Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Stalemate
We had a busy day and hadn't eaten lunch yet, so we went back just in time for dinner.
"There's a meeting tonight in the dormitory at the construction site, you can come over or not, whatever you want."
After that, we left Uncle Hu's house.
Sure enough, it was about the same time as we expected, and when we arrived at the construction site dormitory, we could already smell the smell of food.
Today's meal is different from usual.
Today in the cafeteria, except for the seven villagers I have not seen, there are only my cousin and Hu Yue.
The other workers were asked to go back to their dormitories for dinner, and it looked like they had something to talk about.
When we entered the cafeteria, we were really hungry, and I didn't care what they were saying, and the two of us gobbled up the meal in front of us.
It wasn't until my stomach was round and I couldn't eat anymore that I sat down honestly.
"Now what we have to do is to dig up all the eight coffins under the construction site, and then put them back to your ancestral grave according to the children's families."
When my cousin said this, the seven people's faces were obviously a little displeased.
He didn't know that it was normal, after all, he didn't go with us to find Uncle Hu in the afternoon.
But we know what the reason is, and I'm not surprised by their faces.
The members of the seven families were male and female, but they were all elderly, and they were supposed to be the children's parents.
"Do you have to do it?"
One of them looks fat-headed and big-eared, and his whole person is very strong, fighting with Hu Yueyou.
Hearing our words, he first asked us questions.
"What do you mean you have to do? Isn't that your child? You just want him to be in the Wilderness? ”
At the mention of this, my cousin was more or less angry.
After all, he is of a different generation from me, and the age difference is a little much, and his thoughts are stuck in the previous generation.
The fat-headed and big-eared man is a pork seller at the head of the village, his surname is Zhu, and everyone calls him Brother Zhu.
Brother Zhu was stunned for a moment, and was speechless for a while.
"I came back from Uncle Hu's house just now, and I probably understood what everyone was worried about, but in the final analysis, it is not certain whether these children are broom stars or not, and we can't put the blame on the children until we find out the matter." I touched my nose and was going to be a peacemaker.
Everyone looked at me, but their eyes were visibly disdainful.
Because I'm not very old, I can't speak very convincingly.
"When you're older, come and tell us about it. When adults talk, what do children interject? Brother Zhu was a little angry, and he slapped the table.
This move undoubtedly became the fuse, and two teams were divided at once, one was for us who wanted to bury the children back to the ancestral grave, and the other team was for the parents who were unwilling to take the children back to the ancestral grave.
My cousin didn't know what to say to them, they were like a bunch of old stubborns, and they couldn't make sense.
And because I'm so young, no one wants to listen to it, even if it's full of enthusiasm.
Just then, a man's voice sounded outside the door.
"Just listen to them, take the child back and bury it, after all, it is also the child of our own family, no matter what the people in the village say, we parents must protect our own children. Isn't it? ”
When I looked back, the person who spoke was Uncle Hu.
His eyes were red, and he didn't know whether to be angry or sad.
"Old Hu, you don't remember what Honggu said back then, right? As long as the children enter the ancestral grave, we will also suffer if we remain in the world. Brother Zhu looked at Uncle Hu, his expression was a little disdainful.
Uncle Hu didn't argue with him too much, just smiled: "Aunt Honggu also said back then that as long as the children are buried in the ground of the school, nothing will happen to our family." But in the end, it was the one who should have had an accident. And not only our family, in fact, many families in the village have also had situations and accidents one after another. Does it have to do with our children? ”
I looked at Uncle Hu and instantly felt a kind of wise light emanating from him.
It's not that he didn't think about it, it's just that everyone didn't mention it again, and he just treated it as if nothing happened.
But now that the matter has been brought out again, he still has his own ideas, and if he could, I believe that no parent would want their children not to be buried in their ancestral graves.
Most of the older generation in the village did not think independently, and what Uncle Hu said made sense, which made others a little moved.
But what Brother Zhu said was not without reason, which made them not know who to listen to all of a sudden.
My cousin stood up and lit a cigarette: "This matter is not so easy to solve, even if you say that you want to take the children back to the ancestral grave, we still have to do other rituals, and if you don't do it, your children may not be able to enter the ancestral grave, and in the end they can only be thrown into mass graves." ”
When everyone heard their cousin say this, they gasped.
"It's better to be thrown into a mass grave than to stand in school!" Brother Zhu slapped the table angrily when he heard this.
At this time, my cousin's temper has not become so good.
"We were invited back by the engineering team, and we didn't take the money from your village, so when you talk to me, I advise you to be polite! When you said about my nephew just now, I didn't speak anymore, which gave you enough face! Don't be embarrassed! ”
When my cousin roared like this, most of the people present didn't dare to speak, and even Brother Zhu was frightened.
"That'...... I'm telling the truth......"
Brother Zhu lost the momentum he had just now, and he began to stutter a little when he spoke.
"I know you're telling the truth, but now your child's corpse is taking over someone else's place. They are not wandering ghosts, so why don't you, as parents, take them home? Don't be alarmist, they're not broom stars at all, they're being used. ”
In the end, my cousin paused word by word.
He was afraid that those people would not understand, so he spoke at a slower pace, but his tone was heavier.
Looking at my cousin's expression, everyone was a little overwhelmed.
Many people in the village are like this, deceiving the good and fearing the evil.
Especially the other five people except Brother Zhu and Uncle Hu, otherwise they wouldn't care so much about the eyes of the people in the village, and they wouldn't be afraid to take the children home.
Uncle Hu sat down next to us, and it was obvious that he had joined our team.
And Brother Zhu, who was struggling on the other side, also began to waver a little.
After less than a minute of stalemate, Brother Zhu surrendered: "Then since you are willing to help, you will do what you say." After all, it will be a hassle for us to ask someone to help pick up the child back at that time. ”