"What did you say?"

"It's the eldest brother of your third daughter-in-law who committed suicide!"

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"How?"

......

The villagers who were working around gathered around, full of surprise and inquiry.

The man took a breath before he whispered:

"Today, Yi San'er of Yijia Village went to knock on He Tian's door, half a ring did not answer, asked the people around and said that he was at home last night, I thought it might be because he was sleepy and did not wake up, Yi San'er increased the knocking action, and the people next to him also helped to call people, this time the movement was so big that the whole village could hear it, and there was still no one inside to answer the door, but there was a hoarse cry of his baby, and everyone felt that something was wrong after a few doubts, and discussed to pry the door lock together, and saw He Tian hanging straight on the beam of the house, and his body was already stiff, probably hanging last night！”

"Oh my God, why can't you think about it?"

"What can I do about this? His wife has already entered the city, and she can't come back for a while, and there is no one in the He family who can be trusted, how can this be good?"

"No, the person next to him took pity on his little baby who was only five years old, and led him aside to take the food and coax him, but what should I do about the funeral of this dead man?

"This is really a thing! He Tian didn't do anything decent when he was born, and he didn't want to die and let people live in peace!"

"Did you send a letter to his wife? and the third daughter-in-law of Guo's second sister-in-law, as a sister-in-law, she should also send a letter. Hey, this He family, why no one looks like a person!"

Guo said: "I can't reach the He family, so I can only trouble the neighbors of Yijia Village, I'll go and release the letter to the third daughter-in-law, but I still have to trouble the aunt to follow me, you know, what I said He can't be trusted, it's better for you to tell her directly in the spirit weapon to understand, I will pay for the cost of the spirit weapon." ”

"Look at what you said, although your aunt's family is difficult, this little thing can still be done, this is a big matter of life and death......"

.......

Hanzhang listened to the increasingly heated discussions among the villagers on the road, grabbed the vegetables and slowly paced back to Yu's house. While cooking noodles, I was pondering:

It turns out that for the people here, the death of an abominable person is also a regrettable thing.

She thought that such a thing had nothing to do with the old man who didn't care about everything and had a reputation for being crazy and herself, a waste child, but she didn't expect that at noon, Guo Shi came to the door with a man in his thirties and asked:

"Hanzhang, is your father at home? The second sister-in-law has something important to look for him. ”

Hanzhang raised his chin and pointed in the direction of the hall, and Guo looked at the closed door of the Yu family's hall with a sad face, obviously knowing what such a scene meant.

She hesitated and asked, "Is your father better?"

Hanzhang didn't answer her words this time, and retracted his gaze and fell back on the book in his hand.

Guo Shi stood in difficulty, but the man next to her couldn't wait, and a few big strides stepped forward and went to knock on the door.

was so anxious that Guo Shi hurriedly said: "Eh——, don't be busy...... you"

It's just that it's too late, and the man shouted while slamming the door: "Uncle De, I'm Yang Liu, I'm looking for you if I have something." ”

Suddenly, the angry voice of the old man came from inside: "Who?"

Then the door opened, and Hanzhang looked up, and saw Lao Detou holding a crystal clear thing in his hand, staring at the man in front of him with fire-breathing eyes.

His body was steaming with anger, and the majestic momentum made the man's face ugly and his breath short.

Guo Shi reacted and immediately laughed to explain the meaning:

"Uncle De, it's not that we deliberately want to disturb you, it's really He Tian from Yijia Village who died, fortunately, Yang Liu and his family didn't have time to go out, and they took the initiative to come out after receiving the news.

"It's just that this feng shui, auspicious time, funeral etiquette and other matters are complicated, and there is no one like you in the nearby ten miles and eight villages. That's why we cheekily begged you to come to us. ”

After a while, the momentum of Lao Detou's body also subsided. Looking at the man's gaze, he also softened.

The man named Yang Liu gasped for breath and hurriedly explained to the old man in person.

The old man thought only for a moment, and then replied to him: "You go back to work first, and I'll go over after lunch." ”

The man was grateful, and watched the old man re-enter the house and close the door before relaxing.

The two turned around and saw Hanzhang sitting in front of the door of this room, and said hello with a smile before leaving.

Just listen to Guo Shi walking and saying:

"You are too reckless, Lao Detou shouted all night for thirty nights, and the voice was so loud that the sound avoidance spirit weapon could hardly stop it. Even your second uncle Yi said that although this old virtuous man is not doing his job, his spiritual cultivation is not idle. If he doesn't understand it at this time, won't it be miserable?"

Yang Liu's heart palpitated, and said:

"I'm also a little too anxious, how can I think that the old man is desolate for half his life, and his spiritual cultivation is still so good!"

"No, not only did you not think of it, but we were in the same village as him, and we only recently saw a little way......

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Lao Detou didn't stay in the hall for long this time before he came back and washed his hands and made lunch with soup.

Hanzhang ate the fragrant and delicious meal in front of him, and there was almost no moisture in his eyes. This is called the beauty of eating and living! What do you do on weekdays?

In the midst of Hanzhang's feast, Lao Detou really kept his promise, put the dishes and chopsticks and packed up his things and went out.

In the afternoon, the old man had not returned, but the information in the village had already spread.

It is said that the old man looks at the day and hour: sit at night on the tenth night of the first month, and go up the mountain at the beginning of the eleventh morning.

And the remaining more than ten adults in the village are also preparing intensively, and they are all doing their part for the funeral of the deceased.

The atmosphere in the village is condensed again, and the people are in the same direction.

On the afternoon of the tenth day of the first lunar month, Han Zhang responded to the explanation of the old head of the head of the Yu family on behalf of the Yu family to go to the funeral of the deceased. She followed the crowd and walked for only two quarters of an hour before arriving at a house outside Yijia Village.

This family is located on the side of the wide road, and there are only two elderly people, specializing in the funeral affairs and other miscellaneous items of people in this area. The old head set wreaths and firecrackers here.

When Hanzhang arrived, it was bustling here, and the nearby villagers were busy working for the same funeral. There are concentrated bands, there are those who purchase their own gifts, and there are those who buy funeral ...... The voices are varied!

Listening to his news, it seems that the left-behind population in the nearby villages have taken action.

It may be because the old man has an explanation. The old woman in the store was originally eating because she was busy with the meal, but when she saw her, she recognized it (Hanzhang felt that the padded jacket she was wearing was too easy to recognize), and she hurriedly put the rice bowl and greeted with a smile:

"It's Hanzhang, right? Come into the house, come into the house, come into the house! It's a cold day, don't freeze! Have you eaten? Forget it, drink a bowl of hot soup to get rid of the cold!"

Without waiting for Hanzhang to agree, he had already scooped a bowl over, brought it to her and said enthusiastically:

"Drink it, freshly boiled ginger soup!"