Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Evergreen who loves to watch the excitement

In order to make it easier for Huo Sheng's family to hold the funeral, Yang Huazhong discussed with Yang Huaming and planned to take out the small yard where Old Yang lived at the entrance of the village to accommodate the victims in the ancestral hall.

Five families, one family occupying one room, just right.

After the funeral of Huo Sheng's family was over, the hut was probably set up, and the seamless connection between the two was just right.

But when Yang Huazhong brought people over to help them move, Chang Rong said to Yang Huazhong: "My leg hurts, I'm too lazy to move. I'll be living in the ancestral hall for the next two days, so don't move!"

Yang Huazhong said: "How did this happen? Huo Sheng's house has the right time for encoffining, and we will come here in the evening. It will be noisy and it will be inconvenient for you to live here."

Chang Rong shook his head, "It's nothing inconvenient, it's so miserable, I feel distressed when I hear it, I live here, and I can keep Huo Sheng's vigil at night so I can keep him company."

When Yang Huazhong heard it, he felt it made sense, so he followed Changrong and took the others to the house at the entrance of the village to resettle.

What Yang Huazhong didn't know was that Chang Rong wanted to stay. On the one hand, he was lazy and went to the straw stack in the corner. He was covered with the quilt sent by Mrs. Sun, and he didn't want to get up and move because of the warmth.

What's more, he likes to watch the excitement, and he likes to join in the excitement no matter who has a wedding or a wedding in the ten miles or eight villages.

I thought I couldn't watch the bustle because my leg was broken, but I didn't expect the bustle to be right in front of me. Is there any reason not to watch it?
So I have to stay, and after watching the excitement, let the big and small come over and put myself on the back.

After lunch, the other families in the ancestral hall who were affected by the disaster moved out, and Gangzi was the last one to move out.

While Gangzi was packing up his things, Huo Sheng's family had already sent someone to deliver one large coffin, two small ones and three coffins.

The three coffins were brand new, and the tung oil applied on them exuded a pungent smell.

The big one was prepared for Huosheng's mother-in-law Yunxia, ​​and it was carried straight into the ancestral hall and placed in the second entrance in the middle of the ancestral hall, separated from the first entrance where Changrong lives by a courtyard.

Changrong sat on the straw stack, hugged the quilt and stretched his neck, looked out from the arched side doors on both sides of the ancestral hall, and saw the other two small coffins were placed at the side door, and had not been carried in.

Evergreen is over 40 years old, he has seen some things and knows the customs of this area.

Underage men and women, or children who died young, are not allowed to enter the ancestral ancestral hall, so the spirits are parked outside.

"Hey, this mother and son are really miserable!"

Changrong couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

"Brother Changrong, we are all leaving, are you afraid of being here alone? Why don't you come with us?"

Gangzi carried the quilt on his shoulders, and asked Changrong before leaving.

Changrong retracted his gaze and shook his head: "You look down on me too much. I am an old man who has never seen anything in the world? Don't worry, I am not afraid of anything!"

What's more, the coffin has been brought here, and it will be encoffined later. After the coffin is encoffined, family members will come over to cry and watch the funeral. I don't know how lively it is.
Gangzi wanted to say something more, but Sufen who was on the side saw the true purpose of Changrong's insistence on staying.

She tugged on Gangzi's sleeve: "Stop dawdling, let's go!"

The young couple walked out of the ancestral hall to the south of the village, Sufen spat on the ground: "That Evergreen slacker has no conscience at all, you have to watch this kind of excitement, it's really heartless!"

Gangzi froze for a moment, looked at the anger on his daughter-in-law's side face, and immediately figured out what was going on.

"Brother Changrong has always been like this, and everyone in our village knows it." He said.

Sufen snorted, "Putting your own pleasure on the suffering of others, people like him will not get rewarded."

Gangzi nodded: "Daughter-in-law is right, let him go, let's go and let him go."

In the ancestral hall, after the three coffins were brought in, two batches of lime and other things needed for encoffining came one after another.

Evergreen's eyeballs rolled around, and he watched with great enthusiasm.

When the sun set and the dusk gradually rose, the sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded.

Chang Rong huddled in the straw and slept soundly, was suddenly awakened and hurriedly listened, and found that the sound came from the direction of Huo Sheng's house, his drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he sat up energetically and waited.

Soon, the cries were approaching, and the footsteps were disorderly. A group of people carried Yunxia who had changed her shroud into the main gate of the ancestral hall.

Changrong was lying in the corner inside the gate, just in time to see the team passing by.

I saw the young daughter-in-law named Yunxia wearing a black hat on her head, a white cloth on her face, and a shroud all over her body. A pair of brand new cloth shoes with black sides and white soles, with two red lotuses painted on the soles with cinnabar.

"I heard that this daughter-in-law is only 25 or [-] years old, what a pity..."

Chang Rong secretly regretted, watching a few unfamiliar people crying behind the corpse, there were men and women, Chang Rong had met these people before, and they were the daughter-in-law's natal family.

The old woman supported by Shuisheng's daughter-in-law Caixia must be Yunxia's mother, and the two young daughters-in-law behind her should be her natal siblings or something.

Chang Rong's eyes were on the young daughters-in-law in the crowd, pretty or not, dressed in filial piety, these young daughters-in-law wore filial piety clothes and white flowers, they really had a special taste.

A small stone hit Changrong's forehead suddenly, making a 'jingle' sound, and the pain made him almost cry out.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw Yang Huazhong came in with a group of enthusiastic villagers at the back of the team. They all followed the team and walked into the ancestral hall without squinting.

Only one person looked at Changrong, and when their eyes met, the killing anger in the other's eyes made Changrong's scalp numb and his whole body feel cold.

The other party's lips moved, as if warning him something, Changrong was so frightened that he hurriedly smiled at the other party, and lowered his head, not daring to look any more.

Only when the suffocating gaze moved away from him did Changrong heave a sigh of relief, he quietly raised his head and glanced at the back of the other party, and said in disbelief: "Madam General, isn't that amazing?"It's none of your business for me to glance at women?Fierce, I am a good man and don't fight with women!

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang walked side by side behind Yang Huazhong and Changgen Daniu and the others, escorting the three mothers to the burial together. The big guys felt very heavy, and every step they took seemed to be filled with lead.

Poor Yunxia's natal family, especially her parents and younger sister Caixia, were crying heartbroken.

Huo Sheng was also crying, but men's crying was different from women's.

The woman howled at the top of her throat, and the man buried his head in tears, wiped away the tears and raised his head, gritted his teeth and continued to deal with the affairs of his wife and children. This was the last thing he, a sinner, could do for them.

(End of this chapter)