In the house, Huang Dou was half-squatting and kneeling beside Mr. Huang's bed, holding Mr. Huang's hand and talking, and Grandma Huang on the side lowered her head and twisted the hot towel to help Mr. Huang wipe the saliva off the corners of his mouth.

The old man was in a hurry and angry, and he fell, and the whole person lost consciousness. Although he has been rescued now, his mouth and eyes are crooked, half of his body is paralyzed, and he can't speak clearly.

Old Man Huang took Huang Dou's hand, trembled, and said a few words for a long time: "Dou...... Beans...... You...... Want...... Good...... Good...... Target...... Yard...... Head...... Yard...... Head ......"

A violent cough interrupted what Old Man Huang was about to say.

Huang Dou cried and threw himself on his grandfather's pillow: "Grandpa, I know, I will definitely rebuild the Huanggang Wharf." ”

"Hmm......" Huang Laohan nodded, holding Huang Dou's hand tightly: "Okay...... Good ......"

Huang Guigui outside couldn't wait to open the door and walked in, Old Man Huang looked at his dusty old son, and a tear flowed out of his sunken eye sockets: "Treasure...... Treasure...... Expensive ......"

Huang Guigui cried and knelt on the ground, walked to the bedside of Old Man Huang on his knees, and grabbed Old Man Huang's outstretched hand: "Dad, what's wrong with you, I'm back." ”

Behind Huang Guigui, Huang Delei, Huang Deluo, Huang Tao, and Zhang Xiaohu who followed also knelt down.

Zhao Dashan stood behind the crowd outside the door, looking at the soybeans who were squatting in front of Huang Laohan's bed, his heart was like a knife, his little girl was like being beaten by frost, wilted!

But there was nothing he could do for her......

Huang Ronggui outside the house only heard a terrible cry of Huang Dou inside: "Grandpa......" hurriedly pushed open the door and ran in, and the descendants of the Huang family followed closely behind and squeezed in.

In the room, Huang Laohan was lying on the bed, his eyes wide open and his mouth half open. One hand is holding the soybean's hand tightly, and the other hand is holding the precious hand of the yellow precious, and it has gone.

Huang Guigui pounced, Huang Dou was knocked aside by the uncle, Huang Guigui held Huang Lao's face and shouted desperately: "Dad...... Father...... I'm precious...... I'm precious......"

However, Old Man Huang will never wake up again, and his favorite old son, he only has time to take a look and leave.

For a while, Huang Lao's family knelt down in and outside the house, and there was a cry.

The surrounding villagers quickly gathered around and arranged things in charge. In every household, those who can help come to help, automatically go to find what they should do, and if they can't find something, they listen to the arrangement of the principal.

Huang Laohan soon had the help of the old people in the village to put on his longevity clothes and carry him into the coffin that had been prepared long ago.

Huang Laosi took Huang Delei to the mountain to cut pine branches and cypress branches, and the funeral shed was also built in full swing. The people sent out by the head of the Huang family began to run to various villages and towns, and they went to report the funeral to the relatives of the Huang family.

Huang Laosan took Huang Delei to borrow tables and benches from every household, and the square tables and benches were carried to the open space in front of Huang's house, and the rows were neatly arranged under the mourning shed.

Bundles of white cloth were moved into the house, and white filial piety clothes and filial piety hats were quickly made in the hands of the Huang family's daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law.

Starting from Boss Huang, he went over one by one, picked up the finished filial piety clothes and filial piety hats from the ground, put them on, walked back again, knelt in front of Old Man Huang's spirit and began to guard the spirit.

On both sides of the gate, white papier-mâché lanterns are hung high, with the word "yellow" written on them.

For a while, the Huang family was a vegetarian inside and outside.

The pitch-black coffin offered in the hall was made on Huang Laohan's 60th birthday, when Huang Guigui had just gone to sea for the first year.

Originally, I thought that the old son could rush back to celebrate his birthday, but Huang Guigui didn't come back, and sent him twenty taels of silver, saying that he had earned the first amount of silver and wanted to honor his father and mother.

Huang Laohan took the twenty taels of silver, bought fir wood and came back, and specially found someone to customize two longevity materials.

Huang Laohan originally beat two shoucai when he was in his fifties, but later walked the mountain and was washed away by the water. Huang Guigui also said: "Dad, when my son earns money, I will give you the best longevity." ”

In the past few years, after his birthday every year, Mr. Huang will personally paint a new layer of paint for himself and his wife's two longevity materials.

And these two longevity materials have been placed in the utility room of Huang Lao's family, and today, they took a bite out, leaving only a mouthful of longevity materials of Grandma Huang in the corner.

Grandma Huang fell ill, Huang Deming's daughter-in-law was waiting beside her, and Huang Deguang's daughter-in-law wanted to accompany her mother-in-law to greet the female relatives who came.

Only the children are ignorant, and the four Bao'er, laughing and laughing, are walking around the crowd in white filial piety clothes.

At the beginning of March, the old man was mourned, and relatives and friends from all over the country came to mourn on March 12, and he was buried on March 13.

This is the day when I deliberately looked for Mr. Yin and Yang.

The cemetery of the old man Huang was not buried back to Huangjiawan, and the old man Huang said that he was buried in the back mountain, which is the land of the Huang family, and the ancestral tomb will be here in the future.

The yellow rice far away in Xiangyang Mansion has been in full force for a month. Hearing the news of Old Man Huang's death, he was anxious and frightened, and suddenly moved his fetus. On the evening of the second day of Old Man Huang's death, he gave birth to Tu Huasheng's first child, their eldest son Tu Tianci.

Tu Huasheng rushed over on the third day after Master Huang's death, which could be regarded as adding a little joy to the Huang family.

On March 12, countless relatives and friends entered Huanggang and entered the Huang family's funeral shed. A few glances at the makeshift stove, several cauldrons rose and disappeared.

Soybeans felt very tired, just like the Red Army was tired after walking a 25,000-mile long march.

It was a feeling of exhaustion from heart to body, and she wanted to lie down and sleep, maybe just sleep.

It seems that she hasn't slept well these nights, and as soon as her eyes are closed, she sees her grandfather staring at him.

She can't sleep yet, her grandfather is dead, she's a granddaughter, and she still has to keep a vigil.

Grandpa is dead, and the grandfather who spoils her and is used to her is dead! The grandfather who promised her to live a long life is dead!

The grandfather who said that if he saw her yield 500 catties of wheat per mu and die, he would be blind, and he didn't close his eyes until he died. It was still the grandfather who wiped his eyelids off with his hands over and over again, and it took three or four times to wipe the grandfather's eyes and close his mouth.

The eldest grandfather was sick, the grandmother was sick, and everyone didn't say it, but Huang Dou knew that they all blamed her in their hearts.

It's her, rebellious and ignorant, thinking that she knows everything and can calculate, but she didn't expect to forget that her grandfather couldn't stand it.

Was she wrong?

Was she wrong?

Should she be like her brothers and sisters, and listen to her parents' arrangements at the behest of her parents.

In this way, the grandfather will not die, and the Huanggang Wharf will be safe and sound.

Huang Dou knelt alone by her grandfather's coffin, surrounded by people, but she couldn't hear any sound.

Her grandfather, dead, the best person in the world to her died.

Everyone in the family knows that the death of Old Man Huang is related to the Qian family, if Huang Dou does not refuse to marry, the Qian family will not marry a granddaughter to the little son of the Cao family in Xiangyang Mansion.

This little history in charge of water and land transportation, for his own greed, used the power in his hands to seal a little-known small wharf.

All this is the fuse, and it is the source of Old Man Huang who couldn't stand the blow and vomited blood and died.

On the day of condolence, the Qian family actually came, there was no money and no money, just two little stewards.

Looking at the Qian family, Brother Huang Ronggui only felt like someone had punched him in the chest, and the pain was unstoppable, but he had to accept the condolences of the Qian family.

The two little stewards came and went in a very low-key manner, but they caused an uproar in the Huang family.

Relatives and friends were still busy under the mourning tent outside the courtyard, and the five brothers of the Huang family gathered in the East House to discuss the matter, and Huang Deming and Huang Deguang stood at the door of the East House to listen. Why did the Qian family come, isn't it satisfying to close a wharf? What else do they want to do?

Where is the elder brother, Huang Guigui, who learned about the cause and effect, is furious, he has no way to find the Qian family theory, he has no evidence to prove what role the Qian family played in this matter.

He could only vent his anger on the disobedient soybean, if it weren't for the soybean, the Huanggang wharf would not have been sealed, and his father would not have died.

Huang Guigui rushed out from several brothers like an angry leopard.

Boss Huang knew that it was not good when he saw his appearance, for fear that he would go to trouble the Qian family, so he shouted: "Precious." He was about to pull him, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, hitting half of his body on the table, and inhaling in pain

"Quick, get him back." Huang Lao Er yelled at Huang Deming, who was stunned at the door.

Blocking the door, Huang Deming didn't pull Huang Guigui, he even turned slightly sideways and let the uncle out.

He felt that he should let the uncle go to the Qian family, this was the soybean trouble, why did the Huang family have to suffer for the soybean.

Or the uncle goes directly to the soybeans, it's best to beat her, this girl who doesn't know the height of the sky.

He already knew that the last time he and Xu Xiuxia happened, Huang Dou told the third aunt, and the third aunt told the eldest aunt again, and then the whole family knew.

If it weren't for soybeans, how could he be beaten by Xu Caixia's brother, how could he be forced to break up with Xu Xiuxia, how could he lose such a big face, and he almost couldn't raise his head among his brothers.

Huang Deguang stood behind Huang Deming, and heard the second uncle calling to chase the old uncle, but before he could react, he saw the old uncle blowing past him like a gust of wind, and went straight to the soybean who was kneeling next to his grandfather's coffin.

Huang Deguang stretched out his hand to stop it, but was pushed away by Huang Guigui's slap, the person didn't stand firmly, and hit the wall behind him, and his whole back hurt faintly.

"Soybeans, get out, don't kneel here." With Huang Guigui's roar, he saw Huang Guigui fly up with a kick, kick the kneeling soybean with one kick, and plant it on top of the brazier burning on the side.

"Doudou ......" was the first to rush over Huang Delei, he knelt opposite the soybean, there was only a brazier between the brother and sister, and he saw the uncle kicking the soybean. Huang Delei pounced on him, and the soybeans were planted in the brazier burning with paper ingots and straw paper.

The brother and sister rolled together, the brazier overturned, and the burning paper money scattered in one fell swoop.