"Woo ......"

"Uncles and uncles, who can do a good job, buy our sister and brother, and let us bury my father...... Our brothers and sisters will be oxen and horses, and repay your kindness......"

In the howling cold wind.

In the crowd, a thin girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, followed by two eleven or twelve half-aged children, wearing only a white scarf on their tattered clothes, with a lot of tears and snot, crying extremely miserably.

Next to it, a white cloth that was obviously one size shorter covered most of a middle-aged man's body.

Apparently.

The three siblings couldn't even afford to buy the 'linen and filial piety' for their father's funeral......

Pity......

Although this thin girl is old, she is not good-looking.

Not to mention, she still has a very ugly birthmark on her face......

This made the crowd laugh.

"Little lady, it's not uncle, I don't want to buy you, but you're too ugly, uncle, I really can't do it. Hahaha. ”

As a standout splash laughed, the crowd burst into laughter again.

completely regarded the three sisters and brothers as monkeys, and there seemed to be no mercy at all.

"Yes. Little lady, just like you, I'm afraid that if you sell it to the kiln, you won't accept it in the kiln. Hahaha. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Listening to the laughter of the crowd, the three sisters and brothers were humbled to the dust, extremely desperate......

Li Ruochen's brows couldn't help frowning.

Because of the relationship between his father Li Laoshi and his mother who had just been buried, Li Yuanjing still has deep sympathy for the three sisters and brothers.

He understands it deeply!

How terrible the funeral expenses are in this era!

Because the great cadres have always 'ruled the world with filial piety', various channels are constantly propagating this way of ruling and maintaining stability.

Years down.

As a result, even if the poor people die, if an elder dies, they must be buried as thickly as possible.

If you don't bury it well, not only will you be ridiculed by the neighbors, but the government will also be unhappy, and you will even be imprisoned for it, and even be assigned to the real side.

This is also the core reason why Li Yuanjing owed Xue Dashan four taels of Yinzi money in the first place!

"Uncle Mao?"

Seeing that the three sisters and brothers were about to be unable to hold on, Li Yuanjing was about to speak, but saw Zhang Kun next to him suddenly become excited.

hurriedly stepped forward to prop up the crowd, and excitedly knelt on the corpse of the middle-aged man covered with a white cloth and shouted:

"Uncle Mao, it's really you. We've only seen each other for more than half a year, so what the hell are you, wow......"

It turned out that the wind blew away the white cloth on the face of the middle-aged man's corpse, just in time for Zhang Kun to see it.

He obviously knew the corpse, and his friendship seemed to be good, so he couldn't stop crying next to him.

The three girls and brothers next to them were a little dumbfounded, but seeing Zhang Kun crying here, they cried even more sadly.

The cry shook the sky.

When the surrounding crowd saw this, they were all scolding their bad luck, and some people were too lazy to look at the excitement here, so they left directly.

After all.

Zhang Kun obviously wants to take over this matter, and naturally he can't stand the excitement, and it is obviously not cost-effective to freeze here.

"You're risking the big girl of your uncle's family, right? My name is Zhang Kun, I am your brother, have you heard your father talk about it? ”

After crying for a while, Zhang Kun also reacted and hurriedly talked to the girl.

The girl also seemed to remember Zhang Kun's identity, and hurriedly took her two younger brothers to hug Zhang Kun and cry.

After comforting the emotions of Mao Xiaocao's sister and brother a little, Zhang Kun hurriedly wiped his tears and came to Li Yuanjing's side and said in a low voice:

"Owner, this, after this is my old man, I plan to help them......"

Li Yuanjing didn't speak at this time, but stared directly at the face of the middle-aged corpse.

"The owner?"

Zhang Kun couldn't keep up with Li Yuanjing's rhythm for a while, so he hurriedly reminded him carefully.

Speaking of which.

In his bones, Zhang Kun is still a little afraid of Li Yuanjing.

Li Yuanjing didn't speak, even if it was his own money, he didn't dare to make his own decisions.

"Huh?"

Li Yuanjing reacted at this time, hurriedly glanced at Zhang Kun, and quickly came to Mao Xiaocao and asked in a low voice:

"Girl, your father, when did he go?"

"This ......"

Mao Xiaocao, the three sisters and brothers were stunned.

Zhang Kun hurriedly introduced Li Yuanjing's identity to Mao Xiaocao and the others.

Mao Xiaocao said with a crying voice:

"My dad, my dad didn't have it in the morning, woo woo. The slave didn't know what was going on, my father said that he was fine when he went to look for food, but he didn't find food and came back, so he fell to the ground, and the person was gone, woo woo woo ......"

Zhang Kun hurriedly wiped away his tears and pleaded with Li Yuanjing:

"Dongjia, Uncle Mao is my old friend when I was in the army in Liaodong, and he is a famous blacksmith in the army, and he is the best at making firecrackers. When I had an accident, if I hadn't asked Uncle Mao for help, I was afraid that I wouldn't have been able to come back at all. Please, owner, help Uncle Mao's descendants......"

"Brother Zhang, what did you say?"

"This Uncle Mao is a blacksmith, and he is the best at making firearms?"

Li Yuanjing suddenly became clever, and looked at Zhang Kun busily.

Zhang Kun was frightened by Li Yuanjing's fierce reaction, and it took a while to react, and he hurriedly nodded subconsciously.

Li Yuanjing's eyes couldn't stop oozing with excitement, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Brother Zhang, you go to the pillar and call the two of them to come over to help, and then ask someone to go to the restaurant just now to ask for a bowl of millet porridge. Hurry up! This Mao Uncle is not dead! ”

"Huh?"

"Uncle Mao isn't dead?"

Zhang Kun, including Mao Xiaocao's sister and brother, and others were all dumbfounded.

"Human life is at stake, I'm afraid it's too late to be late, !! soon"

Li Yuanjing shouted hurriedly.

"Good come!"

When Zhang Kun saw Li Yuanjing so excited, how could he dare to slack off? Hurry up and do it.

Soon.

Zhang Kun brought two young men over to help, and informed Li Yuanjing that he had sent someone to buy millet porridge.

Li Yuanjing hurriedly beckoned Zhang Kun and the three of them to set up Uncle Mao, and then turned Uncle Mao upside down.

"Smack!"

"Bang bang."

Immediately, Li Yuanjing slapped the back of the uncle.

"This man is crazy, isn't he? He actually treats the dead like this, isn't he afraid of sticking something dirty? ”

"Who knows, this person seems to be a decent person, why is he so stupid?"

The few remaining onlookers suddenly burst into discussions, and many people's faces were full of disgust for Li Yuanjing.

Apparently.

I don't like what Li Yuanjing did at this time.

But.

Li Yuanjing ignored everyone at this time, and continued to pat the back of this uncle.

in the crowd.

An old man really couldn't stand it anymore, frowned and shouted:

"Housheng, what are you doing here? This man is dead, and you still don't want the family to stop? Do you know that you are going to be damned by God like this? ”

"Wow-"

However.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, Uncle Mao, who was originally a 'dead man', suddenly 'woo-wow' spit out a mouthful of bloody thick phlegm, and there seemed to be something in this thick phlegm.

It seems to be a piece of broken peach pit.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Turn.

Uncle Mao couldn't stop coughing hard, and his whole body trembled.

"Quick, sit him down! What about the porridge, why hasn't the porridge come yet?! ”

Li Yuanjing drank like a wolf.

"Coming, coming......"

Then.

The young man who went to buy millet porridge also happened to come back, and hurriedly handed a bowl of millet porridge to Li Yuanjing's side.

"Hold him up!"

Li Yuanjing beckoned Zhang Kun and the others to help Uncle Mao, and began to carefully feed him the millet porridge that had been cooled by the wind.

Uncle Mao was still closed at this time, extremely weak, but as he subconsciously drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, his body began to feel warm, his face gradually became bloody, and his eyes were finally able to open.

Although I couldn't speak for a while, I was obviously alive!

"Eun Gong!"

"Eun Gong!"

"Xiaocao kowtowed to you, kowtowed to you......"

This way.

Seeing her father 'come back from the dead', Mao Xiaocao finally reacted, Taotao cried, and hurriedly pulled her two younger brothers and kowtowed to Li Yuanjing desperately.

Zhang Kun couldn't stop his tears of excitement:

"The owner, the owner, you, you are really a fairy means, a fairy means. I, Zhang Kun, have taken it, and I've taken it......"

Li Yuanjing and several young men in Quanzi Village were also flushed with excitement, and when they looked at Li Yuanjing, their eyes were already full of indescribable admiration and respect.

"This, this, this, this, this ......"

And at this time.

The old man who had just spoken to stop Li Yuanjing finally came back to his senses from his confusion.

His fingers trembled and pointed at Li Yuanjing, and he wanted to say something, but at this time, his throat and eyes seemed to be blocked by donkey hair, and he couldn't say a word.