Whether Xia Weiye should enter the soil for peace, and which piece of land to enter for peace, has become a question of endless disputes between Ma Xiaomei and Mrs. Xia.

Ma Xiaomei's symptoms after the stroke were crooked tongue and numbness, as soon as she opened her mouth, she started to laugh and shouted inarticulately: "My son's surname is Xia, why can't he bury the old cemetery of the old Xia family!" ”

"There are no criminal beasts in the old Xia family, if you dare to bury Xia Weiye in the old cemetery, bury me today and dig it tomorrow!"

Mrs. Xia is especially afraid that Xia Weiye will enter the old cemetery and damage the roots of the old Xia family, and the ancestral graves of other families are all smoking, what if the old Xia family emits black smoke!

"Xia Guoliang, your mother wants your son to be a violent corpse in the wilderness, and you don't care about it!" Ma Xiaomei flowed, leaned against the wall, and walked to Xia Guoliang's hospital bed.

Xia Guoliang's headache was committed.

raised a murderer and rapist son, and this son died in the hands of his mentally ill daughter, as long as Xia Guoliang thought about it, he had a headache and wanted to hit the wall.

Xia Guoliang didn't speak, Ma Xiaomei's anxious speech was even more unclear, her mouth was gurgling, she didn't have to guess to distinguish, she knew that it was not a good word.

Xia Guoliang already had a headache, but now Ma Xiaomei was shaking in front of his eyes like a disgusting fly, and Xia Guoliang was even more irritable.

Xia Guoliang sat up from the hospital bed and slapped Ma Xiaomei against the wall.

The walls of the hospital were painted with green paint under one meter and white paint at one meter two, and Ma Xiaomei's hara was drawn from top to bottom, pulling out a bloody sputum stain about one meter five long.

"I, my mother, belch......" Ma Xiaomei felt something in her mouth when she cried, and spit out two molars.

Ma Xiaomei suddenly cried even more, and her mouth gurgled so much that she couldn't tell what words came out.

They were so noisy that the other patients couldn't rest, the nurse took care of it, Ma Xiaomei's buttocks seemed to be glued, and she used the kung fu of a thousand pounds, and let the nurse pull it, she just didn't get up from the ground.

This farce did not end until Xia Jiang came, and Xia Jiang said: "If the hospital kicks you out, you should go home and wait for death!" ”

"You, you, you are not filial!" Ma Xiaomei cried.

"The one who is most filial to you is dead." Xia Jiang dropped this sentence and left the hospital again.

Xia Jiang made Ma Xiaomei cry without her face, she slowly moved back to her hospital room against the wall, lying on the bed with straight eyes, all she thought about was Xia Weiye's good.

Xia Weiye is the most filial to her, and all the money she earns when she goes out to work is remitted back to her, so she marries a daughter-in-law to Xia Weiye, and Ma Xiaomei is willing to pay the highest dowry, just to marry him a good daughter-in-law.

Even if Xia Weiye became a fugitive, he didn't forget to send money to his family when he earned money, and left his contact information, telling them to call if they needed money.

"Silly, son, son...... Why do you want to contact your family, don't come back if you run out...... Mom, you're such a filial son......"

Ma Xiaomei was full of whimpering, and people passing by her ward couldn't hear what she was muttering, and could only vaguely hear the word "son".

Someone secretly discussed: "Doesn't she still have a crazy daughter?" ”

"Hey! Her daughter was ruined! Now crazy and stupid, it's better to live than to die! ”

"Tut, this family is so miserable." The man who had spoken earlier said with a look of regret on his face.

"It's not that she didn't educate her children well! Her son is a criminal, rapes and kills and digs graves! Isn't it worse for her son to be killed? Do you think she's miserable? What kind of consciousness do you have? ”

The man made a fuss and walked away with a sneer.

Xia Guoliang's family, only Xia Jiang has the highest ideological consciousness.

He didn't want to care about Xia Weiye in his heart, but reason told him that no matter if it didn't work, Xia Weiye was a beast no matter how much he lived, and he was also his younger brother!

Xia Jiang found a truck, drove it into the Public Security Bureau, and said to Cao Qingyu, who was in charge of Xia Weiye's case: "The hospital asked me to go through the procedures for receiving people. ”

"Okay, you go through the process with me."

Originally, Xia Weiye was put in the public security bureau, but now it is summer, and this person has been put for a long time, so the public security bureau sent the person to the morgue of the county hospital.

When Xia Jiang went to the hospital to stop Ma Xiaomei from making trouble, he actually went to the hospital to pick up people, but when people arrived at the hospital, it was cumbersome to take them away, so Xia Jiang hurriedly left again.

Cao Qingyu completed the formalities for Xia Jiang, and when he saw that he came by truck, he casually asked, "You want to use this to pull people?" ”

"Yes."

Cao Qingyu nodded.

can make the truck pull the corpse regardless of taboos, Xia Jiang must have spent a lot of money.

"Let's mourn."

"Thank you."

Xia Jiang climbed into the truck in a vigorous posture and asked the driver to go back to the hospital.

The truck drove directly to a special small door at the back door of the hospital, which was for dead people, and the long walkway connected directly to the hospital morgue.

"Brother, have the formalities been completed?" Xia Liqing once made a mistake and didn't dare to go to the Public Security Bureau, so he waited for Xia Jiang at this gate.

Xia Jiang nodded: "Unload the things." ”

Xia Jiang and Xia Liqing worked together to remove the coffin from the truck compartment.

The truck driver urged very nervously: "Hurry up, in case others see me pulling coffins and dead people, no one will dare to ask me to pull goods again!" ”

Xia Liqing muttered in a low voice: "It's not that I didn't give you money, 3,000 yuan to pull a dead man, I earn enough for you to run for half a year, and you still spout." ”

"Shut up." Xia Jiang drank Xia Liqing, "Hurry up." ”

Xia Liqing snorted twice unconvinced.

The morgue is a cold place, Xia Liqing waited outside for more than half an hour, and after entering the morgue, he was sneezed a few times by the huge temperature difference.

"Thorny ......"

The freezer pretending to be Xia Weiye opened, and Xia Liqing shuddered from the harsh voice.

"Have you done a medical check-up?" The old man guarding the morgue said to Xia Jiang and Xia Liqing.

"Okay, excuse me."

The old man squatted down indifferently, and reached out to lift the shroud.

"Is that him?" The old man asked.

"Yes, thank you."

"Alright, take it. People die and everything is over, so let's go to the ground as soon as possible. ”

Xia Liqing muttered again: "He is a hundred dead, and the mess is thrown to us." ”

The old man glanced at Xia Liqing, he couldn't see emotion on his face, but he shook his head in his heart.

"Let's go, the car is still waiting."

Xia Jiang had already taken the lead in bending down, Xia Liqing stood in place and didn't move, he couldn't do it a little.

"Lift up." Xia Jiang said to Xia Liqing in a commanding tone.

Xia Liqing stretched out his hand with a bitter face.

"Shhh...... So cool?! ”

The old man glanced at Xia Liqing and said, "If you don't want to carry it, you can carry it, and it can also lower the fire on your body." ”

Xia Liqing was so frightened by the old man that he almost let go, but Xia Jiang deterred him with a look.

Xia Weiye, who has already been lifted one meter high, is so frozen that if he falls to the ground, it is estimated that he will be able to fall a few sections.

After putting Xia Weiye into the coffin, Xia Jiang immediately pushed the lid of the coffin onto the truck, carried the coffin back to the truck with Xia Liqing, and then drove in the direction of leaving the city.

Xia Jiang arranged a place for Xia Weiye to go - Zhoushi Crematorium.

In this era, "entering the soil for peace" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and only municipal areas in southern Henan Province have crematoriums.

On the way to the crematorium, Xia Liqing always felt cold all over his body, and he stumbled and asked Xia Jiang: "Brother, our mother knows that we burned Xia Weiye, will it ...... Will you be angry? ”

"Let's bring the ashes back."

"Where are you buried?"

"Sprinkle in the river."

Xia Liqing saw that Xia Jiang looked cold and serious, not as if he was joking, and suddenly shuddered again.

When Xia Liqing and Xia Jiang returned to Anxian County Hospital, it was already nine o'clock at night.

When Ma Xiaomei saw the small jar containing the ashes, she snorted and fainted on the spot.

Mrs. Xia also felt frightened, she pulled her eldest son Xia Guoliang into the corner, and carefully advised: "After I die, I must be buried in the old cemetery, I am afraid of fire, I am afraid of death." ”