"What do you mean by taking something, and when you die and put it in a box, we will also call you that thing? It was a wood, not a thing. "Seeing the three members of the Yang family being besieged by them and blaspheming a deceased child, the New Year's painting couldn't bear it.

"What is it your turn to interject when we speak?"

The New Year's painting replied: "Is this your home?" Is it your turn to speak? Don't rely on the old and sell the old. ”

"You ......"

"What are you, there is a funeral at someone's house, what are you here to cause trouble, believe it or not, I will call the police?" The New Year's painting unceremoniously continued to threaten.

The uncle was stunned and sprinkled his anger on Yang Dayun's body: "Okay, Yang Dayun, you just do this, my daughter didn't teach me well, and a woman came to spread wild in your house like this, you don't dare to care, you still have a fart, and you deserve this kind of unlucky thing to be on your head, you deserve it!" ”

The New Year's painting just wanted to help Yang Dayun go back, but Liang Shangfen pointed to the door: "Get out, all of you surnamed Yang get out, this is my family's turn to point fingers, I gave birth to a daughter, I will spoil what's wrong, you give birth to a son, you are angry, go back to your own house, one by one is not a foundation, eat idle meals at home, get out of here." ”

In the end, the uncle left with a group of people scolding, Liang Shangfen hugged Yang Xiaoling and cried, Yang Dayun sat at the dining table smoking and sighed, New Year's paintings didn't know how to comfort, looked at the urn on the long cabinet, and wanted to cry again.

"Zimei is here too." When Liang Shangfen reacted, he saw that Nian Hua and Ye Zimei had been standing, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Well, I'll see if there's anything I can do to help."

"I have a heart, this happened to our family, either I came to see the excitement, or I just came to find bad luck, hey, it's a pity that our Xiaoling has suffered such a big crime and no one cares, they are all here to laugh at her."

"Aunt, let's choose a place for Mu Mu to let him settle down." New Year's painting said at this time.

Liang Shangfen replied: "Well, Xiaoling told me that she wanted to bury Mu Mu in the highest place in the back, so that Mu Mu can see his home every day, and we can see him too." ”

"Then let's go find a piece of land first, clean up the weeds and everything, and then go and make a monument for Mumu, and ask someone to help calculate and find a good day to let Mumu settle in the ground."

"Well, you stay with us Xiaoling, and his father and I will go to the mountains to find a good place."

"Mom, I want to pick and choose for Mu Mu myself." Yang Xiaoling, who had never opened her mouth, raised her head and said.

Looking at Yang Xiaoling's red and swollen eyes, no one was willing to refuse, and Yang Dayun nodded for a long time: "Go child." ”

"Mom and Dad, you are at home, I want to go by myself about this, if you don't worry about me letting the New Year's painting accompany me?"

"It's still our ......." Liang Shangfen was interrupted by Yang Xiaoling before she finished speaking.

"Mom and Dad, please."

Yang Dayun buried his head and sighed: "Let the child go, she feels uncomfortable, let's not force her." ”

"Then I'll accompany Xiaoling up the mountain, Mom, you accompany them, and wait for us to come back." After explaining the New Year's painting, he took the sickle and hoe handed over by Liang Shangfen, and took Yang Xiaoling to the back mountain.

The mountain behind Yang Xiaoling's house is the highest hill in this area, and the two climbed for a long time, tired and out of breath before reaching the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the eyelids of the New Year's painting jumped, and she couldn't help but suspect that she was a little afraid of heights.

"Xiaoling, look at which piece of land is suitable, the sun just came out this day, and it feels like it's going to rain now."

Yang Xiaoling walked along the open space on the top of the mountain and stopped and looked, then chose a piece of land facing the center of the back door of the house, and pointed to her feet: "Sister New Year's painting, let's go here." ”