Yizhuang in Xijing City is a piece of land for each of several large families, as a place to store the coffin remains of strangers and store relics, which is not close to the city, and Meng Hui walked for almost an hour to arrive.

Uncle Li of Shouyizhuang is a well-known "hard-nosed" in the neighborhood, and the people who work with him here are all kinds of "hard-working" and "hard-working" young men, and there is no girl from top to bottom. After Meng Hui came in, he felt a gust of wind coming, and Uncle Li turned his head to look at her seriously and said, "Pick it up early and leave early, this is not the place where the girl's family came." ”

"Thank you for reminding me, I'll pick someone up and leave." Meng Hui didn't have the money to hire a car to pull people, because she thought that she could borrow a donkey cart for free in Yizhuang, and she was not afraid, so she decided to borrow one and pull it herself. "Uncle Li, can you borrow me a donkey cart? I'll bury people and I'll come back. ”

"You go by yourself? Don't invite individuals? Uncle Li looked shocked and shook his head, "No, you definitely can't catch the donkey." Even if you can catch up, what do you say about a girl's family pulling a corpse? ”

"It's not far from the cemetery, and it will take an hour at most to go back and forth, and the car will still be empty when you come back, so don't worry, I'm not afraid." Meng Hui promised and promised, swearing that he would not be so frightened that he would abandon the car and run away, so that he finally convinced Uncle Li that she had been hard since she was a child and would not be infected with any bad luck.

Uncle Li took her to a house full of corpses, pointed to a location and said, "That's it, you wait for a while, I'll ask someone to help you carry it." After he finished speaking, he left, and didn't care about the bold Meng Hui anymore, because she really didn't have a calm look on her face and didn't look scared at all.

Meng Hui is indeed not afraid, and she doesn't feel any bad luck. When she worked in the crematorium, she helped carry the body, and sometimes she had to help the mortuary clean it up, besides, the school taught them to tidy up the body and make up or something, and she was already numb to it.

Taking advantage of Uncle Li's absence, she hurriedly stepped forward to lift the white cloth and covered her nose to check the injuries on Zhao Runan's body.

Zhao Runan was wearing clean linen clothes, and when he opened it gently, he could see a large black and blue patch on his chest, and a rib poked straight out. "This should be a head-on hit, right? Looks like you've been kicked by a horse? In addition to the fatal wound on her chest, there are many crushing marks on her body, Meng Hui is not a professional, but looking at the bruises all over her body, it can be estimated that the bones are broken a lot.

"I was kicked by the horse's hooves, and the cart was run over, and even the ribs were pierced out, and the blood stains were designated to be stained with horse hair and the carriage. However, the horsehair is very easy to wash, and there must be no traces to be seen. It seems that we still have to start with the wheels of the carriage. Meng Hui heard footsteps in the distance, and hurriedly put on Zhao Runan's clothes and covered the white cloth back.

"Well, it's this little girl, you can help her load the body into the car, and take her to the cemetery." Uncle Li still didn't plan to let Meng go back to himself, so he called a young man who was helping in Yizhuang, and he looked at the honest man, nodded again and again, and walked out without saying a word.

Meng Hui had no choice but to thank Uncle Li for his kindness, and said a few words of gratitude to several big families for doing good deeds for the people, and followed the young man to the donkey cart.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

"Dog."

"Brother Dog, did you see my sister come in a few days ago?"

"I saw it."

Meng Hui sat in front of the donkey cart, beside him was a dog who was driving, and Zhao Runan, who had no coffin and only a roll of straw mats, was dragged on a simple wooden board. A slick and slippery donkey was led forward by a carrot, the path was rugged, and there was no one nearby, only the jingle of the donkey bell and the clanging of the donkey cart could be heard.

"Do you remember who sent her here?"

"Chengxi Yang butcher."

Meng replied with an "oh" to say that he knew, and wondered when he would go to the west of the city to find Yang Butcher and ask him what was going on the road at that time. Although it is difficult to completely figure it out just by listening to other people's descriptions, it has been three days, and there is no point in going out of the city again, so I can only inquire from Yang Butcher.

Zhao Runan didn't leave any relics, she only took a few seasonal clothes and a pair of half-used shoes when she left Tianxianglou, and all the wages she had saved in the past two and a half years were left in the house and not taken away, only a hundred copper coins were wrapped around, and it was estimated that she planned to go to a nearby town to find a small job to do. Naturally, Yang Butcher would not be greedy for this little copper coin, so he handed it over to Yizhuang with the burden, and now it is in the hands of Meng Hui.

Wandering to the cemetery, the dog took out a hoe from the side of the car in a muffled voice, and looked at Meng Hui and asked her to indicate where to bury.

"That's it," Meng Hui saw that there was a clearing between the two graves, so he pointed there, and dragged a half-broken hoe from the car himself, digging up the ground with the dog. She plans to sell both people and clothes, and the copper plate should be taken back and handed over to Aunt Ma, and if she doesn't bring anything from life to death, it is better to bury it in the soil and give it to the living.

Hum hum dug the pit, the dog baby and Meng Hui were tired and sweaty. The two of them raised their shoulders and feet to bury Zhao Runan in it, covered the soil tightly, and soon built a small grave. The people buried here are all poor, and most of them have no relatives or friends to worship, and many of the graves are not marked with signs, and no one knows who is buried below.

Meng Hui estimated that Xiaohui and Aunt Ma would have to come to worship in the future, so he looked around, got a piece of dry wood, and wrote a tomb of Zhao Runan with stones, so that he couldn't tell which one was her.

After doing all this, the dog baby drove her back to the city in a donkey cart, in order to thank him, Meng Hui took the initiative to take out five copper plates and handed them to him as a reward, he didn't accept it, and drove away quickly.

"It's only the end of the day, it's not even twelve o'clock, so I just went to the west of the city to find Yang Butcher, and after today, I have to be busy again, and I don't have time to run out and hang out." Xiaohui's sick leave is ending today, in fact, it stands to reason that she should do things when she gets better, and she shouldn't run around, but fortunately, the shopkeeper knows that the situation is special, even if she is caught and not recuperating in the store, she will not be harsh.

Meng Hui strode quickly towards the west of the city, where the vegetable market and small food stalls gathered, orderly in the chaos, full of people, it is the most lively place in the whole Xijing City.

The wonton stalls were full of people, and even if the skin was thin and the meat was not much, the diners were sweating profusely; The candy buyer's stall is full of bare-bottomed children, and if they can't afford it, they have to come over to see it, and the adults can't pull it away. Passing through the small noodle stalls and sugar and oil fruit shops, Meng Hui quickly walked around to the vegetable market and found Yang Butcher's stall on a greasy street.

Yang Butcher is fat and strong, his face is oily, he looks fierce, and he is actually quite good. Hearing Meng Hui's intention, he said in a thick voice: "You come in and sit down and say, I have something for you." ”