Mother Dong wanted to say something, but was glared at by Father Dong's eyes, and suddenly didn't dare to squeak, she helped Dong Hai to stand up slowly, pouting and glaring at Xia Lan.

Seeing that Kun Kun had no such a big matter, the Dong family was not even willing to inform the Xia family personally, so he said with a dark face: "Your family has gone too far, such a big matter, are you going to let us talk about it?" ”

Dong's mother couldn't hold back her answer: "It's not enough to say a word?" In the middle of the night, why do you have to toss? ”

Father Dong glared at her again, and said with a straight face: "You help Xiaohai out, and by the way, ask the boss to go with them to report the news." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Wanyue looked at Xia Lan and said, "Lan Lan, if you suspect that the cause of Kunkun's death is strange, you can not bury Kun Kun first, and go to the town to call the police tomorrow, so that the police can investigate the cause of Kunkun's death." ”

The day before yesterday, Kun Kun was fine, but it was only one night, and suddenly the high fever was so serious, there were some coincidences, and based on the attitude of the Dong family, she felt that Kun Kun's fever was very likely to have human factors.

"What do you mean?" Dong's mother, who was about to go out, glared at Qiao Wanyue with a hideous face: "When the baby died, Lan Lan was also in front of her, everyone saw with their own eyes that Kun Kun was burned to death with a fever, what does it have to do with other people?" Could it be that we can still strangle him? ”

Qiao Wanyue said fearlessly: "It's not enough to strangle to death, but it's a bit strange that Kun Kun suddenly has such a high fever in the summer when it's so hot, right?" ”

Dong's mother's face changed greatly: "Don't talk nonsense, beware of me tearing your mouth." ”

"Did you pour well water on Kunkun?" Xia Lan suddenly looked at her in-laws, although she asked her words, her tone was full of certainty: "When I came back in the morning, I saw the clothes that Kun Kun wore yesterday thrown under the eaves, and the clothes were wet and blistered. ”

The village chief looked at the Dong family with a pale face, he felt that this family was a group of demons, and they actually attacked relatives who were related by blood.

"You're crazy, what nonsense." Dong's mother scolded weakly and helped Dong Hai to walk out.

Father Dong also hurriedly played a round: "Lan Lan, I know you are very sad, Kun Kun is gone, and we are not feeling good, now we should quickly inform your parents and let the child be buried in peace." ”

Qiao Wanyue ignored Dong's father's words and said to Xia Lan: "Lan Lan, as long as you say a word, no one will want to touch Kun Kun before the police come." ”

Xia Lan looked down at the silent child in her arms, hesitated for a while, she shook her head slightly, and said with a dead heart: "Wanyue, no need, let Kun Kun be in the ground, he is too bitter to live, maybe this is a relief." ”

When Dong's father heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what he said, Xia Lan decided not to call the police, otherwise the matter would be big, even if the police couldn't find out the truth, their family's reputation would be ruined, affecting the younger son's marriage.

Although Qiao Wanyue really wanted the Dong family to pay for what they did, Xia Lan didn't pursue it, she still respected Xia Lan's decision and didn't say anything more.

Xia Lan stood up with the child in her arms: "Village chief, please take a shovel and go to the field with me." ”

The village chief was puzzled: "Lan Lan, you don't plan to wait for your parents?" ”

Xia Lan shook her head: "They have always disliked me for giving birth to a stupid son, so it's the same if they don't let them come." ”

Once her parents also persuaded her to let her lose Kunkun, Xia Lan has always minded this matter.

The village chief sighed, and a few people walked out, and Dong's father took out a shabby straw mat from the corner of the wall and followed a few people to the field.

Dong Hai and Dong Mu hid in the east room and didn't come out, the two of them were still a little afraid of Xia Lan's words just now, muttering that they couldn't sleep too deeply at night, in case Xia Lan went crazy, it would be terrible to use a knife to cut people.

Xia Lan kept holding Kunkun, and the village chief couldn't bear it: "Lan Lan, can I hold it for you?" ”

Xia Lan shook her head: "No need village chief, this may be the last time I will hold him, just let me hold him for a while." ”

The village chief was holding a shovel, Qiao Wanyue was holding a flashlight, the two looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly, Xia Lan is a poor girl, the Dong family is hateful, a good girl has been ruined by this family.

Several people soon came to Dong's field, and Xia Lan found a position: "Village chief, let's dig a pit here, I used to take Kunkun to work in the field, and he likes to stay here to play." ”

As soon as Dong's father heard that he was going to be buried here, he immediately raised an objection: "This place is your mother's eye, she said that she will be buried here when she is old, Lan Lan, according to the rules, Kunkun is buried on the back mountainside, and the babies who died in the village are buried there." ”

Qiao Wanyue sneered: "Whoever dies first buries whoever first, if Grandma Wa takes a fancy to this, then let her lie in it now." ”

Father Dong's face turned pale, and he frowned: "Little girl, this is our Dong family's family matter, you are an outsider......"

"She is not an outsider, Wanyue is my mother's family." Xia Lan interrupted him: "Kunkun liked it here before, and I want to bury him here now." ”

The daughter-in-law, who had always been submissive, suddenly became stubborn and did not respect him as a father-in-law, and Dong's father was not very happy, but in order to calm things down, he did not continue to argue.

"Okay, let's bury it here."

Seeing that he agreed, the village chief picked up a shovel and was busy digging a pit, and Dong's father said distressedly: "It's a pity that the crops in the field are gone." ”

Xia Lan gritted her teeth and looked at Father Dong: "Dad, I thought that in our family, you were the most sensible, but now I know that your heart is as vicious as theirs." ”

Father Dong's face turned red when he was said, and he forcibly explained: "Lan Lan, Kun Kun is gone, we who are alive have to live well, don't we?" ”

Qiao Wanyue glanced at him coldly, and then said to the child in Xia Lan's arms: "Kunkun, you have suffered a lot in this world for several years, and now that you are gone, if there is a spirit in the sky, take revenge on those who abused you." ”

Father Dong was very weak about Kun Kun's death, and his face changed greatly after hearing Qiao Wanyue's words, saying this in front of the corpse this night was too infiltrating.

In order to hide his weakness, Dong's father held his breath and did not say a word.

The village chief quickly dug the soil pit, and Dong's father bent down to spread the straw mat on the ground: "Put Kunkun down and let him settle in the ground." ”

The child is not buried, and Dong's father always feels unsteady.

Xia Lan hugged Kun Kun tightly and kissed him on the face reluctantly, and only put him on the straw mat for a while, Dong's father wanted to roll up Kun Kun with the straw mat, but Xia Lan refused.

"Kun Kun didn't want to hug him when he was alive, and don't touch him when he dies, he definitely doesn't like you as a grandfather."

Father Dong withdrew his hand a little embarrassed, Qiao Wanyue put down the flashlight and wanted to help, but was stopped by the village chief: "You take the flashlight to illuminate, I'll get it." ”

He was a little superstitious, and felt that Qiao Wanyue, an unmarried girl, was unlucky to touch these. (End of chapter)