The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Li Feng's advice did play a certain role after all.

At least, the stupid Sha Zhu didn't do anything extreme in the yard.

"No, why go and collect the ashes? Let her family members go and collect them. It's none of my business. She's not my sister~!"

When the neighborhood committee came to inform her aunt, Qin Jingru showed no emotion and hurriedly drove the person out of the house as if she were driving away the plague god.

No family wants to be involved in such a thing. Qin Jingru, who is so timid and cowardly, dares not bring her sister's ashes back after being reminded by her parents and husband.

Even her own parents didn’t dare to go to the crematorium to pick her up, but she dared to go?
"Oh, it's no good leaving it with her forever. The crematorium has informed us that you are her only relative in the city..."

"They can do whatever they want with it. If it doesn't work, just dump it down the drain. Don't blame me. I don't have any relatives like that!"

Qin Jingru, who was blocking the door with her hands on her waist, rolled her eyes and waved her arms impatiently, not caring about her face or her reputation.

She is just a person without manners. If she goes to collect the ashes and bury them, what if she thinks the Ma family is spies? No one can explain it to her. It will be a failure anyway.

"Anyway, the notice has arrived. Don't go back and ask them for it later..."

The aunt from the neighborhood committee also knew that this matter was not easy to handle. The spies were hated by people and few wanted to be associated with them even if they turned into ashes. So she just informed the relatives and got their attitude, and the crematorium would naturally have follow-up measures.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't ask them for it. Also, I have already drawn a clear line between myself and her family. I am now a member of the Ma family, so don't come to me for matters concerning the Qin family in the future, bang~!"

Qin Jingru closed the door heavily and looked through the gap in the curtains. She saw the aunt from the neighborhood committee sigh and leave, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked back to the table, turned the teacup over, poured a glass of boiled water, and drank it down in gulps.

Qin Jingru, who was timid and cowardly, put her hands together, closed her eyes, and bowed around, looking mysterious.

"Sister, don't blame me, and don't come looking for me. Although we grew up together, but who dares to get involved in your affairs now? Even I don't dare~!"

"Return to dust as soon as possible, reincarnate into a good family. I'm timid, so don't try to scare me. Amitabha, Amitabha~!"

Maybe it was the only remaining guilt in her heart. After all, she was her cousin. It was against the law to be shot for making a mistake. But it was too embarrassing for her not to even deal with her cousin's ashes.

After worshiping all the gods and Buddhas, Qin Jingru felt a little better. Otherwise, she always felt uneasy during the first seven days of her death, for she was afraid that her sister would stand by her bed in her dreams.

She didn't dare to deal with it, but someone in the Intermediate Court did.

Sha Zhu, who was a little late for work, had already let go of his obsession with Sister Qin after Li Feng's kind words of persuasion. When he heard the quarrel behind them, he was still somewhat sad.

Not to mention the smashing of pots and banners, Qin Huairu's end was that there wasn't even a body to be collected.

"Aunt Gao, can I go take her place? We're neighbors. When her husband died, I was the one who buried him. I know the location~!"

Even though his love for Sister Qin gradually faded, He Yuzhu still couldn't muster any hatred towards her. The main reason might be that Sister Qin's previous life was somewhat miserable.

"You bastard, Zhuzi, they don't have anyone at home, why bother yourself with that? Forget it, if you want to get one, just go ahead and get one. It's in the East Suburbs, just give your name. You're committing a sin...!"

Shaking her head, the neighborhood auntie left in a hurry. Anyway, as long as someone paid the cremation fee, it was done.

East Suburbs Funeral Home.

When Shazhu arrived, he found out that he had to pay for cremation, which was different from previous years.

At that time, Jia Dongxu would directly pull the body back to the village, dig a hole and bury it. There was no cremation fee or box fee at all.

He scratched his head and remembered that it was Aunt Yi who handled the funeral of the deaf old lady. When Aunt Yi died of illness, he didn't care and it was Li Feng who handled it.

After all the trouble, he couldn't help the two old people at all. Instead, he was the one who had to take care of the Jia family and Dongxu couple.

The midday sun was somewhat dazzling. He Yuzhu came out of the crematorium, holding a small wooden box in his hand. Facing strange looks, he hurried out of the crematorium.

"Although we are not destined to be together, and you have used me, but I am a person who will finish what I start. I will bury you next to Dongxu, and I have to start my own life~!"

Holding the urn, Dazhuzi, with an expressionless face, got on the bus. He had only been to the cemetery where Dongxu was buried once, so his memory of it was a little vague.

When he arrived in the village, he found that things were not that simple.

When the villagers learned that the urn contained the ashes of Jia Dongxu's lover Qin Huairu and was going to be buried in the Jia family's ancestral tomb, they were not happy.

Not to mention her repeated remarriages, just the identity of a spy was hard to accept. He Yuzhu realized at this moment that he had underestimated how much importance the rural areas attached to such matters.

The villagers who had already started working, carrying hoes, shovels, and sickles, stared at him with eager eyes, and they all felt a little amused. He Yuzhu wiped the mud off his palms, and faced with the fierce opposition of the villagers, he couldn't explain himself for a while.

"Dongxu is a member of the Jia family, so he should be buried in the ancestral tomb. Qin Huairu remarried, so logically, she is no longer the daughter-in-law of the Jia family. You just come here and want to bury him without even saying hello~!"

"That's right. You want to be a spy and still want to be buried here? Don't even think about it. Who are you? It's not your family's Feng Shui that's ruined, is it~!"

Some people tried to reason, while others started to curse like a shrew. Sha Zhu, who had always lived in the city, could not stand such a scene. Faced with the relatives of the Jia family, both near and far, who tried to stop him, he was at a loss what to do.

There is no doubt that if he went to the Qin family, he would face the same result, otherwise Qin Jingru would not hide so far away. In comparison, He Yuzhu didn't know where the Qin family's ancestral tomb was.

"I was the one who helped bury Dongxu at that time. We are neighbors in the same courtyard. You are all Jia Dongxu's elders and relatives. You have left Jia Dongxu with descendants. You don't want him to be alone down there, right~!"

Faced with the villagers who were pushing and shoving and were about to start a fight at any time, He Yuzhu bowed his hands. There were many people on the other side, so he could only reason with them. At this moment, his temper was restrained.

"That won't work either. If you want to bury him, go bury him in your own grave. Even if Dongxu is single, you can't let the female spy bury him here~!"

"You are just a neighbor, how can you represent the Jia family? Neither you nor she is welcome here. Take them and leave quickly~!"

"Get out! If you don't get out, I'll bury you in there too~!"

"Ouch~!"

He Yuzhu gritted his teeth, hugged the urn awkwardly, and pretended to leave, but was pushed by the Jia family. He staggered a few steps and fell directly on Jia Dongxu's grave. The lid of the box fell off instantly, and the contents spilled onto the grave.

Now everyone was dumbfounded. He Yuzhu patted the "Sister Qin" who fell on him, looked at the person who pushed him just now with a speechless face, and spread his hands.

"Why did you push me? You saw I was going to leave. Why did he push me?"

He Yuzhu pointed at the person who had pushed him just now, and immediately turned the tables on him, and even threw away the urn.

The scattered dust fell on the side of the grave, and there were some charred bones mixed with the grave. Shazhu was not stupid today. Falling here was better than falling somewhere else. At least it allowed the couple to be reunited.

The matter was done, and although the body was not buried, it was placed in the Jia family's ancestral tomb in another way. The villagers were dumbfounded, and faced with such a hooligan act, they were all furious.

"If you don't ask him to pack it up and put it back in the box, I will take it away immediately, without any hesitation~!"

He Yuzhu, who was acting like a hooligan, grabbed the villager wearing a straw hat who had pushed him just now and insisted on having him deal with him.

But this thing is unlucky, no one is willing to do it, and the two of them almost fought on the spot.

Finally, the two sides were arguing and it ended up at the brigade headquarters.

It was here that He Yuzhu saw...

"Uncle Zhuzi, please take me back. Xiaodang doesn't want to be here. I miss home, my mother, and my brother~!"

Faced with the only familiar person who appeared in the unfamiliar environment, Jia Dang seemed to have found a life-saving straw. He hugged He Yuzhu's thigh and began to cry loudly.

At first, Sha Zhu didn't recognize him. After all, the last time Qin Huairu brought the child back to the courtyard, he was wearing new clothes and new shoes, and was dressed very fancy. This time when Xiaodang returned to the village, he looked completely different.

His hair was sticky and looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time, probably because he had lice. His once clean face was now covered with mud and grass ash. Not to mention new clothes, what he was wearing was even worse than when the Jia family was at their poorest. His feet were even bare.

He Yuzhu's heart twitched violently, looking at the Jia family's house being torn down and even the children being sent from heaven to the underworld, he felt as if his heart was blocked.

"Little spy~!"

"Little spy~!"

Children of similar age circled around Xiaodang, who was hugging her thighs, and ridiculed the princess who had just returned from the city.

"I'm not, I'm not, Uncle Zhuzi, please take me back to the city. Xiaodang, be obedient, I will definitely be obedient~!"

"Where's your sister~!"

They were taken to the old house of the Jia family. The two children now live here. Jia Zhang was brought back to the village last time and lived here for a while.

Four-year-old Huaihua sat on the kang, sucking her fingers and looking around helplessly, not knowing what changes had taken place in her life.

"If Guang takes you away, what about your sister?"

"Sister, Uncle Zhuzi, I don't want a sister anymore, just take Xiaodang away. Xiaodang eats less, but he can still work~!" (End of this chapter)