Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Wanghai County, Changping Village.

Seeing that the coffin did not go away, the twelve coffin bearers froze in place, each with strange expressions.

Everyone was surprised.

Yang Huaming came up to them and asked them: "What's the situation? Why don't the brothers leave?"

One of the coffin bearers told Yang Huaming: "Uncle Yang, it's too heavy, I can't lift my feet!"

"Ah?" Yang Huaming looked at the feet of the man who spoke in confusion.

"How can you not lift your feet? There is nothing on your feet?"

The other coffin bearer next to him also said to Yang Huaming with a bitter face, "Me too, I feel a thousand catties on my shoulders!"

Heavy?
Yang Huaming glanced at the shoulder of the person who spoke again, there was nothing there!
Yang Yongqing was also asking another person at this time, "One of them said that their feet were heavy and they couldn't lift them up, and the other said that there was a heavy weight on their shoulders. What about you? What's the matter with you? Don't tell me that you didn't eat in the morning. Work hard!"

Yang Yongqing said this on purpose because he was unhappy. When the sky was bright, the female relatives at home cooked another meal, specially for the Taoist team and the twelve coffin bearers in the morning.

Then, the person who was questioned by Yang Yongqing also said with a bitter face, "I just felt that the coffin became heavy suddenly, as if what was being lifted was not a coffin, but a mountain!"

"Fart, you just want to increase the money temporarily, don't you?" Yang Yongqing was furious immediately.

These twelve so-called hard-fated people in the village formed a coffin-carrying team, led by the leader, and people from ten miles and eight villages took over this kind of work.

According to the price, one coffin is lifted, and the host takes care of three meals. In addition, each person is five hundred Wen.

Each person will add two catties of pork belly, a jar of shochu, and a pack of tobacco leaves.

Please note that those who can afford this kind of team are not short of money.

If the family is poor, then instead of inviting a team of 12, please invite a team of [-], or a team of eight.

The old Yang family went to invite them this time, but in the end, they didn't ask for [-] Wen per person, but raised the price to [-] Wen per person!
As for the reason, the other party also gave it straightforwardly.

Because Yang Yongxian is different from other deceased, he committed a heinous crime and had his head beheaded by the officials. Carrying such a deceased is the worst of bad luck.

Said that they used their own Fu Yuan to carry Yang Yongxian, so they had to add more money.

The old Yang family recognized it.

As long as Yang Yongxian can be taken up the mountain to be buried smoothly, it will be fine.

Yang Huazhong and his old brothers didn't take this to heart, anyway, the old Yang's family is not short of that one or two taels of silver.

However, Yang Yongqing was annoyed!
So seeing that they were going to leave now, and making a fuss with this, when he got angry, he said the words directly.

"Eight hundred Wen per person is enough. If you want to carry it, you can quickly carry it away!"

"If you don't want to carry it, then put down the coffin and return the money to me. Don't blame me for breaking your legs if you lose one cent!"

"Yongqing, what are you talking about! Don't be an idiot!"

Old Yang shouted angrily.

The old man was supported by brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou to the side of the coffin, resisting the discomfort caused by the stench, and calmly asked the leader of the coffin bearer.

"Baxi, what's the situation? Why don't you leave?"

Baxi and the others were still carrying wooden pillars on their shoulders, and the coffin was suspended from the ground and did not touch the ground.

Baxi said with a face full of embarrassment: "Old man, it's really not that the brothers just sit on the ground and raise the price, and suddenly come out with a moth."

"Salary is something that we have agreed upon before working. We will not change it after we have agreed. If it is impossible to add money temporarily when we are working, it is heartless and it will shorten our life..."

"Baxi, my kid Qing is in a hurry, he talks nonsense, don't be so fussy with him!" Old Yangtou made up for Baxi and the others on Yang Yongqing's behalf.

"Then what? What's the situation?"

Baxi turned her head to look at the coffin behind her, frowned, said in a low voice with a dignified expression, "Old man, you are an old man, there are some things that I won't talk about, you should understand."

understand?
What do you know?

Don't think that Old Yang will be [-] soon after he lives, but he looks dazed!

As for Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou brothers, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Tan pointed at Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer and other granddaughters-in-law, cursing: "It's probably because these things don't know how to mourn, they annoyed Yongxian, and Yongxian is not willing to leave!"

Not happy to go?

It would be better not to say this, but once he said it, Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer and others were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they all backed away, for fear of being caught by something invisible.

Tan was so angry that she stomped her feet again.

At this time, the crowd on the sidelines were whispering about this matter.

"I'm afraid I left something behind and haven't taken it away?"

"No way, things are piled up at the door and burned, and some are to be taken to the mountain to be burned. The house he lived in before his death has been evacuated!"

"Quickly help me to see if someone is not here? Where is Liao Meiying?"

"Liao Meiying didn't come!"

"Hurry up and call Liao Meiying, maybe this is the last time I will see Liao Meiying?"

Amidst the divergent opinions, Liao Meiying really came out from the crowd.

Both Zhen'er and Zhang Youfu stayed here to work, and Liao Meiying must not be able to sleep at home, so she came here with her, but she heard these voices as soon as she arrived.

Tan yelled at Liao Meiying: "Come quickly and talk to Yongxian, or he won't leave!"

Liao Meiying was terrified, but she was pushed near the coffin.

"Yongxian, you can go at ease, Zhen'er, Zhen'er, I will bring him up properly!"

After Liao Meiying finished speaking, Old Yang quickly told Baxi and the others: "Get up, get up!"

However, Baxi and the twelve strong men exerted their strength together, barely walking two or three steps away. Before the hearts of the people beside them fell from their throats, they stopped again.

Baxi turned her head towards Lao Yang and shook her head: "Old man, no, I still can't walk!"

"Isn't Liao Meiying waiting? We guessed wrong? Then what's going on?"

"Burn some paper money on the side of the coffin for him, and send him away!"

"Yes, burn paper money."

Yang Yongjin searched around, and found that the earthen basin used to burn paper money had been dropped by Zhen'er, a filial son, and now there was no place to burn it.

"Quickly, find another clay pot to burn paper money!" Old Yang ordered.

The crockpot was found again.

It was bought temporarily from a family near the mourning hall.

The crock pot was broken and leaked, so it was just placed at the door to rot.

A useless earthen pot, the kind that the peasants would use to grow flowers and vegetables, but they haven't had time to throw it away yet.

But if Lao Yang's family will use it for this kind of use, no one can give it away for nothing. This is not auspicious!
Therefore, Yang Yongjin gritted his teeth and took out the 66 Wen coins.

Only then did he bring the earthen pot over, and then, he grabbed a large handful of paper money and burned it in it!

While burning, I greeted his "good brother" a hundred times again in my heart!