Wangjia Village is not far from Licheng, Wang Dayong drove an ox cart, and it took more than an hour to enter the village.

Qin Liuxi sat in the car and looked out, Wangjia Village is not far from Licheng is also very beneficial, the roads in this village, even the houses are relatively clean and new, even the crops on both sides of the road are growing very well, and then look at the mountains in the distance, and there is water vapor in the air, there must be rivers and streams, mountains and water, Wangjia Village can be called good feng shui.

After entering the village, someone greeted Wang Dayong, and one of them hurriedly said: "Dayong, you are back, but go home quickly, the Hu family brought a Shinto over, saying that it depends on the situation of your father's coffin." ”

"What?" Wang Dayong was shocked, the Hu family was his stepmother's maiden family, and he came with Shinto, who knows if he really helped or wanted to make trouble.

He shouted back, "Master, sit tight. ”

As soon as the words fell, the bamboo whip in his hand suddenly fell on the cow, causing the cow to run forward in pain.

Qin Liuxi also heard the words of the villager, and raised his eyebrows, someone actually came to cut off the beard first?

The old horse knew the way, and so did the cow, and soon ran back to Wang's house with Wang Dayong and others.

"Master, it's here." Wang Dayong got out of the car to pick him up, but saw that Qin Liuxi had jumped out of the car.

Qin Liuxi looked at the magnificent house with white flags and white lanterns hanging in front of him, and looked at the top of the house with his hands behind his back.

"Your family really has a little surplus."

Wang Dayong rubbed his hands, smiled, and said, "My father is the village chief of Wangjia Village. ”

Qin Liuxi showed an expression like this, no wonder this funeral was also quite magnificent, there were tables and chairs outside the house, and some villagers who came to help or mourn looked at it curiously, biting their ears softly and discussing there.

"Who is this, didn't Dayong go to the city to reorder the coffin lid, why did he bring two young men."

"Could it be that an acquaintance of the village chief knew that he was dead and came to mourn?"

"No, the village chief is the village chief, can you still know such a noble young man? It looks like a son from a big family. ”

"Yes, yes, this style is different from the baby in our village."

There are village babies who are about the same age as Qin Liuxi, and they are a little jealous and a little disdainful, these delicate sons and brothers, can they fight?

The face is still so white, like a little girl's skin, cut.

But they are really expensive and good-looking.

Qin Liuxi was deaf and clear-sighted, and he saw these discussions and eyes in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth smiled shallowly, which made people even more unable to take their eyes off.

"Big brother, you're back, come in, the Hu family's mother's brother has found a Shinto, saying that our family is not clean and there are evil things." A girl with a mourning hat and slightly dark skin ran out quickly, and when she saw Qin Liuxi behind him, she couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously pulled the sackcloth on her body and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"Cuilian, this is ......"

"I'm from the coffin shop." Qin Liuxi said in front of Wang Dayong.

Wang Dayong was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she said this, but after thinking about it, it was right, she was now the owner of the coffin shop.

"Oh, is it the one who helped my dad make the coffin? Isn't he an old man? How did you come to be a teenager? Wang Cuilian said.

"Guan Lao has already gone to the immortal, I heard your eldest brother say that there is something wrong with the coffin from the shop, so I will come over to take a look." Qin Liuxi said with a smile.

After listening to this explanation, Wang Cuilian gave Qin Liuxi a casual salute: "Thank you." Big brother, come in. ”

Wang Dayong looked at Qin Liuxi, saw her nodding, and walked in quickly.

Qin Liuxi followed, looking at the pattern and personnel of the Wang family.

As the village chief's house, the Wang family is indeed more magnificent than the rest of the village households, not to mention the cattle in the house, this house is a big house, boxy, three main rooms, an east wing, a west wing, and a small ear room, a large courtyard in front of the house, a well is set up in the south corner of the courtyard, and tables and chairs are also placed in the courtyard for people to mourn or do things.

Behind the Wang family's house, they also surrounded an acre of land to grow vegetables, built a thatched house, and a firewood house.

The current situation of the Wang family, on the way here, Qin Liuxi and Wang Dayong found out, his biological mother died six years ago, and in less than a year, the village chief Wang remarried.

He had four brothers and two sisters in his life, and the second of them encountered a big insect when he went up the mountain to hunt and unfortunately died, and his daughter-in-law remarried before he had a baby. The third child is a mess, he married a wife last year, and within half a year, the two broke up after a disagreement, and the fourth child was born to his stepmother, and he is only four years old this year.

Two younger sisters, the eldest sister married a merchant, followed by the merchant to go south and north to do business, now in the northeast side of the settled, dad died, have not had time to pass the message, the younger sister is just Wang Cuilian, sixteen years old, set the family of Tianjia Village next door, was ready to marry a year ago, and now the dad died suddenly, so he can only advance the marriage date, and take advantage of the hot filial piety to do things.

The mourning hall was set up in the main house, and some villagers who came to help looked at the door to discuss, and the house was quite noisy, accompanied by a trace of crying.

Wang Dayong couldn't care about Qin Liuxi, and quickly walked into the mourning hall.

Qin Liuxi also stepped forward, and when someone saw that she was dressed luxuriously, they didn't dare to stop her inexplicably, but let her walk in easily.

In the middle of the mourning hall, a red coffin was placed, and the head of the coffin was pitch black, because the fire oil was already damaged, and in a place where others could not see, Qin Liuxi saw a little old man wearing a shroud who was squatting on the coffin and pointing at people and scolding, the words that came out of his mouth were ......

Qin Liuxi dug out his ears.

If you don't need money to listen to it, it's very filthy.

She followed the unfortunate old king's fingers, and her eyes fell on the face of a pale young woman wearing a mourning hat and linen clothes, and she was crying and pitiful.

If you want to be pretty, you must be filial.

This is still true, when this Hu family cries in filial piety clothes, it makes the men feel distressed, just look at the eyes of the men in this room.

It's just her face, hehe, the old husband and the young wife, it's not a peaceful one.

"Pretend, phew." Wang Cuilian gritted her teeth and snorted.

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows lightly, this Wang family is really interesting.

"Third child, what's going on?" Wang Dayong pulled the third brother Wang Sanquan, frowned, and said, "Why did you let the Hu family find some divine way, why didn't you stop it?" ”

Wang Sanquan's eyes flickered, and he said: "Big brother, the left and right people are here, let's listen to what he has to say first, you can't keep making your father's coffin can't get up and can't be buried, right?" I'm afraid I'm not being restrained by something? ”

Qin Liuxi looked over, his gaze fell on his face for a moment, his eyes froze, and his smile narrowed slightly.

"I'm a hammer for your mother, it's you who hurt me, with that slut. You rebel, I'll kill you! The little old man pounced and slapped him, penetrating Wang Sanquan's face.

(End of chapter)