Chapter 173: The Colorful Coffin (10)
On the way, Han Jingui asked me, "Palace Master, that You Shusong came to us for peace talks, and he should promise us some benefits, will you..."
I understood what he meant, he was afraid that I wouldn't be able to stand the material temptation/temptation of the book, so he said: "Don't worry, unless I die, this funeral can only be ours." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"That's great!" Han Jingui nodded with satisfaction.
All the way around, several of us were so worried that we didn't speak.
After about half an hour of driving, our group arrived at Xiahe Village, not to mention, this village is very good, about 70 households, every household is a two-story small western-style building, fancy exterior wall, it looks very good.
Before I entered the village, Han Jingui grabbed me and said, "Palace master, this Xiahe Village is the village of You Shusong, after we enter the village, we must be cautious in our words and deeds, it is okay to offend You Shusong, but we must not be the village chief here." β
When I asked him why, he explained: "The villagers of Xiahe Village are more disgusted with what You Shusong does, but You Shusong can be a man and donates a lot of money to the village every year. β
Hearing this, I was very puzzled, since You Shusong has such a high reputation, why can he offend him, but not the village chief?
I asked the doubts in my mind.
He said: "Palace master, the situation in Xiahe Village is more complicated, it is true that You Shusong donated a lot of money, but don't forget that people in our countryside pay attention to entering the soil for safety, but You Shusong is lobbying for cremation, and let the old people in those villagers' families die, they must be cremated, otherwise, let those villagers spit out the money they usually receive, which makes the villagers dare not speak out, fortunately, the village chief has been suppressing You Shusong, otherwise, You Shusong would have given Xiahe Village a long time ago..."
As he spoke, he made a cremation motion.
Hearing this, I roughly understood, Made, that You Shusong is a policy of using sticks and dates, first give the villagers a little sweetness, and then threaten the villagers with cremation, this is also a bull fork, so I asked Han Jingui, "What does their village chief say about cremation?" β
Han Jingui smiled and said: "The village chief of Xiahe Village is in his sixties, his thinking is more stubborn, and he has a soft spot for burials, he thinks that entering the soil for peace is the ultimate belonging, over the years, I have also held a few funerals in Xiahe Village, and I am quite familiar with this village chief, palace master, do you think this is okay, let's go to see the village chief first, and then go to see You Shusong?" β
I thought about it for a while, this is a good note, according to the customs of our villages, there is general xenophobia, and we are all from other villages, rashly entering the village, and accidentally offending the villagers here, I am afraid that things will become tricky, and even the villagers here will be driven out.
At that moment, I asked Han Jingui, "How far is the village of the deceased Song Guangliang from Xiahe Village?" β
He pointed to the east and said, "Song Guangliang belongs to Shanghe Village, and he looks like he is about three hundred meters. β
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "It's only 10:10 now, and You Shusong should still be Shanghe Village, if we go to see the village chief, we have to hurry into the village." β
I looked up to the east and could faintly hear some wailing, so I nodded and said, "Okay!" β
After speaking, I asked Yang Yan, Chen Erbei, Gao Lao and others to wait outside the village, and Han Jingui and I entered the village.
Yang Yan and Chen Erbei didn't seem to be at ease, Yang Yan said: "Brother Jiu, or... I'll go with you!"
I thought for a moment and explained: "No, I should be able to do it with Lao Han, besides, now that it is a society ruled by law, what do they dare to do with me!" β
That Yang Yan seemed to want to say something, but I refused, so I asked them to wait here, if You Shusong came back and called me, he sighed and didn't speak again.
Soon, Han Jingui and I walked towards the village.
As soon as I entered the village, I was greeted by a middle-aged man in his thirties, who was bald-headed, hideous-looking, and didn't look like a good person.
Who knows, the middle-aged man stopped me, looked at me, and said, "Who is it!" What are you doing here? β
Listening to the accent like a northerner, I looked at Han Jingui and was about to speak, when Han Jingui gave me a look and said in a Hubei dialect, "We came here to borrow oxen to plow the fields." β
The middle-aged man didn't seem to understand Han Jingui's words, and said sharply: "What are you talking about!" Speak Chinese! β
I was stunned, I didn't understand what Han Jingui meant, and said a few words of Hubei dialect, which made the middle-aged man anxious, grabbed Han Jingui with one hand, and was about to fight, I finally understood Han Jingui's intentions, he deliberately used Hubei dialect to communicate with the middle-aged man, the purpose was to numb the middle-aged man, probably because he was afraid that the middle-aged man would know our identity.
At that moment, I hurriedly said to the middle-aged man: "My father said that he came to Xiahe Village to borrow oxen to plow the fields. β
"Borrow an ox to plow the field?" The middle-aged man looked at me with a puzzled expression.
I explained, "It's Qingming now, and it's about to plough the field and plant the grain, so my dad came here to borrow a cow and plan to turn over the field. β
The middle-aged man listened to my words, stared at me for a while, his face changed a few times, as if he didn't believe my words, and asked me, "Are you Chen Jiu?" β
"Chen Jiu?" I was stunned for a moment and said, "Who is Chen Jiu?" β
In order to pretend to be some, I asked Han Jingui in Hubei dialect, "Dad, who is Chen Jiu!" β
When the middle-aged man heard that I was speaking Hubei, he looked at me in disgust and said, "Go in!" Don't stay too long, otherwise, don't blame us for being unreasonable. β
I hummed, said a word of thanks to the middle-aged man hypocritically, and walked into the village with Han Jingui, and in my heart I couldn't help but look up to the You Shusong, he should be worried that we would find the village chief, and deliberately left people in Xiahe Village.
As the saying goes, you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder, and the You Shusong has thousands of calculations, but the only thing that I didn't calculate was that I could speak Hubei, which made me easily get in.
Soon, the two of us found the village chief's house, and what hurt me was that there were two people guarding the village chief's door, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and the cow was tall and tall, which made me and Han Jingui frown, Made, just came in to talk to the village chief, and still needed to pass the test.
At that moment, the two of us exchanged glances and walked towards the door, and the two of them stopped us and said sharply: "The village chief is not at home, I went to Shanghe Village." β
Han Jingui was stunned for a moment, and in Hubei dialect, "I asked the village chief's wife to borrow a cow, and it doesn't matter if the village chief is not there." β
The result of these words was exactly the same as before, and the two people stared at Han Jingui with a puzzled face, signaling Han Jingui to speak Chinese.
With previous experience, then Han Jingui naturally can't speak Chinese, and the more anxious the two people are, the faster Han Jingui's Hubei soars.
Seeing this, I wanted to laugh at the thief on the side, this Han Jingui usually looks honest, but he didn't expect it to be bad, and it was especially a bull fork.
After talking for about a minute, Han Jingui grabbed me and said in Hubei, "Son, tell them about it." β
I was stunned for a moment, and glared at Han Jingui silently, Made, his son's call was smooth, I called his father before, it was helpless, but his son did it on purpose.
"What did your dad say, young man?" One of them was on top of me for a moment and spoke.
I was about to speak, when another person next to him spoke, "Brother Zhe, I seem to know this person. β
Hearing this, I was stunned, and I couldn't help but take a step back, and said, "This brother, you should recognize the wrong person, right?" β
"That's right, it should be you!" And the man said. (To be continued.) )