Fortunately, this is in the Yang Mansion, if this is in a coffin, it must be scared to death.

The old man's action was simply too weird.

It was very difficult to even get up before, but I didn't expect that I could be as sharp as a young man at this time, and it didn't look like a ninety-seven-year-old at all.

The old man's expression was nervous, and his face became extremely ugly.

Walked back and forth a few times on the earthen kang.

was so shocked that Uncle Zhao's jaw couldn't close, and although Chen Daxiu and Xiao Linzi were not frightened, they couldn't stop swishing and swishing cold.

I thought: Is this old madman a human or a demon?

After glancing at each other, they shouted, "Old man!"

The old man suddenly wanted to see a ghost, and let out a strange scream, as if he was frightened by the voice just now.

The two black and white eyes stared at Xiao Linzi: "Can't touch, can't touch ......"

After saying that, the whole person began to go crazy.

Babbling gibberish on the clay kang and dancing with their hands.

Uncle Zhao experienced a strange thing the day before yesterday, but at this time, he was not so afraid, he just felt very strange, and looked at Chen Daxiu with a strange expression on his face.

Chen Daxiu was also puzzled.

went up and held down the old man, gave him a few pulses, and found that the old man's pulse was not disordered, but very weak, his eyes rolled, and he said softly: "He is pretending to be crazy!"

"What, pretending to be crazy?" Uncle Zhao couldn't believe it.

Xiao Linzi didn't believe it either, looking at the old man's strange performance, he didn't think he was pretending to be crazy.

However, the old man knew that although Chen Daxiu's voice was very low, he still heard it, and after gasping a few times, he said, "It's time, it's time......

After speaking, he handed a broken pillow to Chen Daxiu.

Chen Daxiu didn't understand what he meant, but at the same time as the pillow, he found an abnormality.

It turns out that there is something hidden in this pillow, whether it is big or not, whether it is small or not, I don't know what it is.

"Old man, you ......"

When Chen Daxiu wanted to ask again, he found that the old man had already swallowed his breath, snort, and pulse.

At this time, everyone realized that the strange behavior of the old man just now should be a return to the light before he died.

Chen Daxiu saw that he was very good, so he asked Uncle Zhao to help find someone to Zhang Luo, arrange the funeral for the old man, and the money would be paid by him.

Uncle Zhao happily agreed, and Xiao Linzi watched from the sidelines, and threw himself to the ground with Chen Daxiu's cooperation, it seems that what his master said is indeed true, this Chen Daxiu is indeed a righteous person.

It didn't take long for the helpers in the village to come, and there were many places in the countryside that sold underworld supplies, that is, things used by the dead, such as shrouds, wreaths, money banners, etc.

Chen Daxiu prepared 50,000 yuan for Uncle Zhao, asked Uncle Zhao and them to help buy it, and chose a good urn for the old man, and after the funeral, he went to be cremated.

Because the old man had no children or daughters, there was no vigil at night.

Chen Daxiu thought to himself, it is probably not appropriate to find someone else to do this, so just be a good person to the end, and do it yourself.

The uncles and uncles in the village, seeing that Chen Daxiu was so courageous, also followed suit to help guard the spirit.

In fact, this kind of thing can't be helped.

If the old neighbors don't help, why don't they leave the old man here?

It's too impersonal to do that, what's more, as soon as there are more people guarding the spirit, it doesn't matter what taboos there are, who doesn't know that this is help?

Except for some babes who are willing to chew the root of their tongues, no one else will think about it.

As the saying goes: the dead are great.

Chen Daxiu and others can't take care of such and such taboos, and everyone who helps ties a white cloth on their shoulders, which is regarded as wearing linen and filial piety for the old man.

By the time the mourning hall was set up, it was already afternoon.

At this time, there were a lot of people in the village to see the excitement, and after Xiu's mother knew about it, not only was she not angry, but she also felt that her son did a good job and did it beautifully!

The second aunt Chen wanted to say something ugly, but she didn't dare, and honestly helped cut the paper money.

Or they all say that there are many people and it is easy to do things.

With Chen Daxiu as the leader, soon, the well-wishers in the village joined in.

Later, someone asked, do you want to hold a banquet for the old man?

Chen Daxiu thought to himself: The New Year, everyone is so interesting, it is better to take this opportunity to hold a big event, and let the villagers follow the excitement.

There is a saying of joy and sorrow in the countryside, which means that the death of this person is also a happy event, and the more people who come to eat, the better the popularity of the deceased before his death.

The so-called red and white wedding is roughly the same meaning, in fact, not only marriage is a happy event, but also a dead person.

It's just that some people are willing to misinterpret the literal meaning.

Chen Daxiu found the village chief and Uncle Zhao and asked them if they were in a hurry to get the banquet now?

Uncle Zhao said: "It must be in time, it's the Chinese New Year, and few people do red and white ceremonies, and it is estimated that there are a lot of idle people." ”

Chen Daxiu immediately decided to greet the banquet of 200,000 yuan and let the village chief inform everyone that in the evening, they would all come here for dinner, and there was no need to follow them!

In fact, it's useless to follow the part, the old madman has no children and no daughters, who did he give his share to?

Everyone is helping, so you can't divide the money equally......

Simply, don't take shares.

When the village chief heard this, he gave a thumbs up: "Good boy, really courageous!"

Take someone to contact and prepare right away.

At this time, the proprietress and Mr. Xiao Ai also came to help, the logistics base project has been negotiated with Xiao Linzi, Xiao Linzi is willing to contract the project at the lowest price, and will be ready to start construction tomorrow.

Of course, the proprietress is not polite, let Xiaolinzi start work first, and pay him 30% of the project money in advance, if you do a good job, you will continue, if you don't do it well, the proprietress will not use him directly.

Xiao Linzi can also understand this matter, saying that he will definitely be able to do a good job.

After the two sides negotiated, they concentrated on preparing for the funeral of the old madman.

In the evening, the village was very lively, and there were thousands of people around the old madman's house, men, women, and children.

It can be seen that many of them are from other villages.

But Chen Daxiu didn't care, so he prepared more banquets.

Uncle Zhao and the others were busy, and their voices were hoarse, and they called all the friends they knew, who were over twenty-five and under sixty years old, otherwise they wouldn't be busy at all.

The drummers and others are also very busy, I don't know where Uncle Zhao is from, and he also invited a group of troupes, everyone is happy, it seems that they have not seen this kind of scene for a long time.

Even Liu Zigui's father and daughter from Liu's restaurant in Cangxia Village came, and when they saw that it was a good thing that Chen Daxiu paid for, they took the initiative to help.

Chen Daxiu was very happy and asked his daughter Liu Mengnan and Teacher Xiao Ai to play, so he discussed with him, and wanted Liu Zigui to open a restaurant in the logistics base later.

Giving Liu Zigui fun, this is simply a gold ingot falling from the sky!

If he knew that Wang Jiudan and the other miscellaneous pieces were also killed by Chen Daxiu, he would probably have to kneel down gratefully.

For a time, the neighborhood of the old madman's house in Chenjiazhuang became a gathering place for drinking wine, eating meat and watching big plays.

Almost every family came to bow to the old madman and offer incense, and Chen Daxiu had been sitting in the mourning hall until ten o'clock in the evening, when the crowd gradually dispersed.

Seeing that there was no one left, he took out the broken pillow that the old madman had given him before he died, and the pillow was very old, and the fabric on it was bad.

Chen Daxiu pulled it lightly, tore it open, rummaged it, and found that there was a bag of things hidden inside, wrapped in brown paper, and there were two small iron chains on it, tied in a cross knot.

Chen Daxiu untied the chain and took out three layers of old kraft paper, and then he saw what was inside.

It turned out that what was wrapped in it was an old-fashioned notebook.

(End of chapter)