For a period of time after that, Hongqing didn't see Fuchayue again. Originally, I wanted to give the gold sore medicine to Fuchayue, but unfortunately there has been no suitable opportunity.

Gradually, Hongqing dispelled this idea. After all, it's not a serious injury, it's not a big deal.

However... But I don't know what the reason is, the cricket that Hongqing and Fucha Fu Qing have been raising died motionless in the early morning more than a month later.

In the yamen of the household department, Hongqing looked at the crickets in the bamboo cage, squatted on the ground, and thought about something seriously.

"Ah Qiang, why are you..."Fucha Fu Qing looked at the cricket, quite sad. Ah Qiang, it's still the name that Fucha Fu Qing gave to the cricket. Strong, which means that the cricket is very strong and can help it win money.

With such a name, it sounds a little different in terms of momentum.

"People can't die..."Hongqing was quite calm, and at this time, he could only persuade Fucha Fu Qingdao: "That's not right." It's because the crickets can't be resurrected, Cuong has been with us for so many days, and maybe it's time to die. ”

"It's inevitable, so don't be too upset."

"I know the truth." Fucha Fu Qing listened, but he still couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's just that for us, it may not be long with us. But it's... Cuong's life. ”

Whether it is a human or an animal, they all have feelings. Although Fucha Fu Qing doesn't know whether Ah Qiang has feelings or not, they definitely have Ah Qiang.

Everyone's favorite animals are different, and he just likes crickets.

"It's better to bury it earlier and bury it in the ground." Hongqing said, holding a small shovel in his hand, and began to dig.

Although Fucha Fu Qing was reluctant, he still followed to dig the soil together. Afterward... He also said that he had something to go out for, and asked Hongqing not to rush to bury Ah Qiang first, so he turned around and ran out.

Although Hongqing didn't know what Fucha Fu Qing was making trouble all of a sudden, he still listened to him.

On this day, Hongqing waited for a long time, but he didn't see Fucha Fu Qing come back. It seems that more than an hour later, when the upper peak of the household department inspected the yamen, he found that Fucha Fu Qing was not there, so he felt strange.

"Hongqing, where did this kid Fu Qing go?" Shangfeng Tobe was very puzzled, so he asked, "Isn't this kid lazy and running to play?" Don't defend him, if you do run away to play, I'll have to tell him Amma! ”

The tutor of the Fucha family is quite strict, why did he get to Fucha Fu Qing, but he was a little out of tune?

The household department still needs a rigorous attitude to do things. Fucha Fu Qing is like this, but he can't do it.

"He was a little unwell and went to buy medicine." Hongqing explained, "He'll be back before noon." Lord Squire, you don't have to report it to the people of the Fucha family, right? ”

"Is it really uncomfortable?" Tobe Shirou was skeptical. It's not that he can't trust Hongqing, but he can't trust Fucha Fu Qing. Let's play

"Really." Hongqing nodded seriously, and said in her heart: "Fucha Fu Qing, I can only help you get here." If you're smart, come back quickly, Cuong is still waiting for us to bury him!" ”

"Okay then." Tobe Shirou looked at Hongqing's serious appearance, and he had to believe it for the time being, and went to other places to inspect.

waited until noon, when it was almost time to eat, Hongqing really saw Fucha Fu Qing come back.

Fucha Fu Qing's face was a little anxious, and when he ran over, he saw Hongqing, and immediately pulled Hongqing to the courtyard and took out a small wooden box that he brought back from outside.

"What is this?" Hongqing looked at the wooden box that Fucha Fu Qing had brought over, and was very puzzled. It looks like a box of rouge gouache used by the girl's family. Above, it seems that you can still smell some faint fragrance.

"This is my sister's box for small jewelry." Fucha Fu Qing explained: "Isn't Ah Qiang dead? I thought, when we are buried, we all have a burial chamber and a coffin. Ah Keung it... After all, if you accompany us for a show, you can't be too shabby, right? ”

So, for this reason, Fucha Fu Qing originally planned to go out to buy a coffin for Ah Qiang in the coffin shop in the capital. It's a pity that there are no coffins for crickets in those coffin shops.

Fortunately, Fucha Fu Qing looked very decent, otherwise he would have almost been regarded by the owners of those shops as someone who deliberately came to the door to do things, and he was directly driven out with a broom.

Fucha Fu Qing, who had no choice, felt that he was a little desperate, and then he remembered that his sister seemed to have a lot of small boxes in the past. Only then did he secretly go back to the house and find Fuchayue to bring such a box over.

Hongqing was speechless when she heard this, pointed to the inside of the yamen, and couldn't help but say: "When I bought a brush a few days ago, there was a pen box, and it was okay to use that as a coffin for Ah Qiang." ”

Fucha Fu Qing was suddenly a little dumbfounded. Thanks to his dejected soul in the morning, he went everywhere to find a suitable coffin for Cuong, and he was too tired to do it all morning. Outcome... Hongqing has ready-made ones here!

However, this is actually to blame Fucha Fu Qing himself. He didn't tell Hongqing what he was going out for.

"Alright, alright." Fucha Fu Qing thought for a while and said, "Since the matter has come to this point, I also asked my sister to get the box, let's bury it quickly!" ”

"Done." Hongqing agreed, looked at the wooden box that Fucha Fu Qing brought over, and couldn't help but say: "But this wooden box is very delicate, and the pattern on it is also beautiful." ”

"There's no wear on the corners, so you can see that your sister still likes the box. She'll take it out and bury Cuong for you... I can also see that she does care about your brother. ”

"Of course I do." Fucha Fu Qingdao: "My sister has always been very good to me. I used her box this time, and I also wanted to give us Ah Qiang a good home. Besides, I'll buy a better one for my sister in the future. ”

Hongqing was silent when she heard this. According to Fucha Fu Qing's little money, if he wants to continue to save money to buy things for his sister, then he will inevitably come to him to eat and drink in the future.

That's not a good thing... It seems that during this time, Hongqing still went home to eat every day.

"What are you still in a daze, hurry up and bury Ah Qiang, let's go out to eat!" Fucha Fu Qing said, and began to move.