It was drizzling and the ground was wet, and it was not yet muddy and difficult to walk. It's just that the paper money is damp, and the smoke is filled, and people can't open their eyes.

Today is the day when Qin's son is buried. The small festival presided over by Peng Xiuzhen is shabby, everything is simple, and if there is really nothing, find something else to mean. This man died suddenly, and he didn't even have time to find a papermaker, so he could only tie up some straw men and grass horses instead. Not to mention, the mountain people are skillful and do a decent job.

The place where he was buried was the col where Qin's son fell. Peng Xiuzhen said that the feng shui here is good. There is a mountain spring flowing from below, there is water in the open source, and the mountain wind hovers because of the terrain when it passes, which is called Tibetan wind. Tibetan wind and water are a rare choice for yin houses.

The mountain people don't understand this, and the gentleman who invited them will say whatever they say, and they will never believe it. The Qin family has read books, but he has never studied this feng shui technique, listening to Peng Xiaoge's clear explanation, it seems that there is such a little bit of truth, and he also thinks a little more highly of him in his heart, thinking that he has not found the wrong person.

It's just that I pity the bride who got married, and the wedding dress has only been put on for two days, so she has to change into a plain white filial piety dress, kneel in front of the grave of her deceased husband, endure the pain between the two, and sprinkle the paper money into it one by one under the choking smoke.

Seeing that the bride kept shedding tears, some people stepped forward to persuade them not to be too sad. Say something like "people can't be resurrected after death", "mourning and change".

But where is the bride crying for her dead husband? There is a saying that a husband and wife for a day are a hundred days, and a husband and wife for a hundred days are like the sea deep, but this bride has never even seen her husband's face, where does the husband and wife love come from? It's nothing more than crying to yourself.

The Qin clan also knelt in front of his son's grave. She cried differently than the bride. The bride wiped her tears one after another, endured not to make a sound, sobbed from time to time, and trembled with her shoulders. Qin's crying was really "calling for the sky and grabbing the ground", and the sound of howling was all over his face. The words in his mouth are slurred, and he can't hear the number, but he can really feel the sadness.

Crying and crying, suddenly Qin knelt down two steps, threw himself on the tombstone carved in wood, muttered his son's name, read and read, his voice gradually weakened, and it turned out to be silent! This frightened the surrounding onlookers, and they stepped forward one after another.

There are those who fold their hands together and read the name of the deceased, asking him to spare his mother; There are also those who pinch the Qin clan fiercely; There are even hairpins that are plucked from their heads to stab the Qin family's tiger mouth - chaotic and abnormal.

Peng Xiuzhen took a look, is this worth it? He hurriedly dispersed everyone, put the Qin clan flat on the ground, first probed her pulse, then opened her eyelids to check it, and then put his ear to Qin's chest and listened for a while.

This action frightened the surrounding villagers into not daring to squeak, but Peng Xiuzhen had already made up his mind. He stretched out his hand and smacked the place between Qin's chest and abdomen, and Qin sat up straight with his eyes closed. Peng Xiuzhen knocked on her back again, and Qin coughed up a mouthful of phlegm from his mouth. The phlegm was black-red, dirty and sticky, not to mention, with a sour smell.

This mouthful of phlegm spit out, and Qin Shi breathed again. She coughed violently, but felt her ears tingle again. It turned out that Peng Xiuzhen used a knife to make a small opening in her earlobe.

Peng Xiuzhen beat Qin's back again, and stroked her chest again, and it took a long time for Qin to breathe.

"What's wrong with me?" The Qin clan hasn't figured it out yet.

There was something good next to him, so he picked his thumb and explained to Qin: "Mother Qin, you almost died just now!" It's this little brother Peng who has the ability to pull you back from Lord Yama! ”

"Oops!" Qin exclaimed, "How can it be so dangerous? ”

Peng Xiuzhen helped Qin Shi to stand up and explained: "It's not so exaggerated, it's just that Mother Qin, you were overly sad just now, your heart was on fire, and a mouthful of bloody phlegm blocked your qi and veins, and now that you cough it out, it's okay, it's fine." ”

"Thank you Brother Peng so much!" Qin said a blessing to Peng Xiuzhen, and cried again! "Somehow, maybe it's my poor son, who can't bear to suffer in the sun alone as an old mother, and wants to take me down to enjoy the blessings, right? Brother Peng is very kind, my widowed mother has nothing to repay, she can only be a cow and a horse in the next life, and serve the husband's side. ”

"Mother Qin, you are serious." Peng Xiuzhen hurriedly held up the words, "In our business, you can't covet how much money you have—this can be regarded as practice." And today, when my family encountered a catastrophe, I couldn't meet it, and I met someone who could help me, which was a matter of course. ”

"Misfortune ......" Qin said in his mouth, but his eyes were on the bride who was still kneeling in front of the grave.

This bride was already frightened and stupid after such a toss just now, and looked at her mother-in-law in a daze, her lips trembling.

Seeing her appearance, Qin's heart couldn't help but be on fire, and he pointed at his daughter-in-law's nose and scolded: "You are a broom star who should be shaved with a thousand knives!" What did I do in my last life to marry such a little prodigal hoof of you? It's not enough for you to kill my son, are you willing to kill me, an old woman? ”

Before the words were finished, Qin's fist was about to fight. The daughter-in-law of the Qin family is delicate and weak and injured, and in the past two days, in order to reduce the number of defecations, drink less and eat less, she couldn't stand Qin's two punches at all, so she fell to the ground and fainted.

Peng Xiuzhen got closer, and saw that the bride couldn't stand it, so she hurriedly stopped the Qin family: "Mother Qin's anger!" The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck, which is beyond the control of human beings. I know the grief in your heart, and I have seen a lot of such things, and I can more or less empathize with them. Why bother with a poor girl, after all, if you want to live together and depend on each other in the future, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. ”

He was talking to the Qin clan here, and he glanced over there again. The mountain people were not enlightened, but they were not stupid, and the two women stood up and carried the fainted bride to the ground first.

As soon as I walked here, the crowd dispersed one after another, and after a while, in front of this low small tomb, only the Qin family and Peng Xiuzhen were left.

Peng Xiuzhen handed over the three pillars of burned incense, and Qin took it and inserted it in the grave, but he had already suppressed his tears. turned around and was about to go home: "Brother Peng, I'm sorry for you." Let's go. ”

"Wait." Peng Xiuzhen stopped the Qin family, "In the past two days, I have been thinking in my heart, some words are not easy to say, but you are the owner of the matter, this matter will have to be talked about sooner or later, and now that there is no one around, I will make it clear." ”

Qin Shi heard that the meaning of Peng Xiuzhen's words was not quite right, and there was a pimple in his heart: "Brother Peng, if you have anything to say, don't scare me, I'm cowardly, and I can't stand the toss anymore." ”

Peng Xiuzhen sighed: "I was originally a yin-yang warlock from Youfang, and when I passed through the county seat, I was found by you, a young man from the village, and I saw such a thing, which can be regarded as a coincidence, and I am telling you what I said." Your son died in vain...... I'm afraid that I am unwilling! ”

"Ahh Peng Xiuzhen's words were tantamount to a bolt from the blue for Qin's mother. The so-called unwillingness, isn't that the obsession unresolved? Isn't that just going to be a ghost? Qin panicked: "Sir, save me!" This...... How's that good? ”

Her son has turned into a ghost, and the old lady is also afraid. What are the few ghost legends that still retain consciousness, and most of the ones that can be heard are ghosts returning home to entangle the living, and they want to have a long-cherished wish before they die. But his son has never seen much of the world, so what wish can he have?

Saying that, the Qin family thought for a while, and said: "Brother Peng, I guess you have also heard about it in the past two days here, I used to be a young lady from a big family, but now I can do any rough work, and the big man may not be as good as me in the yard." But first to marry my daughter-in-law, and then to bury my son, the jewelry I brought out of my home back then has been wiped out. Now it can be said that I, an old widow, have a family of four walls and are destitute. The surplus money in his hand is not enough to buy food, and he has to rely on the neighbors to get by. I really can't come up with any more money to thank you. ”

"Mother Qin, you misunderstood," Peng Xiuzhen laughed, "Think about it carefully, if I covet your money, why do I have to make up these unwarranted words?" If I had been a greedy man for money, I should have refused when the little brother asked me to go to the mountains. To tell you the truth, the money you gave me was not enough for a meal, but I still did it. If you deceive you by saying things to me as a greedy man, you will not say these words to me. Don't pass by, the mountains don't turn around, Mother Qin, let's meet again. ”

"Oops! Don't go, sir! Qin listened to Peng Xiuzhen's righteous words, and pondered in his heart, this is indeed the truth-what do people want us to do? At this moment, he panicked, knowing that he had really met an extralegal master, so he hurriedly kept him.

"Mother Qin, do you have anything else?" Peng Xiuzhen held the shelf.

Mother Qin smiled and said, "Sir, don't blame me, I spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." Look, I'm all confused! Sir, you must save me! What is my son's unfulfilled wish? Let me know that this mother knows, and it is also good to fulfill his wishes, and let him rest in peace. ”

Peng Xiuzhen nodded: "Hehe, it's easy to say." Your son is nineteen years old, unmarried, and has never tasted the clouds and rain. He finally said a family matter, but he died in the mountains in vain, plus his life is ill-fated, it is a yin life in the water, and it is inevitable to turn into a ghost. The wish for the sake is also very simple, he wants to really marry your daughter-in-law, leave an heir, and don't call you the queen of the Qin family! ”

"Huh?" Qin didn't understand, "This ...... My son ......"

Peng Xiuzhen waved her hand again and said, "During this time, I will live in the county seat, and when the time comes, if something happens, someone will come to look for me." ”

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