Zhao Hong's sudden departure was not only heartbroken for Xia Jian. Even the entire village of Xiping was sunk in pain. If the big village is unusually quiet, even the noise of children on weekdays is gone.

The accident in the southeast mountain spread quickly. In less than a day, the news spread almost all over the city. At five o'clock in the afternoon, Tong Jie and Wei Xiaoming came, and as soon as the two of them came, they stayed by Xia Jian's side, which can be said to be inseparable. In the evening, Secretary Lu came on behalf of the Pingyang Town Government and some cadres in the town.

The people of the village spontaneously organized themselves into a task force and received the visitors. The wreaths sent by everyone were placed from the village committee to the entrance of the village. Almost all the village cadres from every village in Pingyang Town came, and they didn't leave as soon as they came, saying that they wanted to accompany Zhao Hong for one night.

There were too many people in the village to sit at night, so everyone moved their own stools and sat at the gate of the village committee. Such a spectacular scene, not to mention in Xiping Village, even in the entire Pingyang Town, there is no second one.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Qin Xiaomin, dressed in black, walked into the village committee of Xiping Village accompanied by the driver. Xia Jian, who was sitting in the corner of the wall, glanced at her with gloomy eyes and nodded weakly.

As soon as Xia Jian sat down, his butt never moved again. Dinner was brought over several times, but Xia Jian ruthlessly retreated. He didn't even take a sip of water.

In just half a day, a layer of scabs had appeared on Xia Jian's mouth, and he looked a little crazy. He sat in the corner, not saying a word, paying no attention to anyone. Looking at Zhao Hong's coffin with two empty eyes, he didn't seem to believe it all along, this is the truth.

Tong Jie pulled Qin Xiaomin aside and whispered a few words in her ear. Qin Xiaowei nodded, then took a cup of tea and quietly sat next to Xia Jian.

Like Xia Jian, she sat directly on the tweed floor, and did not dislike how dirty the floor was, which would stain her clothes. Qin Xiaomin's move made many people secretly praise.

"Xia Jian! Drink saliva, since it happened, we should face it calmly. In fact, if you figure out some things, you won't be so entangled anymore," Qin Xiaomin said, handing over the water cup in his hand.

But Xia Jian didn't even raise his eyelids, let alone raise his hands. Since entering this room, Xia Jian has not said a word, and no one has seen him shed a single tear. The more he was like this, the more frightening he became.

Chen Erniu is still a man. Zhao Hong left, and he stood up. not only has to deal with the affairs of the cooperative, but also handles the funeral for Zhao Hong. There are so many people who come to keep vigil for Zhao Hong, not to mention eating, even if everyone drinks a glass of water, someone needs to do it.

Fortunately, there are a group of young people like Ma Yan and Qiao Dongping. Things inside and out, they take care of things in an orderly manner. At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Sun Yuejuan came down with the support of several neighbors. She stood and burned a few pieces of paper for Zhao Hong, and then quietly retreated.

Qin Xiaomin knew Xia Jian's mother, so she hurriedly chased her out and whispered a few words in her ear. Sun Yuejuan nodded silently, and then returned to the house.

She came to Xia Jian's side and whispered, "Jian'er! When something like this happens, everyone's heart hurts. If you're like this, how do you make the rest of us live? Zhao Hong's mother-in-law, you have to arrange someone to notify you as soon as possible, and her mother's family, you will immediately send someone to invite. Do you understand what I'm talking about? ”

Xia Jian took back his empty eyes. He said in a hoarse voice: "I haven't experienced this, I don't know how to do it" Xia Jian finally spoke, but strangely his voice was hoarse. Everyone who came over knew that he was in a hurry. It's better if you cry out, or if you shout out.

"Kid! You asked Erniu to quickly notify Zhao Hong's in-laws in the name of the village committee. Send two respected old men in the village to invite Zhao Hong's family tomorrow. Also, we are rural people, so we should talk about superstition. Where to choose Zhao Hong's cemetery and when to be buried, this matter must be done immediately. If you look like this, everyone will be in a mess."

"Also, it's summer. Although it has just rained, the temperature is not low," Sun Yuejuan said this, and tears couldn't help but flow.

Qin Xiaomin gently patted her shoulder and said, "Auntie! The last thing you said, I found the problem as soon as I came in. I've sent a driver to the city and rented an ice coffin to pull it over. That way there will be no problem."

Sun Yuejuan nodded, gently stretched out her hand, and touched Xia Jian's head. At this time, Xia Jian suddenly pounced, hugged Sun Yuejuan and cried.

His hoarse voice was full of tragedy, desolation, and reluctance to Zhao Hong. Floating in the sky above the village committee, it makes people cry when they hear it.

Qin Xiaomin, Tong Jie, and Ma Yan, as well as Ma Chuntao and Chen Xiaolan, who came to mourn. was also teased by Xia Jian's crying, and everyone was sad.

It's much better to cry out. Xia Jian, who wiped away his tears, took the water cup in Qin Xiaomin's hand, took a few sips, then turned around and made arrangements for Chen Erniu and Ma Yan softly.

Zhao Hong is also a hard-working woman. She didn't have a husband at a young age, but she never remarried for Xia Jian. Seeing that happiness was about to come, she left early.

Her father-in-law and in-laws went to her nephew's house in another province a few years ago. The old man did this because he didn't want to stay in the courtyard of his hometown, see the familiar scene, and arouse their sadness. However, they have another meaning, that is, they want to avoid Zhao Hong and let Zhao Hong start a family as soon as possible.

Except for these two old men in the provinces. Zhao Hongniang's parents have long since passed away, and there is only one younger brother in the family. Because they can't get used to seeing their brother and daughter-in-law, the two families rarely move around.

Although Xia Jian did not marry her, in Zhao Hong's heart, she had already regarded Xia Jian's family as her home. Fortunately, in the months before she left, she had been living in Xia Jian's house.

The relationship between Xia Jian and Zhao Hong is actually known to everyone in Xiping Village. People think it's a good thing, so not many people chew their tongues in private. It feels like not many people know about Xia Jian and Zhao Hong.

A difficult and sad night has finally passed. After a night of thinking, Xia Jianer seemed to be a different person. He arranged work for everyone early, and because of his hoarse voice, sometimes when he couldn't speak, he used a pen to write.

Ma Yan held a water cup and followed Xia Jian inseparably, like a tail of Xia Jian. However, this girl is smart and clever, and with her by Xia Jian's side, Xia Jian has saved a lot of trouble in doing things.

Call someone, call. The arrangement and handling of some things were all instructed by Xia Jian to Ma Yan to do.

At noon, Zhao Hong's family came. A total of four people came, two of them were younger and slightly older, and the other two were young people, one of whom was Zhao Hong's younger brother.

After his mother's family burned the paper, Xia Jian asked people to bring them to his house. Because in rural areas, after a woman's death, her mother's family is the largest. Some of the demands they put forward, the in-laws must comply. This is a courtesy, but also an unshakable dignity.

Chen Erniu, who soon called his mother-in-law's house, went downstairs. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "The two of them are too old to stand this blow. So Zhao Hong's matter was handed over to the village committee. There is also a courtyard house of his family, and they entrusted me to give it to the poorest people in Xiping Village."

"Good! If they don't come, they will talk about it, and the matter of the courtyard will be talked about later. Zhao Hong's in-laws are from the old Wang family, and you should inform their old Wang family's clansmen. This is a courtesy, no one cares about let's talk about it again" Xia Jian has lived in the countryside since he was a child, and he knows a little bit about such things after hearing more about them.

Chen Erniu nodded, then turned around and left. It wasn't until noon that Qin Xiaomin saw Xia Jian temporarily come out of the pain. Only then did she say to Xia Jian: "I'm relieved if you're like this." When the burial time is set, just give me a call, and I will also send her" Qin Xiaomin said, tears couldn't help but flow.

Looking at Qin Xiaomin's distant back, Xia Jian's heart was like a knife. But at this time, he has to hold on, otherwise it will be messed up.

Tong Jie and Wei Xiaoming didn't leave, and the two of them stayed with Xia Jian.

The helmsman of the old Wang family is Wang Degui, but he was injured and went to the hospital, and the doors of his house were locked. So Chen Erniu found a cousin of Wang Degui. This man is over 70 years old, and when he heard that Chen Erniu asked him to come out to preside over this matter. The old man agreed without saying a word.

In the afternoon, more than ten clansmen of the old Wang family. made a table of meals for Zhao Hong, which was regarded as her final send-off. However, the old man made it clear that Zhao Hong was the village head, so her affairs were arranged by the village, and they were no longer involved.

In the afternoon, Xia Jian went home to meet Zhao Hong's younger brother. This young man is very sensible, of course, he knows a little bit about the relationship between his sister and Xia Jian. So he didn't ask for anything, and he entrusted Xia Jian to do it.

Everyone is gone, so everyone is very open-minded. Regarding Zhao Hong's affairs, no one stopped anything. Xia Jian called several cadres from Xiping Village together and held a brief meeting.

Now that Zhao Hong is gone, Xia Sanhu is in the hospital again, and the only one who can pick up this burden is Chen Erniu, in fact, there is no need for Xia Jian to say anything, Chen Erniu has rushed to the front.

At this meeting, Xia Jian did not make any personnel appointments, but chose a cemetery for Zhao Hong. He wanted to hear everyone's opinions, after all, Zhao Hong had been working with these people for so long.

"What is there to discuss, when Mr. Feng Shui comes, whoever he chooses will have to accept it unconditionally. It's a big deal, the village committee will take the money to buy it for the village chief," Zhu Chunli, who had been in the meeting and didn't talk much, said with tears in her eyes.

Chen Baocheng glanced at Xia Jian and said: "My house has another piece by the river, I think the environment is good, if Feng Shui can be seen, bury the village chief in my family's ground!" I don't have any conditions."

Everyone is gossiping, and what they say is very reasonable anyway. Xia Jian thought for a while and said, "Zhao Hong's favorite thing to do in his life is to plant vegetable greenhouses. I want to bury her behind the greenhouse so she can keep watching the greenhouse develop."

"I agree! It's just that there is no place behind the greenhouse. If it doesn't work, just tear down a piece of the greenhouse," Chen Erniu said loudly. As soon as Chen Erniu said this, no one spoke anymore.