Everyone looked at Cheng Xiaodong, and they couldn't bear it, and even when they looked at it more, they felt that they were poking their hearts with knives, and they were busy with the work in their hands, not thinking about it.

The drum band is a few people organized by the village itself, and whoever has a red and white happy event, they all rush over in time, without charging any fees, and the picture is a rule.

The village chief borrowed the money, prepared two coffins, two sets of shrouds and some funeral supplies, as for the matter of the tomb, everyone discussed left and right, or came to find Hu Laosan from the neighboring village to see feng shui, after all, the two of them are not old and dead, I am afraid that you will lose your feng shui yin virtue in the future, or choose a feng shui treasure land, and try to be stable.

Hearing that something had happened to the Cheng family, Zhang Lao also rushed over, stood outside the mourning hall for a long time, smoked a bag of cigarettes, and then stepped forward to offer incense, his face was heavy, he didn't say anything, and left directly.

Cai Jianguo knew Zhang Lao's thoughts, watched him go, and didn't chase him out, looking at Zhang Lao's eyes, he also felt guilty in his heart, if he hadn't said this, maybe he would have lived a few more days.

The vigil was Cai Jianguo who accompanied Cheng Xiaodong, he was still a child, he definitely couldn't do it alone, the weather in autumn was cold at night, and Chen Lianhua added clothes to the two of them a few times before they got through.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and on the day of the funeral, they were waiting for Cheng Xiaodong to take the lead with a broom and filial piety, and suddenly they didn't see him, everyone panicked, for fear that something would happen to the child, and quickly mobilized the whole village to find the child.

Seeing that the time for the funeral was coming, Hu Laosan stood high on the wall and urged, saying that the time for the funeral should not be chaotic, and everyone's steps were faster.

"Here it is."

The voice in the straw hut, everyone heard it and hurriedly gathered over, and after a while, the village chief led Cheng Xiaodong out of the straw shed, and his head and body were all dried grass blades.

"The child was crying in the hay by himself, and I only found out when I heard the voice."

The village chief looked at the big guy and said, everyone looked at each other, and they didn't feel good in their hearts, and there was no father and mother all of a sudden, and everyone who looked at this child felt pitiful.

"Dongzi, I heard Uncle say, now it's time for Mom and Dad to enter the ground, let's go and see them off for the last time."

Cai Jianguo squatted in front of Cheng Xiaodong, looking at his red and swollen eyes and the undried tears on his face, his nose was sore, he held back his tears, and raised his hand to wipe his face with his sleeve.

Looking at the two bright red coffins, Cheng Xiaodong's tears could no longer flow uncontrollably, and he directly let go of Cai Jianguo and ran to a coffin, holding the coffin and crying.

This voice was really heart-wrenching, and there was no one present who didn't cry, and some even turned around and ran out of the yard to cry because they couldn't stand it.

"Dad, Mom, you are gone like this, what will I do in the future, Dongzi misses you, Dad, Mom, come back, Dongzi will be obedient."

Hu Laosan, who was urging next to him, saw this scene, and he didn't know what to do for a while, the time of the burial here could not be delayed, and the child was pitiful over there, and he really couldn't open his mouth and forcibly got out of the funeral, and he was embarrassed for a while.

simply walked to Cai Jianguo's side, followed Cai Jianguo and said the time, Cai Jianguo nodded, walked to Dongzi's hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said a few words in Cheng Xiaodong's ear, Cheng Xiaodong suddenly looked at Cai Jianguo very obediently.

Cai Jianguo gestured to the people behind him, and the person in charge shouted that the hour was coming.

Cheng Xiaodong took the broom wrapped in a white cloth and dragged it forward, followed by a strong man in the village carrying two coffins, and the people in the village spontaneously followed to see him off.

The tomb was far away on the north slope, Cheng Xiaodong looked at the deep grave, his heart shuddered, and he couldn't help but retreat and lean on Cai Jianguo's body.

The two coffins were buried, the soil was filled to worship, and a series of things were done at noon, originally according to the customs of the village, they wanted to go back to the lord's house to eat something, but there was only one child left, and no one cooked, everyone drank a sip of water, and the meaning was home.

Cai Jianguo and the village chief stayed behind to help clean up the messy yard, and Cheng Xiaodong sat on the mill by himself, basking in the sun, but his eyes kept looking at the north slope.

"If you want to say that Dongzi is a child, it's really pitiful, he experienced this at a young age."

The village chief's daughter-in-law and Chen Lianhua cleaned up in the house and began to discuss.

Chen Lianhua looked outside, sighed, and her eyes were red.

"If you want to talk about this, in the final analysis, it's because of one word, poor!"

The village chief's daughter-in-law swept the floor halfway through, straightened up and looked at Chen Lianhua holding a broom and gesturing.

Chen Lianhua also heard Cai Jianguo say that she went to the village chief's house to borrow money, looked at the village chief's daughter-in-law, didn't say anything, and walked out after wiping the kang with a basin.

Seeing that Chen Lianhua was unwilling to take care of herself, the village chief's daughter-in-law didn't speak anymore, cleaned up the house, patted the soil and went home directly.

Cai Dani sat next to her, sitting quietly with Cheng Xiaodong, at this time she understood that he must be very sad in his heart, his eyes looked at the north slope, he must have missed his father and him, she didn't know what to say to comfort him now, all she could do was to sit with him here.

"Dani, you accompany Dongzi here first, and I'll go home with your father."

Chen Lianhua looked at Cai Dani and said a word, Cai Dani nodded in response, and watched the two of them go out.

Chen Lianhua and Cai Jianguo, who returned home, both sat on the kang, they didn't close their eyes in the past few days, and they were tired and aching, especially Cai Jianguo, who accompanied Cheng Xiaodong to keep vigil, and he also suffered from rheumatism, and his knees hurt so much that he could barely walk.

"The village chief talked to me today."

Cai Jianguo was lying on the kang, looking at the roof of his house and saying.

Chen Lianhua, who was leaning on the gable, kept rubbing her neck and turned her face to Cai Jianguo's side.

"He asked me, what should I do with this kid Dongzi?"

Cai Jianguo rested his head on his arms, his eyes still looking at the ceiling.

"What else can I do, I don't have grandparents, now my parents are gone, follow us."

Chen Lianhua also knows how difficult it is to raise an extra child, but the two families have a deep relationship, and they live in this and that hospital, and no one wants to watch the child starve to death.

Cai Jianguo turned his face sideways and looked at Chen Lianhua without speaking.

"We don't have anything to eat and wear, all we can do is to keep the child from starving and freezing, and when he grows up in another seven or eight years, he can take care of himself, and I won't worry about it."

Chen Lianhua sighed, looked at your Cai Jianguo, grinned, and leaned over to beat Cai Jianguo's legs.

"If you don't say it, I know, you must have answered the village chief's place."

"It's worthy of being my daughter-in-law, it's nothing after a few years of hard life, the two children grow up and go to college, and we will be relaxed."

Cai Jianguo looked at Chen Lianhua and looked at her with a smug face, marrying such a daughter-in-law was a blessing that he had cultivated for a hundred years.