes for Yang Shan to send to the old lady and sister-in-law.

Yang Shan nodded in agreement, and then walked towards the second aunt's house with the basket.

Yang Xubei's daughter-in-law, Zhou, is now pot-bellied, and she has gotten up and is feeding the chickens.

Zhou's son Yang Zhen seemed to have just gotten up, rubbing his misty eyes and shouting, "Sister Shan." ”

Yang Shan reluctantly pulled out a smile and answered, and then asked Zhou: "Is grandma up?" ”

Yang Shan cried so hard yesterday, his voice is still dumb, and his eyes are also swollen because of crying, plus he hasn't slept all night, and now his eyes are really terrifying.

Zhou became a mother, with a bit of maternal love, and when she saw Yang Shan so distressed, she patted Yang Shan and said: "If there is anything to call sister-in-law, sister-in-law will never shirk if she can help." ”

Yang Shan smiled gratefully and went straight to the old lady's house. When she entered the house, the old lady had already gotten up, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and the old lady's hair was meticulously combed. If it weren't for the old lady's poor spirits, Yang Shan would have thought that the old lady would not be sad at all. It's just that when I think about it, after all, how can a white-haired person send a black-haired person without mourning?

The old lady was a distressed person in the end, and when she saw Yang Shanhou, she asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" Why is your face so bad? ”

The old lady's voice was hoarse when she said this, Yang Shan felt pity in her heart, and took two steps forward to hug the old lady, wanting to say something, but she didn't know how to speak. The two grandmothers and grandchildren hugged Yang Shancai for a while, and replied: "Last night, I rushed to make shrouds with my second aunt and Sister Hui overnight." ”

The old lady said: "My shroud ......" suddenly thought that her shroud was tailored to her own figure, and the styles of men and women were different, so she stopped saying this, and changed the topic: "Then I will go over to help later." ”

Yang Shan didn't talk about this topic anymore, and after explaining his intentions, he pulled the old lady outside. The old lady's spirit is already low, how can it be better not to eat some more?

After eating, Zhou washed the bowl brought by Yang Shan before returning it to Yang Shan, wanting to say some words of condolence, but after seeing the haggard expressions of Yang Shan and the old lady, he didn't say anything in the end, just sighed.

The two went home together, and there were already people in the house, and these people came to help set up the mourning hall at home, just like the second uncle did at that time. The old rule in the village is that after a person dies, he must be kept in the house for three days. Yesterday it was a little late, and there was a delay in the arrival of people, so these people came early in the morning to help.

Among the people who came was Wang Yuqing's little girl, and when the little girl saw Yang Shanhou, she ran over and pulled Yang Shandao and said, "You...... If you're sad, cry, if someone bullies you in the future...... You just tell me, I'll let Brother Chun Geng teach him a lesson. ”

Wang Yuqing is a straight person as always, and what he says is also a little pleasing.

Yang Shan smiled and said, "I've already cried, and if I cry again, I won't be able to see people." ”

Wang Yuqing looked at Yang Shan's eyes thoughtfully, nodded and said, "If you are ugly like this, you can't cry." ”

Yang Shan suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Seeing Yang Shan's expression distorted, Wang Yuqing opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted. The person who came was Qiu Wenxu, and Qiu Wenxu also knew the news this morning, so the children who were sent to class came over. After entering the door, he saw Yang Shan's red and swollen eyes, and stepped forward to meet Yang Shan's gaze and said, "The deceased has passed away, mourn." ”

Yang Shan's ears were already callousing when he heard the word "festival mourning", but who could say a flower at this time? These two words are enough for Yang Shan to hear the regretful mood of these people, and the most simple words can move people's hearts the most.

Qiu Wenxu just came over to say hello to Yang Shan and went inside, and Yang Qingfu and the Liu family who came over at some point helped greet the guests.

Yang Shan only frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that there was no man in the family who could take charge of things, so he followed them.

The bigger the day, the more people came, most of them were people who came to mourn after hearing the news, some from Yangjiazhuang, and some from neighboring villages. Yang Qingnian is the village head, and he has accumulated a lot of contacts over the years, so it is normal for so many people to come over to offer incense.

After the guests came to the house, the Gu family also had to free up their hands to entertain the guests, the old lady was surrounded by people in the middle and couldn't help, for a while only Yang Hui was the only one who sewed the shroud, Yang Shan entered the house and saw Yang Hui's needlework flying up and down the appearance can only sigh, consciously help thread the needle, Yang Shan's needlework is really not able to see people.

After a while, Wang Yuqing also came in, and when he saw the two of them, he smiled and said, "Do you need me to help?" ”

Wang Yuqing came with his father, and her father was also talking to the old lady at this time.

Yang Shan pulled out a smile and said, "You can't ask for help." ”

Wang Yuqing smiled and said, "You speak in a crepe, which sounds a little strange." ”

Yang Shan was helpless again.

The three of them sat inside for a while, because no one spoke in a hurry, and in the end, Wang Yuqing didn't hold back, and asked Yang Shan quietly: "Hey!" Yang Shan, let me ask you something. ”

Yang Shan helped thread the needle and thread at this time, listened to Wang Yuqing's words and raised his eyes to look at her, then lowered his head to move again, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Wang Yuqing looked mysterious, leaned closer again, and said to Yang Shan: "I heard Chungeng's father say that there were a lot of people in your house last night?" ”

Yang Shan nodded again and said, "There are a lot of people here, and they said that they are coming to elect the village chief." ”

Wang Yuqing's face was mysterious, and Yang Shan laughed when he saw her like this: "What do you want to say?" I'm your friend, this is my own sister, what's not to say? ”

Wang Yuqing was a person who couldn't hide his thoughts, and when he saw Yang Shan say this, he simply said it: "I heard my father say that they came to my house yesterday to invite my father to come over, but my father finally refused. They said that there was actually a treasure in this Yangjiazhuang, and the treasure was guarded by the village chief, and the village chief would take it out and distribute it to the person surnamed Yang in the year of the disaster. They don't know where they heard about it, and now they want to see it. Because of this, they also brought the old lady of the Yang family. ”

Hearing this, Yang Shan and Yang Hui glanced at each other, and they both saw the stunned in each other's eyes.

Wang Yuqing said this, but it explained the abnormality of those people who came yesterday. Yang Shan sneered, but the people's hearts are not ancient, and it is indeed true.

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