Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7907 The story of siblings

"In the end, that elder sister cried out in pain for three days and three nights at home, her fever was so high that she was foaming at the mouth, and a big girl like a flower just disappeared. Alas, what a pity!"

On the matter of patriarchy, Lao Yang is very disapproving.

Although I have given birth to five sons, I know that my son is the one who will continue the incense, but my daughter is also my offspring, and my daughter also loves me.

If not, it would have been impossible to raise Yang Huamei to be as thick and unruly as a kimchi jar.

"Hey, that's really a crime!"

Several village elders sighed.

Yang Huazhong, who is a mad devil, is also full of pain.

Even Yang Huaming, who was a little upset because the focus was robbed before, frowned and shook his head slightly at this moment.

"Brother Yang, what happened after that?" one of the village elders asked.

Old Yang pulled out the tobacco stick, took two puffs leisurely, and then said: "What else can I do? In those days, it was harder to live than to die, so I wrapped it in a straw mat and sent it to Jiangjiapo. !"

"Huh? Sent to Jiangjiapo? Then what did we see on the mountain behind?"

"Don't worry, listen to me first." Old Yang gave the speaker a helpless look.

"After that sister was buried, weird things happened."

"One day a woman from the same village ran to her house suddenly. When she entered the door, she pointed at the widow and scolded her, saying that she was partial to her younger brother. She did her best for this family when she was alive, and she died for her younger brother. She died without a coffin. None of them..."

"At that time, the widow thought it was the woman from the same village who had fallen ill, and she drove her away by cursing."

"Because that woman had been a little crazy earlier, so everyone didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, a few days later, another old lady came."

"This old lady is usually very kind in the village, and she never has any grudges with anyone, let alone swears at others, but when she entered her house, she pointed at the widow's nose and complained, saying that she was in front of the king of hell. , died for my younger brother, died in vain and was not reincarnated, and suffered on the ground, she came up to her mother to ask for an explanation..."

"Oh, this is so strange."

The five village elders, as well as Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming brothers all sat up straight, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of horror.

Yang Huaming asked urgently: "Father, what's going on behind? What's going on behind?"

Old Yangtou snorted, "Everyone in the village says that this girl is too dead to live in peace. It's best to invite Taoist priests to do some small religious rituals to save lives and burn more paper money."

"Her widow was also a little scared. She ran to her daughter's grave and cried, saying that the family couldn't afford the money right now, so she asked her to wait there. When will it rain and the fields will have a harvest? Immediately burn paper money for her, burn big houses and so on."

"After this incident, the family really calmed down. Then it finally rained, and the fields gradually began to harvest. In addition, the relief food from the court was also distributed to every household. When the widow saw that the family was peaceful, she went I forgot the promise I made to my daughter at the beginning."

"No, the house started to make noise again. This time it was more violent than last time. In broad daylight, the girl was standing in front of the bed where my brother slept."

"She rummaged through boxes and cupboards at home in the middle of the night, and threw tea bowls, because she dug her ankle and died of pain. No, it is said that she was still limping when she showed up, and she always liked to touch her brother's ankle at night... "

Several village elders fought a cold war at the same time.

Yang Huazhong subconsciously lifted the quilt covering his lap.

Yang Huaming even hugged his arms tightly, feeling the hairs on his arms stand up, and his ankles under the chair were cold...

"Father, what you've said all the time is a little scary!" Yang Huaming said again.

Everyone else nodded, and another village elder said, "It's like listening to a ghost story. I haven't dared to walk at night these two days."

Lao Yangtou shook his head, and said solemnly: "To you, these things are just ghost stories that go in your left ear and come out in your right ear, but if you put them on the person at that time, it's a heart-piercing pain." Ah, that sister's life is at stake!"

Everyone was at a loss for words.

Yes, even though they are siblings, who stipulated that the elder sister must use her life to pay for the ignorant younger brother?
Which is not the first time to be reincarnated as a human being?
Everyone has their own life and things to go through. Those things may be beautiful or not, but they are all things that a person should experience in his life.

Why should I give you the opportunity to fulfill you?
Well, since the love between sister and brother has helped you, as a survivor and family member, should you do something for the deceased within the scope of your ability to make up for it?

Although the dead are like this, no matter how many things you do, you can't make up for it, but don't forget, what you make up is actually your own heart.

"Father, what happened next? What happened later?"

This time, the questioner was replaced by Yang Huaming from Yang Huaming.

"Did the family do anything to appease the deceased?" he asked again.

Old Yangtou sighed and nodded, "Even if the family is in trouble like that, the widow is still refusing to fulfill her promise. In the end, her only son fell ill for no reason, with a persistent high fever."

"The widow sold all the cotton and other things that season in exchange for money to treat her son's illness. The doctor invited several doctors, and took many medicines that didn't work."

"Seeing that the child will not be able to survive the end of the year, the widow is really anxious,"

"I asked Granny Mi, and I don't know what kind of tricks they set up. The child's illness gradually recovered in Kaichun, and the family gradually calmed down."

"Three years later, the mother and son moved the poor girl's grave from Jiangjiapo to the present place, and prepared a coffin and a few sets of clothes for the burial."

"After another three or five years, one spring, the widow and several women from the same village went to the mountains to collect wild mushrooms and met a group of monkeys."

"No one else dares to provoke monkeys, but she insisted on teasing monkeys with pine cones, but she was hit in the head by a group of monkeys throwing stones, right here..."

Old Yang pointed to his own temple.

"He was out of breath before he was carried back to the village!"

hiss……

Everyone in the room took a deep breath again, and was beaten to death by the monkey, which is really unlucky!

"The younger brother himself is the only one left in the family. He is already eleven or twelve years old. He managed to survive until he was fifteen or sixteen with the help of his neighbors. Fortunately, he did not go to the fields to work crops to support himself. That family went out to find a job, and became a door-to-door son-in-law in a foreign country."

"The baby was born with the woman's surname, and his family basically lost incense in his generation, and he only came back to pay respects to the graves of his parents and sister every three to five years."

"I met him once a year, and I said a few words, and he sighed again and again when he talked about what happened back then, and sighed that his sister shouldn't have saved him back then. The previous generation also broke the incense, and it was useless to get a good sister."

"I haven't seen him since. He is seven or eight years younger than me. If he is still alive, he will be two or three years older than you."

Lao Yang pointed to the five village elders in front of him.

Maybe he has already passed away, after all, people who can live to this age, no matter whether they are in the town or the countryside, are rare.

(End of this chapter)