Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9267
Xiao Mo also responded to Yang Huaming with a serious face, "Don't worry, Fourth Uncle, I will never make fun of everyone's lives."

"If you don't believe me, Fourth Uncle, please read!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Mo came back to the coffin, folded his hands together and slightly bent down to bow to Yang Hualin in the coffin.

"Second Uncle Yang, I offended you!"

Xiao Mo stretched out both hands, directly removed Yang Hualin's folded hands in front of him, and grabbed one in his hand.

Then, he grabbed one of the longest black nails and broke it off hard.

"Crack!"

It was as if a dead branch had been peeled off from the tree, and it fell off with a crisp sound. The nails were pinched by a small grinder, and Yang Hualin's finger was already bald.

The people next to him gasped.

If such an act of directly breaking off the nail cover happened to any living person present, it would cause heart-piercing pain and cold sweat, and the fingers would be bloody.

However, what about Yang Hualin?

No reaction at all!
Apart from the baldness of the finger, there was a piece of crescent tooth left, and there was no sign of bloodshot.

And for those teeth that haven't been cleaned, the big guy can guess without thinking too much, and new nails will definitely grow back!

That would be horrific, and it's creepy to think about.

"Have you seen it? When the day comes, no matter what we do to Second Uncle Yang, he won't react at all." Xiao Mo put Yang Hualin's hand back in its original place, and turned around to tell everyone.

"However, if it is opened like this, it will be hard to tell after nightfall." Xiao Mo said again.

"So, third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, if you insist on moving the grave of Second Uncle Yang, then we must hurry up, we must take advantage of the daytime, if we don't move, we must burn the body now to avoid future troubles!" Xiao Mo said again.

The three Yang Huazhong brothers exchanged glances, and Yang Huazhou said, "Third Brother, make up your mind!"

Yang Huaming nodded.

Yang Huazhong then said to Xiao Mo: "It must be moved, otherwise the old man can't explain it!"

"It's just Xiaomo, my second brother looks like this... It's definitely not possible to move over like this."

"If it is burned to ashes and moved there, it's not appropriate. Can you help me think of a way?"

It's no wonder that Yang Huazhong has these scruples, the word "destroying bones and raising ashes" is very taboo!
Unless it was like Yang Hualin's original partner Yang, whose body had to be burned and a tomb erected because of the plague.

Otherwise, under all other circumstances, they must be buried!

Xiao Mo pondered for a moment, then said: "If it's not set on fire, there is a way, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."

"What's the solution? Let's hear it!" Yang Huazhong said.

Xiao Mo was still a little hesitant.

Yang Huaming and the others have already stamped their feet and urged: "What time is this, Xiaomo, if you are a man, stop moaning! Tell me quickly!"

Xiao Mo turned around and pointed to the intact body of Yang Hualin in the coffin: "Slash with a knife and axe, remove the flesh, and then I'll pick up the bones and take them away for burial!"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard Xiao Mo's idea.

In front of my eyes, there is already a sense of picture.

That feeling... I dare not think about it!
Even the pig butcher Xiaojie's father thought of that scene, his whole body was shining and his calves were trembling.

"Can't you? This is my father!" Yang Yongbai came back to his senses and said tremblingly.

Yang Huaming gave him a cold look: "If you can come up with a better way, then it's up to you!"

Yang Yongbai was dumb.

Xiao Mo went on to say: "If we don't move the grave, since Second Uncle Yang has been dug out today and let him see the light of day again, then we still can't keep his body, it will be a big disaster!"

Lao Yang's family understood what Xiaomo meant, and they either burned it to a handful of ashes, or chopped it up, leaving the bones to be reburied.

Choose one, there is no third option.

"Xiao Mo, I want to ask you a question." Yang Huazhong thought about it before opening his mouth again.

"Third uncle, you ask."

"Well, if we do the chopping, won't it take a while? That will delay the time to move the grave, won't it be bad?"

"Third brother, third brother, our second brother has become so inhuman and ghostly, why are we still so stubbornly guarding that time?"

As soon as Yang Huazhong finished speaking, Yang Huaming robbed him of the words.

Yang Huaming had learned earlier that the sun was rising in broad daylight, and the second brother's body would not jump out, so he became more courageous.

When he was talking, he even dared to pat the coffin, and then said loudly: "When is it good? It's all like this. Is there anything worse than this? Chop it, chop it, so as not to become a climate scourge!"

Yang Huazhong was still perplexed.

He turned around again to seek Blacksmith Luo's opinion.

Blacksmith Luo and Changgen Da Niu Wang Hongtao also nodded, and Changgen said: "Although this method is a bit cruel and bloody, for the sake of our parents and fellow villagers, we really cannot soften our hearts."

Daniu also said with a pale face, "Second Brother Yang was a human being before he was alive, so there is nothing to say, but now this corpse has changed, so it is different from us."

Wang Hongtao also pondered for a while and said: "Third brother, let's make a decision, this matter should be settled as it should be."

Blacksmith Luo said: "When the old man got the tattoo, we all said it. We all have this opinion. The old man is sensible and won't blame you guys for making such a decision!"

With their understanding and support, Yang Huazhong looked at Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongbai again.

Yang Yongjin said: "Uncle San, we discussed it with Yongbai. The matter has come to this, and it has to be like this. Please make a decision on our behalf!"

Yang Yongbai was supported by Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing from left to right. He was haggard and sad, but his eyes were firm.

"Third uncle, for the safety of the descendants of our old Yang family, I also agree to chop it up. I believe that my father has a spirit in the sky, and I also hope that I can go to reincarnation cleanly. I don't want to die and leave a disaster in my life." Be cast aside by the world!"

At this point, Yang Huazhong got everyone's support. He turned around and nodded heavily to Xiao Mona: "Okay, then chop it up!"

The big guys came to the mountains to move graves today, and they brought not only shovels and hoes, but also hatchets, axes, saws and other tools.

As for why you bring these things?

On the one hand, it is for use when encountering wild animals in the mountains.

On the other hand, it is also considered that in case the coffin gets stuck or something, there must be tools at hand to break it open.

Unexpectedly, the coffin did not need to be broken open, but these tools were used to deal with Yang Hualin...

Things in the world, it's true that plans can't keep up with changes.

Under Xiao Mo's arrangement, everyone worked together to lift Yang Hualin out of the coffin and put him in an open space beside him.

At this time, a round of fiery red sun had risen slowly from the eastern sky, and the sun shone down, shining on this empty ground.

"I'll chop it up." Xiao Mo said.

"If you are related by blood, you should avoid them!" Xiao Mo reminded, sweeping his gaze across the crowd.

(End of this chapter)