the longest dream

Chapter 430 Auntie, We Are Much Better Than Them!

"Come here, the convoy has entered the village!"

At the intersection of Jiefang Village, I saw a group of ten cars approaching from a distance, and the reporter rode on the [-]th bar and pedaled fiercely towards Zhang's house, and shouted loudly when he reached the door.

The funeral was held in Jiefang Village. After all, they were from Jiefang Village, so there was no reason to go to Bayi Village to do funerals.

But basically all the old and young men in Bayi Village came, and the whole village almost pointed to the Zhang family for dinner. How could the Zhang family not come to help with the funeral affairs?

Not to mention the people in Jiefang Village. In order to compete for the Zhang family's Longxing land, people from the two villages often quarreled outside, and there were several hands-on incidents.

Thousands of people filled the Zhang family's low house with water...

The gate has long been hung with white cloth, and people who come in and out usually tie a white cloth strip around their waists.

Although there is no relative, but at this time, it can also express a close relationship.

"Get out of the way, out of the way!"

"Don't squeeze in the middle of the road, how will the convoy pass?"

The steward's roar was almost smoky, but it turned out that his efforts were in vain.

Because in that convoy, the first two cars saw this situation, stopped the car and put a red and blue light on the roof. Although they didn't turn on the siren, they flashed a way.

Sun Mantang, Sun Yuantang, Sun Fusheng and others came out, as did the head of Jiefang Village and Tie Zhu, telling people from the two villages to disperse.

After the convoy stopped at the gate of Zhangjiayuan, Zhang Qing and his party got out of the car.

Seeing the courtyard wall that was only waist-high to an adult, and the mud house where the roof could be touched by raising one's hand, Li Zijun and his party were stunned, and Qiao Yue was even more dazed.

This is actually the place where Zhang Qing grew up...

"Uncle, Uncle, Brother Tiezhu..."

After Zhang Qing greeted them one by one, he briefly introduced Li Zijun and others, and said, "These are my friends."

Although Sun Mantang and others thought these young people were good, they couldn't think of their backgrounds.

He looked at Zhang Qing with a serious face, took a set of filial piety clothes from Sun Fusheng, and said in a low voice: "Qingzi, death is like a lamp going out, so I don't want to talk about the past. After all, it is your second uncle and third uncle." For your father's sake..." He lowered his voice a little more, and said, "Your father's fever hasn't gone away yet, if you don't let go, I'm afraid it will cause trouble, Qingzi, forget it."

Zhang Qing nodded, did not speak, and took the filial obedience.

Li Zijun said: "Uncle, bring us a white rope. We are brothers and sisters with Qingzi. If there is no old man in the family, we will wear filial piety like him today."

Zhang Qing said: "Zijun, don't you need it?"

Li Zijun insisted: "One heart."

Qu Qing patted Zhang Qing on the shoulder and said, "Stop rambling, hurry up. Take us to meet your parents when we're done."

Zhang Qing nodded to Sun Mantang, and soon someone came to bring a lot of white cloth strips.

As a result, not only Li Zijun and his party, but even Li Tie and other security guards came up to hang up.

The eight people in the two cars with the police lights on at the end actually all wore one as a show of respect.

Sun Yuantang hurriedly asked people to greet Yan, while Zhang Qing entered the yard with his friends.

There was a mourning shed in the courtyard, and four black coffins were parked under it. To young people, it seemed a bit shocking.

The red coffin represents the death without a disease, and generally only the elderly over fifty years old can use it.

For the rest, use more black...

The people inside also heard the movement, the door opened, and Zhang Qing saw Sun Yuehe helping Zhang Guozhong out, most of the Sun family members were there.

Next to Zhang Guozhong, there were four children in filial piety.

Zhang Liang, Zhang Yuan, Zhang Wen, Zhang Wu.

Zhang Guozhong's face was very bad. The moment he saw his son, his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He said to the children around him: "Go, on behalf of your parents, give your elder brother a salute. One yard belongs to one." No, I have taken care of your parents all these years, and made your brother suffer a lot. Those two... don't look like uncles either. Go and apologize to your brother. "

Zhang Liang and Zhang Yuan are both sensible and understand why Zhang Guozhong said this.

In the past two years, they have heard countless jokes in the village. They joked that their family was blind, white-eyed, and wolf-hearted, and then they were punished.

No matter how you look at it, it's their family's fault.

If it weren't for this, their family would be able to live in heaven.

They have imagined countless times that their parents have never done anything ungrateful, and they have also imagined countless times that the uncle's family can forgive them, and this cousin who is praised to the sky can recognize them again...

Unfortunately, there has been no if.

What's more, I didn't expect that the day when the "if" appeared, it would be like this.

And what their uncle is doing now is to arrange this "if"...

Zhang Liang and Zhang Yuan took their younger brothers, walked forward a few steps, knelt down and cried, "Brother, my family is sorry for you!"

Zhang Wen and Zhang Wu were still young, and now they were also crying.

Seeing that Zhang Qing didn't speak, Sun Yuehe was very anxious, and hurried forward and said: "Qingzi, forget it, everyone is gone!" Then she said anxiously in a low voice: "If you don't miss others, just look at your father, it's almost burnt!"

Sun Mantang also persuaded from behind: "Qingzi, don't think about others, let your father's fever go away first!"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "You guys think too much, I'm not so stingy. I was thinking, send them to Pingjing to go to school, are they used to it or not?"

If you want to vent your anger, it's really not enough. You can't blame the children for the adult's affairs.

But if you want to say that you are as close as a close relative, that is really impossible.

The only blood relative of the same generation that he can love with all his heart and soul in this world is Zhang Lan, the younger sister who wants to sell blood for him to study.

In his family trust, Zhang Lan's share is even higher than Qi Juan's, with a monthly dividend of [-] US dollars.

It's just that this account will not be given to her until after she graduates from college.

But even so, sending the four younger ones to study in Pingjing still shocked the people around.

Sun Yuehe complained with pantothenic acid: "Yangyang is still going to school in the county."

Yang Yang is the grandson of Sun Mantang, the eldest grandson of the eldest son of the Sun family.

Sun Mantang frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about..." Zhang Qing asked his family to go to Pingjing several times, but if they didn't go by themselves, how could they blame Zhang Qing? Zhong, did you hear that? Qingzi is going to send these four to Pingjing to go to school, to be with Lanlan. With Qingzi taking care of them, your Zhang family will definitely prosper in the future!"

Zhang Guozhong looked at his son, opened his mouth, but still didn't open his mouth. There was grief in his eyes, as well as guilt and self-blame.

Zhang Qing didn't say anything, and went forward to hug his father.

Zhang Guozhong's face twitched, and tears rolled down his face.

Behind him, Qu Qing had already chatted with Sun Yuehe: "Auntie, we are Zhang Qing's best friends. After getting the letter, we flew from Pingjing to Niaoshi to wait for him. He didn't even know we were here."

Only then did Sun Yuehe notice this group of people, and she knew that they were not ordinary people just by looking at their clothes and temperament, so she hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, thank you, I have troubled you so much!"

Qu Qing smiled and said: "It's okay! We are all good friends! Look at this, Qiao Zhongshu's precious daughter, ouch, I like Zhang Qing's favorite..."

Qiao Yue was caught off guard and blushed, and was so nervous that she could speak incoherently: "What the hell are you talking about?" Then she hurriedly smiled at Sun Yuehe and said, "Auntie, don't listen to her nonsense, Zhang Qing and I, And... Juanzi and Yanyan are good friends."

Sun Yuehe breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Well, well, we must be good friends! Otherwise, it would be impossible to come today."

Qu Qing laughed and said: "Look, Qi Juan and Zhou Yanyan didn't come, but we came, does it mean that we are much stronger than them!"

Seeing that Sun Yuehe couldn't speak anymore, Qiao Yue took her by the arm and said, "Auntie, don't bother with her! She thinks about good things all day long, and she has nothing to do with her at all!"

Li Zijun reminded Qu Qing: "For the funeral, you're almost done."

But after all her nonsense, the sad atmosphere was really ruined to pieces.

The group entered the house.

It's so small that there's not even a place to sit.

After Zhang Guozhong rested on the fire wall next to the kang, the four children snuggled up to him, looking at Zhang Qing's friends...

After Qu Qing came in, she suddenly realized: "It turned out that it was dug down a little. I said, it looks so short from the outside, and people can't stand up straight. So it was dug down inside."

Qiao Yue said helplessly: "Sister Qu, can you be quiet for a while? Is now the time to talk about this?"

Qu Qing said disapprovingly: "Look at you, thanks to the fact that you are still Qiao Lao's granddaughter, you can't even see through this. Everyone will die sooner or later, and so will you and me. Even if I die suddenly tomorrow, I can accept it. Who really can?" Immortality? On the battlefield back then, thousands of troops charged in the hail of bullets, and a stray bullet could kill a person. Those who sacrificed may not even have their names left behind. Therefore, those who are alive should live well and cherish every moment. One day. For those who have gone, let them go quietly. There is no need to torment the living for the sake of those who have gone. This is true for great people, let alone us ordinary people."

Sun Mantang said: "This is clear!" He persuaded Zhang Guozhong: "You see, we are not as clear as Qingzi's friends. Guozhong, don't worry about it anymore. Everything has a beginning and an end. You didn't do anything wrong, and you don't have the money to help anyone, it's all Qingzi's.

Those two uncles treated Qingzi like they did back then, they didn't say to help Qingzi in the forty-degree sky, watching Qingzi cutting the wheat by himself, and they wouldn't give them any saliva if they asked them, dear nephew!You still take him as a beggar's joke... You can't expect Qingzi to give each of them a golden mountain, can you?

Now for your sake, Qingzi wants to send them to Pingjing to go to school. This is a great thing.To put it bluntly, there is no such thing, you want to have today, just dream!What else can't you think about?Not enough yet! "

Zhang Guozhong nodded slowly, and sighed: "I can't think about it, I understand."

The four children lowered their heads one after another.

Several friends looked at Zhang Qing in shock, even Qu Qing was silent, Qiao Yue looked at Zhang Qing, her lips moved, she didn't know what to say...

They didn't quite understand it at first, after all, death is a big deal...

Zhang Qing didn't want to talk about it any more, and asked, "Are you ready? When will the burial be?"

Tie Zhu said: "The pit has been dug, and I'll wait for you to come back...Your family can discuss it, and the burial can be done anytime."

Those who died outside were not even allowed to enter the village, they were dragged out and buried, let alone stopped at home.

The Zhang family is different now, no one dares to speak out.

Zhang Qing asked Zhang Guozhong: "If everything is ready, let's bury it today. There are thousands of people outside, and they all follow to help. It's too much trouble for others."

Zhang Guozhong couldn't take it anymore, and discussed in a hoarse voice: "Can I do it tomorrow morning? No...the one who buried someone in the afternoon."

Seeing the pleading in her man's tone, Sun Yuehe burst into tears, and said to Zhang Qing, "Bury it tomorrow morning! I asked someone to buy sheep from your Tie Zhuda, and borrowed a few big pots to cook them. Many people They all help bake pancakes, and they all give money, so they don’t let people do it for nothing.”

Tie Zhu complained: "What did you say, give me back the money? Yuehe, if you talk like that again, I'm going to be angry."

Niu He, the village head of Jiefang Village, also said: "Yuehe, don't mention this again, the people in Jiefang Village have shame, your family is also from our village, and you need money to do some funeral things. Don't go out and meet people!"

Zhang Qing said: "Uncle Niu, Tie Zhuda, and Uncle, let the folks outside go away. I think many elderly people are also standing outside. The old wind is about to rise, and the cold will not be good. Let them all go home, and come back tomorrow to give away. Don’t boil the mutton soup, find a few young ones, send a sheep over there, let them cook and eat it at home. Buy the sheep from Brother Dongzi, don’t I don’t want the money, I’ll fetch it from the county. Is Wang Qiang here?”

Wang Qiang, Zhang Qing's high school classmate.

At this moment, he stood up from the corner and said with a smile, "I'm here."

Zhang Qing patted him on the shoulder and said: "You take care of your account. After this time, go directly to Pingjing. There are too many things there, you have to help me."

"it is good."

The path chosen back then was not wrong after all.

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(End of this chapter)