I burn big seats in the countryside

Chapter 207
Li Huimei took her mobile phone and saw that Wang Huahua sent a video in the group chat of the Jinhua sisters.

In the video, Fu Gen's son was lying motionless on the ground, with an ambulance beside him, surrounded by many people. The man who took the video said:
"Hey, whose family is this? Hey, this man is dead."

The voices in the video were noisy, and they all watched around the man.

Yunxi and his father watched the video on the phone. The man lying on the ground was motionless and did not bleed. Looking at it, he should have fainted.

Then Wang Huahua sent a voice, saying:

"Sisters, let's see if this man is the son of old man Fu Gen."

Then the sisters below fried the pot, and they all replied:

"I see, I see, hey, poor Fu Gen old man, he doesn't even have a pensioner."

"The hemp rope is broken at the thinnest part."

"Fu Gen is having a hard time these days. He finally brought up his son, and I don't know why he lost it."

Li Huimei chatted gossip with the sisters, talking about the suffering of old man Fu Gen.

The next morning, the word spread throughout the village.

Early in the morning, the people who went to milk the milk pushed around and said:

"Fu Gen's son died at the gate of the factory. I don't know if the factory will take care of it."

"Hey, he just got off work and crashed into a pillar at the gate of the field on his electric bike, and he disappeared."

"I heard that he died on the spot. At that time, the hospital went for cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but he still couldn't save him."

"This fugen is really pitiful. When I was young, my wife died when I was less than 40 years old, leaving behind two children. When the first son was just in his 20s, he rescued three victims in the swamp outside the village. The child trapped in the swamp, unfortunately he didn't come up by himself, he was trapped in the swamp and died, and when he was pulled out of the ground, his body was stiff."

"Hey, those three kids belonged to a family. He saved the family's kids by himself, and put his own life in it. Later, the family ran away overnight without even saying a word. What a shame."

"Fu Gen is also an honest man, and he didn't call the police. He pushed his son back with a flatbed cart by himself."

"That's all in the past, don't talk about it, he is such a poor man."

"It's pitiful. Now that he's old, he has to attend to the funeral for his youngest son. Both children are gone. How can he resist?"

"I heard he's back."

"Hey, I'll go back and clean up later, and I'll help out."

"I'll go too. I'll send the milk back first, and call my old man to see what I can do."

At Yunxi's house, I heard a knock on the door.

Li Huimei looked at the gate of the yard, and there was old man Fu Gen standing there, so she knew that he was looking for his daughter to burn the banquet. The news of his son's death last night had spread.

Li Huimei came out of the yard and said:

"Uncle Gen, come in."

Li Huimei walked towards the door while talking.

Fu Gen stood still and said:
"No, I'm here to find Yunxi."

Yunxi also went out with his mother, looking at Fugen at the door, his old face was full of wrinkles, his back was curled up, his cheeks were so thin that only his bones were left standing there, he felt the wind blow hard , the old man in front of him can be blown down.

It may be that he was too sad and had no physical strength. He still held a crutch in his hand to support himself to stand. At this time, Fu Gen couldn't fall down.

In the village, my parents are called uncles, and the children are called fathers.

Yunxi walked over, looked at Fu Gen and said:

"Grandpa, tell me."

Fu Gen felt that it took a lot of energy to speak, so he leaned against the door and said slowly:
"Yunxi, I want to invite you to burn the banquet."

After a pause, he said:

"It's like cooking a big feast for the Guilan man at that time. Let people give him more. When he was alive, he didn't have a good day. When he is leaving, I have to let my son go. At least I will be a human being."

The more Fu Gen spoke, the more excited he became:
"When we were alive, our father and I were alone as companions. When we leave now, we will have more people to see him off. I have to make the child feel at ease when he leaves."

Fu Gen was choking and talking, tears kept flowing, and he kept sucking his nose, wiping his tears with his sleeve, crying very painfully.

Li Huimei next to her had red eyes and tears.

Fu Gen remembered that he and his son had lived on each other for so long, they were together, although they were poor, they were accompanied by their son.

Speaking of this now, the tears kept flowing, and then he will live alone, and he will call his son in the future, and no one will answer him again. The only family that depends on each other is like this, without saying a word Stay and go.

There was only one son left, and he left in a hurry.

When Fu Gen said this, Yunxi also understood that the old man wanted to send his son away in a good way, and asked everyone to help him send his son away, and the fact that there were more funeral directors meant that the deceased had a good relationship in life.

Yunxi answered Fu Gen's words and said:
"Well, okay, I'll go over in a while and buy some vegetables by the way."

Yunxi knew that Fu Gen was the only one left now, and he didn't have any relatives, and he didn't know who was arranged to be the manager of the daily affairs. Someone had to be responsible for such chores as grocery shopping, and Fu Gen was in his 70s. How can a person be so busy.

Fugen said:

"Well, when I came here, I met a lot of people on the road. I told them to invite you to cook the banquet. Everyone in the village said to help out. Yin Ping is in charge of buying vegetables and renting pots and utensils."

"Well, okay, I'll go back with you and discuss shopping with Uncle Yin Ping."

Fu Gen is also well-known as a kind person in the village. He lost his son in old age, which makes people feel sad. Everyone wants to help him, and he has no relatives to rely on.

The neighbors were the first to go to the house to help, cleaning the yard and building the mourning hall.

When Yunxi arrived at Fu Gen's house, the mourning hall in the yard had already been set up, and the mourning team was playing, and the whole atmosphere was very depressing.

Yunxi didn't even look at the mourning hall, she always couldn't bear it, life is right to say that it is tenacious, but when it is fragile, it makes people have no defense at all.

Although the furniture in Fu Gen's house is very old, it is very clean and tidy. The floor of the house is laid with gray bricks, and it is very clean.

After Yunxi entered the yard, Yin Ping saw Yunxi and said:

"Yunxi, come here. Uncle Gen just said that I should order the dishes for the cooking banquet. Let's order the dishes and I'll go buy them."

The money for buying vegetables in Yin Ping's hands was given by Fu Gen, and it was not a lot, so Yin Ping had to discuss with Yunxi when choosing vegetables.

"Hmm, when is the main seat?"

Yunxi asked.

Yin Ping smoked a cigarette and said:

"I heard from Uncle Gen that he will be buried before eight o'clock tomorrow morning. The old man doesn't want to stay at home for a long time, and he feels uncomfortable."

Yunxi was also surprised, why it was so early, usually three days, or longer, and six days, the deceased stayed at home for at least two nights before being buried.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Fu Gen would let his son stay at home for a day. Uncle Fu Gen should have his own ideas.

Yunxi said:

"Oh, let's order the dishes first."

"This dish, I have to discuss it with you. Uncle Gen has never hosted any banquets. The money may be a little tight."

When Yin Ping said this, Yunxi instantly understood.

According to the current number of tables, after ordering the dishes, Yin Ping went shopping.

Fu Gen was not at home, so he went to find someone to help.

Uncle Fu Gen took a lot of cigarettes and the hard-earned money in a white envelope. He hoped that everyone could help him bury his son with dignity. The helper he was looking for was the coffin bearer.

Yunxi was in the yard, seeing that there were only two aunts helping the cook, and they were also the aunts next door, who offered to help.

Yunxi is in the kitchen, preparing the gas stove and things that will be used for a while, so that the meat can be put into the pot after buying the meat later.

The two aunts had never worked as a kitchen assistant before, so they couldn't find a head. Under Yunxi's arrangement, the two aunts were also good at work, scrubbing the furniture, and setting the vegetable table quickly.

While working, the two aunts were busy in the kitchen, and there were other helpers in the yard, they all got together and chatted:

"I heard that Uncle Fu Gen's son died of a sudden myocardial infarction."

"how do you know."

"After the hospital checked, they said it was a heart attack."

"This morning, the leader of his son's farm came to the house to express condolences and gave him [-] burial expenses."

"Only [-]? There are no people in the factory, so just [-] to send Uncle Fu Gen?"

"People said that he fell out of the factory area, and it has nothing to do with the factory. The [-] yuan was given by the leader of the factory because he knew that his family conditions were not good."

"If it were me, I would definitely go to them. I just want to send the [-] yuan. There is no way."

"What can I do, Uncle Fu Gen is alone, and he is old, what's the use of so much money, and his son is gone, what can money do?"

"Aren't you stupid? If you have money, Uncle Fu Gen can take good care of you, even if you go to a nursing home."

"Don't quarrel, you two, listen to what others say."

"I heard that in the morning, our village chief asked the people in the brigade to collect five thousand. When he came to give it, Uncle Fu Gen didn't want it, saying that the factory gave him one hundred thousand for the funeral."

"The village head took the money?"

"Well, that's not it."

"Hey, really, if Uncle Fu Gen doesn't want it, they won't give it? Did they give it sincerely, or was it just to save face from the beginning?"

"Say a few words less, don't be overheard."

"Hey, it's really uncomfortable to do this funeral. This is the first person in our village to die at such a young age."

"How will Uncle Fu Gen live in the future? It's really sad that there is only this one son left."

(End of this chapter)