Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Bad idea

"Why? Is this a bad idea?"

"Grandma, it's not that this idea is bad, but...it's so bad that I can't even say it."

Tan's face immediately fell down, it was longer than the coffin board, colder and harder.

"Then you must have a better idea? Tell me." Tan asked back.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't have any good ideas, but your idea will definitely not work. Not to mention others, my aunt's first one won't work."

Even for Uncle Shuanzi's sudden death, Aunt Mei'er's reaction can also tell the depth of their relationship. It is impossible for Aunt Mei'er to remarry easily.

"If you want to say it, you can't say it. Let me tell you. You are picking your nose and eyes."

Tan turned her face away, very dissatisfied, but she couldn't express her anger.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Grandma, I advise you not to think about those things right now. Uncle Shuanzi's coffin is still in the ancestral hall. It is very inappropriate to say those things while the bones are still cold."

Tan frowned, and turned away from looking at Yang Ruoqing, but muttered a few words.

She thought Yang Ruoqing didn't hear it, but in fact Yang Ruoqing heard it all, but she didn't want to entangle her on this topic.

What she meant was, probably, 'prepare for a rainy day'.

But to put it bluntly, for a woman with Aunt Meier's qualifications, no matter how much you plan ahead, you can't marry a man who is better than Uncle Shuanzi.

Besides, she has two sons.

Even if the two sons can't take care of her and she has to stay in the old Wang's house, and she remarries herself, can she really cut off the contact with the two sons of the old Wang's house?
Would the two sons, especially Xiao Hei, hold back from going to her when they didn't have enough food or clothing?
Will her husband over there agree?

With Aunt Mei'er in the middle, how sad will this day be?
Moreover, Aunt Mei'er's personality probably would not allow her to remarry, so entangled with Tan's on this topic is simply because she thinks her saliva is not lubricated enough, so she has to waste it.

Tan looked at the sleeping Yang Huamei silently for a while, and sighed for a while, maybe everyone went to the ancestral hall in the middle of the night, and only Wang Hongquan was there.

While Tan was deeply worried about Yang Huamei's future, she also thought of Wang Shuanzi's death, and couldn't help turning her head to talk to Yang Ruoqing.

"Why do you think there are leopards in our mountains? So why did the big man put his mouth on the tree?"

Yang Ruoqing stretched her waist and listened to Tan's words without interrupting.

"Fatty, you said that embolus is really unlucky. There are a hundred ways to die. Why did he end up in such an unseemly way? I don't know if he died first and then was picked up on a tree to eat. , I still ate and ate to death, hey, just thinking about it makes me feel chills."

Tan raised her hand and touched her arm. Even though she was wearing a thick cotton coat, there must have been several layers of goose bumps on her arm.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes, she couldn't think about this matter, thinking about it made people shudder.

Judging from the traces found by Hongxiu on the tree and on the nearby ground, the person should have been attacked by the leopard while he was alive.

When it was hung on the tree, it should not have completely died.

It can be seen how deep the fear and physical pain Uncle Shuanzi suffered before he died, I really dare not imagine...

"Qing'er..."

Suddenly, Yang Huamei called Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing thought she was hallucinating, so Tan was also taken aback for a moment.

"Qing'er..."

Yang Huamei called out again.

"Auntie, I am here."

Yang Ruoqing hurried to the bed, only to see that Yang Huamei had woken up and was staring at the top of the tent in a daze.

"Mei'er, are you awake? My poor girl, are you hungry? Thirsty? Mother is here, don't be afraid..."

When Tan saw that Yang Huamei was awake, she kept rambling on and on, and wanted to bend down to hug Yang Huamei when she was done.

Yang Huamei turned her head and shouted again: "Qing'er..."

"Fatty is at the side, I'll let Fatty come over!"

Mrs. Tan dragged Yang Ruoqing to the bedside for Yang Huamei to watch.

Yang Ruoqing also leaned down slightly, and said to Yang Huamei, "Gu, I'm here, what do you want to tell me?"

Yang Huamei turned her head slowly when she heard the voice, and when she saw Yang Ruoqing, her eyeballs rolled a few times, and then she raised her hand with difficulty.

Yang Ruoqing quickly held her hand with both hands. Her hand was so cold that it almost lost the warmth of a human being.

"Gu, cheer up, for Dabai and Xiaohei, and for my grandma, you have to hold on." Yang Ruoqing persuaded softly.

Tears flowed down Yang Huamei, and she asked Yang Ruoqing in a hoarse voice, "Your uncle...how is it going? Where, where?"

Yang Ruoqing frowned, "It's already in the coffin and carried to the ancestral hall."

Yang Huamei closed her eyes, and the tears flowed faster.

"Mei'er, my poor girl, you have to hold on..." Tan wiped her tears and persuaded again.

Yang Huamei ignored Tan Shi, but continued to look at Yang Ruoqing, her voice was extremely weak: "Qing'er, are the things your uncle scattered all together?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and after two or three rounds of thinking, she realized what the 'those things' she asked were.

"Auntie, don't worry, everything is packed, and uncle is complete."

Yang Huamei nodded with tears in her eyes, "He was a sinner before he was alive. He took medicine before eating, and was looked down upon by others. He was also incomplete when he was underground, and was looked down upon by ghosts. Why is my Shuanzi so pitiful? What happened to you? A good old man for a lifetime..."

"It's not the sin of this life, it's the sin of the previous life!" Tan said beside him.

"Isn't it sung in the script? There was a person who committed crimes in the previous life, and it took three lives to pay off! If Wang Shuanzi is the first life, then there will be two more lives!"

"Milk!"

Tan's quick talk, Yang Ruoqing couldn't stop her even if she wanted to. Don't you think this is throwing salt on Aunt Mei'er's heart?

Sure enough, when Yang Huamei heard this, she felt bad.

"Mother, you, what you said is true? Shuanzi, Shuanzi, Ha Ai will suffer like this in the next life?"

Tan was stunned for a moment, "I, I'm just talking casually, I don't dare to promise."

Even talking casually like this is enough to make Yang Huamei despair.

"Don't worry, aunt. Don't worry about whether my grandma's guess is true or not. When the time comes, we will invite Yuan Daochang to come down the mountain to give my uncle a good master's salvation. Even if there are any sins in the previous life, they can be eliminated."

"My uncle was a good person in this life. Let's burn more paper money for him when he goes underground, so that he can live a better life. In his next life, he will have a good pregnancy and go to a wealthy family to enjoy the blessings. Don't worry about it!"

"Really, Qing'er? Can it really do that?" Yang Huamei's desperate eyes were like a dark abyss, with a faint light shining inside.

(End of this chapter)