When the village owner learned that the child had died outside, he immediately walked out of the ya, and saw that there were many people around the ya, and the man was also there. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info didn't lift the quilt to look at the child inside, just turned around in front of the carriage. The village lord came up and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Seeing that the village master had come, the woman just cried and didn't reply, and her husband replied, "Back to the village master, my son accidentally fell into the well and died." ”

The village lord listened and asked, "How did your son accidentally fall into the well and die?" ”

The child's father touched his throat and said, "Our family is a tavern, and there is a cook in my family who drinks a little wine when cooking and fries the pot." ”

The village owner was confused, not only did the village owner listen to the confusion, but everyone present except for his family was confused, how could this child accidentally fall into the well and die with the chef burning the fryer? The village lord interrupted him and asked, "You accidentally fell to your death, he fell into the well, not into the pot." What are you talking about? ”

The child's father touched his throat and said, "My chef drank some wine and fried the pot, and this pot can't be cooked with any fried food, there is no way, there are many guests, and the pot is not enough." ”

The village lord interrupted him again, not for anything else, but he was still confused when he listened, and asked, "Your son is dead, what does it have to do with the fact that there are many guests in the pot?" ”

The child's father touched his throat and said, "Village master, I'll tell you from the beginning." He thought about it for a while, and felt that the head was still in the pot, so he said: "My family runs a tavern, and there is a cook in my family who drinks a little wine while cooking, and accidentally fried the pot." ”

When the village lord heard this, he hurriedly said, "Didn't your son fall into the well and die, you only told me how he fell into the well?" ”

The child's father touched his throat and said, "My son accidentally fell into the well." ”

The village owner asked, "How did your son accidentally fall into the well?" ”

The child's father touched his throat and wanted to talk about the pot, but the village owner saw that he still didn't want to talk about falling into the well, and said, "Don't talk about it yet, just say how your son accidentally fell into the well?" ”

The child's father touched his throat, and then he asked, "I was sitting in the courtyard, and there was a well in my yard, and there was water in the well." I have some chickens in my yard. At that time, my son was catching chickens to play, but somehow I couldn't find the chicken, or the chicken wouldn't let me catch it. The chicken ran around, jumped, and then my son fell into the well. With that, the child's father touched his throat again.

The village owner said: "This fell into the well, you hurry up and save it, otherwise how can you die?" ”

The child's father said, "I went over and looked, and the well was a little deep." At that time, I went to the tavern without saying a word, and called someone. Then the child's father sighed and said, "The people in this tavern are very willing to help, and when they heard that my son had fallen into the well, they all shouted to save people, and even the second floor came down." ”

The village owner said: "There are so many people, and you can't save a child?" ”

"Didn't get out." The child's father touched his throat as he spoke.

"Why hasn't this been rescued yet?" The village lord asked.

"It's also a coincidence." The child's father touched his throat and said, "I have a cook at home, and I drank a little wine while cooking, didn't he fry the pot?" At that time, I asked someone to buy a pot. This pot doesn't look good in the hotel, so I let the guy who bought the pot come in and out through the back door of my house. At this time, the child's father rubbed his throat with his hand and said, "At that time, there were many people who didn't pay attention, and they were all in a hurry to go to the well to see the child, and collided with the guy who came back from buying the pot." The guy who served the pot didn't know that my son had fallen into the well, and everyone hurried forward, and the guy who served the pot happened to be by the well, and he stepped back when everyone went forward, and he didn't have long eyes behind him, and he just stepped on a chicken. He stood unsteadily, and the pot in his hand was gone. Oops, this pot is falling into the well impartially. Coincidentally, the pot was about the size of a well, and it was stuck not far above my son's head, concave side up and convex side down. ”

When the village lord heard this, he said, "Didn't the guy with the pot hear the child barking in the well?" ”

The child's father rubbed his throat and said, "My fellow, deaf! ”

When the village owner heard this, this was difficult. casually said: "Then hurry up and get the pot out, so as to save the child." ”

The child's father clutched his throat and said, "The key is that the pot is too good, and it took more than half an hour for the big guy to just take the pot." At this time, the child's father sighed, pressed his hand to his throat, and said, "In the end, the pot was taken out, but my son was finished." ”

The people in front of the village were gathering more and more, and Dashanmu's daughter-in-law was also there, and the village lord saw her and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Oyamaki's daughter-in-law replied, "I'm here to bring clothes to my man." After she finished speaking, she looked at him and wanted to ask him, why did his man become bald?

The village owner was suspicious of many people, and said loudly: "Don't look at it, a dead child is scattered." ”

The soldiers in front of the yamen will come to the matter, and they stepped forward and pushed: "Disperse!" Scattered! ・・・Scattered! Scattered! ・・・”

Seeing that the village government was picking up people, everyone dispersed one after another, and Dashanmu's daughter-in-law wanted to ask the child, but when she thought that the child was still at home, she had to make lunch for him, so she dispelled the idea and waited for the man to find him to reason on the day of his burial, and followed everyone behind.

Dashanmu's daughter-in-law walked half a mile and fell, and ran into the rich man of the rich family's coffin shop driving a carriage to pull the coffin, and the rich man said first: "Sister-in-law, have you finished sending new clothes to my brother?" ”

Oyamaki's daughter-in-law replied, "I've finished sending him clothes." ”

The rich man said, "Sister-in-law, are you at home at noon?" ”

The daughter-in-law forgot for a moment that the rich man was going to her house to fetch wood, and asked, "What is the matter with you when I am at home at noon?" ”

The rich man said, "Sister-in-law, have you forgotten, I still have to go to your house to pull wood?" ”

Hearing what he said, Dashanmu's daughter-in-law suddenly remembered and said, "I forgot for a while, you can go after sending the coffin, I'll wait at home." ”

"Okay sister-in-law, I'll go first." When the rich man had finished speaking, he whipped his horse, and the horse walked away.

"There you go." Oyamaki's daughter-in-law replied and went home.

The village lord and the soldiers dispersed, and the child was still crying. The village lord stepped forward, looked at the quilt on the carriage, and said, "The child is below, lift it up and take a look." ”

The child's mother only cried, but still did not listen to the village master's words. The child's father came over with his throat pressed and lifted the quilt: "Village master, look at it." ”

The village lord took a look at it and said to him: "Look, look at how this child died." ”

"Yes, my lord." He clenched his fists and replied and went to look at the child. He opened his eyelids and looked at it, then opened his mouth and looked at it, and saw that the child had white foam on his mouth and nose. The child's nails were then observed. After reading this, he said, "This child did drown. ”

The village lord said, "Okay, let's take the child to the morgue." That, the child's father, you go to the yali to find the place of household registration and ask him to tick your son's name. ”

The child's father stabbed him in the throat and said, "Village master, let me send my son to the morgue first, right?" ”

When the village lord heard this, he said, "Go ahead." ”