"What should I do?"

Tang Yubao's thin voice trembled a little, watching people come out one after another from the back steps of the backyard, seeing Xiang Jingfei's exclamation, and Xiang Qianfei's seemingly stupid and frightened appearance, many people were already screaming for evil. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the number of people increased, even at the coldest time of the winter night, after the noise became noisy, someone shouted to take Xiang Sifei back to the house first. After all, the weather outside is not ordinarily cold, and with Xiang Qianfei's terrifying face, many people can also see that something is wrong. Whether it's because she's frozen, or because the grief of losing her son makes her unbearable, there's no benefit in staying outside anyway.

But Xiang Qianfei still muttered and roared, and her crazy actions made people helpless. Someone suggested calling Tang Yuxian to come over, and someone reminded that the twenty-ninth master was gone, and Tang Yuxian's two in-laws were at the foot of the back mountain. So someone said that Xiang Qianfei pinched people, and some people even took out a glass bottle with hot water for infusion, wanting to warm Xiang Qianfei's body.

Tang Dianfeng didn't see it, but when Tang Dafeng's cousin heard the news, he couldn't help but cry again. She didn't know if she was worried about what happened to Xiang Qianfei just now, the unusual behavior of the black cat, or if she was worried that the people who poured out would find us. Anyway, when I saw the loud voice, I was even more scared than at the beginning.

At this time, I was not afraid, because I somehow had a familiar feeling, a subtle perception. In my opinion, I was born here, and I am all too familiar with all this. When I saw the people who came out because they heard the movement, although they couldn't see me for the time being, after seeing them, I felt cordial and felt that I was actually a little relieved.

Of course, what I understood best at this time was that I finally thought of the purpose of my return.

"Let's bury this sword and leave!" I don't know if I was faintly scared in my heart, or if I was stimulated by seeing Xiang Qianfei's stunned and frightened appearance. In fact, I didn't even know that her child was gone, but I faintly heard her cry just now, and now I feel cold hairs standing on end all over my body when I think about it.

Even if I didn't react again, I guessed something, just in the few days when I left the compound and lived in Uncle Luo's house, a lot of things happened in the compound. Even I didn't think about the dead, because although the compound is very boring every day, it is still a little difficult for everyone to accept such a major event as life and death. Everyone lives together, and many people no longer have direct blood relations, but this kind of neighbors who see each other every day feel as familiar as relatives.

What unfortunate things happened to any family, and everyone did not want to see it; When there is a happy event in that family, everyone will sincerely bless them. So I wouldn't have thought about the loss of her child at all, but I muttered fragments in my heart, I don't know why Xiang Qianfei suddenly became so crazy?

She was extremely beautiful in my heart, and as I would call it sexy. But at this time, although I didn't understand this, she left me with the impression that she looked comfortable. Of course, now that Tang Yubao is by my side, after the strange things of the past few days, I have a new understanding of the hazy impulse of the day. Seeing the extremely beautiful person in my eyes become like this, thinking of her gentle eyes in the past, I don't know why my body trembled slightly.

Tang Yubao thought I was scared, and she didn't mean to despise it at all. A lot of snowflakes fell on us, but we didn't bother to take pictures of it, but saw that the snow cave that was about to melt actually fell a lot of snowflakes on it again. Although some of them melted quickly, some of them still fell to the side, and as the temperature did not increase, gradually many snowflakes appeared on the black hair, and more and more snowflakes appeared.

Most of the people in the compound are nothing more than kind, and when everyone saw Xiang Qianfei's appearance, they thought of her just losing their child. When it was finally carried to the king's house to be buried, neither Tang Dianfeng nor Xiang Qianfei saw it. Everyone wiped their tears for a while, and under the approach of several guests, Xiang Qianfei finally gradually sobered up, but when she saw her sister Xiang Jingfei next to her, she fainted helplessly again.

Everyone helped with all their hands, and naturally no one found the two people in the wasteland in the backyard. The cold winter night is still the same, which seems to add a little sadness, and even a little weird.

Although the compound was not quiet for the time being, and there were faint cries, no one came to the backyard. The snowflakes seem to fall silently, but they are evenly sprinkled and decorate the whole world again.

Looking back at the Hongzheng Hall, which was still gray and vast, standing on the path that I cleared out, I suddenly felt a little sad in my heart.

Although I don't know what happened to Xiang Qianfei, I have already noticed a trace of weirdness. It was a feeling that I couldn't put into words for the time being, but it was brewing in my heart over and over again. Even I thought of some strange possibilities, but they were not quite the same as the real facts. I don't want to think about it, but I can't hide it.

Tang Yubao seemed to see my magic, took my hand and whispered to go. I resolutely walked forward, never looked back along the way, walked directly to Orchid Mountain, and went straight into Orchid Bay.

There were three people in the promotion hall one after another, and according to the words of this kind of mourning, no matter what the situation of the family is, several leaders of the village committee in the village must be in place. However, due to the continuous heavy snowfall in these days this year, the villagers' travel has been blocked.

Not to mention anything else, just the old man of the Carrying Forward Hall family, she has many children. Although the eldest son was not born to her, he was also extremely filial. The eldest son, Tang Pingnan, has a son who is a worker in a steel factory, so he usually accumulates a lot of coal at home. After the old man was gone, he encountered a heavy funeral, and it took more than a week to stay at home, and all this was more useful.

However, because of the large number of children of the elderly, everyone does not pay much attention to these things. Even for the matter of guest heating, the principle of keeping warm is completely adopted. Therefore, although the family members were sad and sad, these guests also gathered a lot of people here because of their advanced age and the warmth and comfort of the house.

Although Tang Batian arrived here relatively late, his arrival still caused a commotion among everyone, especially the relatives of the family who rose up to greet him. Tang Batian didn't take half a point, according to the rules, he first gave the old man incense and burned paper, and after a moment of silence, he accepted everyone's reception, and came to the Eight Immortals table here in the hall and sat down.

According to the rules, they are all villagers in the village, the Tang family and Tang Batian are not in the same line, everyone shares the same Tang character, and the etiquette still has to be there. Therefore, those who sat down with Tang Batian were not only the descendants of the family who had the right to speak, but also the elders of this room.

After the etiquette, it is naturally a normal scene procedure, and Tang Batian is not only the most influential leader of the promotion hall, but also a famous person in the city. Not to mention that ordinary township leaders are here, even people with connections in the county are not worth mentioning in front of Tang Batian. Because Tang Batian was a person who had really been to the capital and sat in the auditorium where the largest leaders held meetings.

Being able to get Tang Batian to come to the door to offer condolences in person, not to mention that it is not a day of condolences at home, this is the biggest face for the main family. Everyone knows Tang Batian's character, and after a few words of greeting, Tang Batian asked about the normal reason. The old man's eldest son, Tang Pingnan, told them one by one, and said that the old man not only committed a heavy funeral, but also seemed to be unsuitable for entering the ground this month, and according to the custom, he should be dragged to Yizhuang first to wait for the spirit.

Tang Batian listened to them talking, but his eyes saw the noisy sound of musical instruments, Tang Yuye leaned on the door of the wing room on the left and looked at him. I don't know why, Tang Batian's heart suddenly moved slightly, and while he seemed to be close to Tang Pingnan to listen, he actually nodded slightly at Tang Yuye. Tang Yuye smiled shyly, as if he understood what Tang Batian meant, turned around and disappeared.

The people next to him, including those here, didn't know that Tang Batian and Tang Yuye had a statement, and while talking to Tang Batian about the arrangements here, they asked if these arrangements were appropriate. Tang Batian actually didn't want to participate, but as a person in the village, people asked for advice with a sincere face, so it was naturally not good for him to leave immediately. However, with his vague response, everyone could see that he didn't want to participate, and everyone chatted without a word.

Because Gong Ji was also present, and his seniority was relatively high, he suddenly talked about the matter of the twenty-ninth master and the child of the Tang Dianfeng family. Tang Batian originally thought that he would almost find an excuse to flash people, but he didn't expect to hear that Gong Ji suddenly said this, so he sat there and didn't move.

"I heard that the twenty-ninth master's breath can't be stopped, but I just heard the sound of firecrackers over there, so I guess I'm finally leaving!" It was Gong Zhu's younger brother Gong Hai Gong who spoke, and he was still a leader in the village committee, and he was very close to Tang Batian. However, because of the age gap, Tang Batian and him are not friends.

"Hmmm! He lost his breath! The family breathed a sigh of relief, I just came over there! Tang Batian didn't mean to hide it, but recalled that he followed Luo Ran's practice and set up a knife for the twenty-ninth master, and suddenly felt a desolate feeling in his heart. It's so sinful, I can't swallow it in one breath, and the whole person looks like a tuberculosis ghost! If he hadn't swallowed his breath, he was afraid that his family and himself would be uncomfortable! ”

"O iniquity to him in this sin! After being tortured for so many days, not to mention himself, those descendants in the family are uncomfortable to watch! Iriji Gong half-squinted his eyes and sighed deeply. He had been to the twenty-ninth master's house to see it, and that miserable situation was still vivid in his mind. "Watching him hang his last breath is constant, I didn't expect it to break off for a while!"

"This old man is said to be fine, it's the little thing of the Dianfeng family, but I don't know why?" Gong Zhuhai grabbed the words again: "Eight days! , do you think it will be because the feng shui of Hongzheng Hall is not good! Inexplicably, it is said that the child is gone! ”

"Nonsense!" Tang Batian raised his eyebrows, and he didn't calm down at all because he was older than him: "Feng Shui is not good? If you want to say that feng shui is not good, didn't those of us who moved out live in Hongzheng Hall at the beginning? ”

"I've heard that some people want to get angry, and they take these unlucky people of all ages to get angry!" Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, these words were a little too abrupt, and suddenly everyone who heard it fell silent, and it took a long time for someone to think of looking for the voice of the speaker.