Seeing Father Yang nodding, the village chief left satisfied.

"Dad, are you alright?" The green pothos quietly helped Yang's father to calm down, for fear that her father would be suffocated.

Father Yang shook his head, he had always felt that his mother was a big mountain pressing on his head, but now that he died suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Grandma is dead?" The three brothers of the Yang family couldn't believe it.

Their grandmother has treated them badly since she was a child, saying that she is very sad, and it must be false.

It's just that all of a sudden, someone next to him died, and the child was inevitably a little scared.

Mother Yang rubbed the heads of a few stinky boys: "Okay, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, this is all set by God, don't think about it, my father and mother will go over and have a look first, you are staying at home now." ”

Luluo and the others nodded obediently, and Father Yang also woke up and stumbled over.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Father Yang took a deep breath, fortunately the children didn't come.

The villagers present didn't expect that they were greeted by this scene, and Yang Tiesho and Wang Cuihua were really too lazy to do face-saving kung fu.

In a small, dimly lit room, there is a window the size of a palm.

A bed of cotton wool was spread on top of the messy straw, and there was a faint stench.

It looks like and pee and all that is in there.

A thin, black, withered old lady lay on it, looking stiff.

For a while, everyone didn't know how to start helping to put on the shroud.

I knew that the old lady was not very good, but I never expected it to be so miserable.

Father Yang didn't know why, and suddenly remembered what the old mother looked like when she was young.

At that time, she was fresh and full, and she was very energetic to cheer herself.

But now, she was as dilapidated as a piece of garbage that had been thrown away.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one has taken a step forward.

Even if everyone is a farmer in the village, and they usually do dirty work, they still can't do it for the first time in the face of people.

Father Yang sighed and said to Mother Yang: "You go and boil some hot water, so let's wash her first, come clean, and let her go clean." ”

Even if Mother Yang hated her mother-in-law, she would have forgiven her a long time ago when she saw this scene.

People die like lights go out, and the last dignity still has to be given.

Seeing that Mother Yang had moved, everyone was also very helpful to go.

Father Yang endured the stench, moved the old lady's body aside, and took out the dirty thing under him and burned it.

Everyone slowly stopped pushing back and worked together to help.

Father Yang smiled gratefully, he would never forget these people.

"What are you doing? This is my firewood ......" There was a lot of noise outside.

A few helpers came in with a disgraced face, with a gloomy face.

This Wang Cuihua is really shameless, now that she is dead, she is still sprinkled there.

Father Yang took off his thick coat, spread it on the wooden board, and put the stiff old lady on it.

"I'm sorry everyone, please go to my house and bring some firewood."

Seeing that Father Yang didn't care, it was difficult for others to say anything.

A group of more than a dozen people went to Luluo's house and took a lot of objects and things.

"Sister, why did you agree? I don't know what the situation is. Yang Mu didn't understand.

"Brother, it must be that the eldest aunt is unwilling to give out something, so my father asked them to come to our house to get it, let's go over and have a look."

"However, Daddy didn't say let us ......"

Before he could speak, Luluo and the others had already followed the helper.

Yang Mu couldn't help it, so he packed up the door lock and followed.

The field had already been set up, and Mother Yang took a few bold women to reluctantly clean the old lady and put on her clothes in a hurry.

This set of clothes is estimated to have been prepared by the old lady herself, but she didn't expect it to come in handy.

There are no hurried clothes in the whole room, and this set of shrouds hidden in the innermost is the cleanest.

"Second child, what are you doing, I bought this coffin, why should I use it for the old immortal?"

Father Yang laughed angrily: "Old and immortal? Your wife is dead, you still don't know? ”

Yang Tiesho choked and rubbed his hands timidly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, this coffin is mine, and I will use it when I am old in the future." ”

No matter how auspicious it is, anyway, Yang Tiesho bit it to death and didn't give it.

Who doesn't know that this coffin was prepared by the old lady herself, but now it's good, Yang Tiesho's mouth is his own.

Li Zheng and the village chief also rushed over, and when they saw this scene, they sighed angrily.

Their old Yang Village has always been simple and filial, but they didn't expect a Yang shovel and Wang Cuihua to come out, which completely corrupted the atmosphere in the village.

At first, they were a little scruples, but now they have no scruples at all.

The village chief saw that Lizheng's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, so he had to endure the pain and said: "What, I have a pair at home, let's use it first, everyone is gone, it's better to go into the soil as soon as possible." ”

Father Yang nodded gratefully, and secretly decided that it would be better to accompany the village chief when things were done.

This funeral was a bump and bump, during which the two of them kept making trouble, and Yang's father endured it.

Everything went out of his own house, and he successfully buried the old lady in the ancestral grave the next day.

Yang's father's family respectfully paid incense, and then went home tiredly.

"Hey, you say, this Yang Tiezhu was originally cleaned out of the house, so busy running back and forth, did the old lady give him any benefits before she died?" When the long-tongued women in the village who had nothing to do were eating melon seeds together, they gossiped.

"No, what else can the old woman have? Wasn't it already squeezed dry by Yang Tieshovel? ”

"Then who knows?"

The speaker has no intention, and it is beneficial to listen. When Yang Tiesho heard what his daughter-in-law said, he didn't believe it.

"What else can the old immortal have, hasn't we turned it upside down a long time ago?"

"Then who knows, others say that the old woman gave the second child benefits, otherwise why would the second child bury her?"

Yang Tiesho was silent, comparing his heart to his heart, if it was him, he would definitely not do this if he didn't give benefits, is it true?

"Dad, has our family suffered a loss?" Yang Chengcai, who had been silent all along, said in a rough voice.

Yang Tiesho is such a son, he is very pampered, and after knowing words, he helped in a pawnshop in the town.

This time I came back just when I bumped into the old lady and died, and I felt bad luck, but now I feel that my family has suffered a big loss.

Wang Cuihua, who already felt that she was right, also jumped even more with the blessing of her son.

In that way, it was as if his family had suffered a loss of a few hundred taels of silver.

"Okay, this second child, looking honest, didn't expect to be so cunning? Let's go, let's find them, the old immortal left something, that's for me, he's an unfilial son who left the house, and he still wants to take it, no way! ”