1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 380 The girl took the initiative to wear mourning clothes
"Oh no, Sister Gui's body suddenly got better, why did her brain become damaged?"

Several villagers who gathered around sighed and shook their heads.

"You don't know, his father is really coming back, and this time he wants to take me to the sea with him!" Deng's mother seemed to be revealing a secret, and then turned to look at Ah Cai, "Ah Cai, you are my only son. I am going to the sea with your father, you have to live a good life..."

Liang Ziqiang's heart skipped a beat again. Deng Zhaocai obviously had an older brother and sister-in-law, but they had never paid any attention to Deng's mother. But when the old lady said this, it turned out that she only had Deng Zhaocai...

Deng Zhaocai was completely panicked, and was in a panic: "Mom, what happened to you today? Don't scare me!"

The light in Deng's mother's eyes seemed less focused. She glanced at the two little kids running on the beach road and sighed:
"It's a pity that I haven't seen you get married and have children. Our family is poor, and all our money has been squandered by my illness. No girl would be willing to marry into such a family... This is the only thing that makes your father and I unwilling to leave this journey..."

As she spoke of this, Deng's mother was already panting, and the redness on her face gradually faded, no longer as radiant as when she was picking up seaweed just now.

"Mom, stop talking. I'll take you to the county hospital!"

At this point, Deng Zhaocai's voice trembled, and Liang Ziqiang was anxious to go with him to help his mother. The villagers nearby were all anxious.

Yan Zi, who was squatting in front of him, had already noticed something was wrong and was wiping her tears with the back of her hand.

"It's no use. I was probably just experiencing a last burst of energy!" Someone in the crowd understood a little and blurted out.

Liang Ziqiang also understood that what the man said had unfortunately come true.

When Yan Zi heard people say the words "last flicker of life", she finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore and began to whimper, with her shoulders shaking from crying.

Mother Deng refused to go to the hospital, but she reluctantly put her arm around Yan Zi's shoulders and asked feebly:
"Yanzi, why are you crying? It's a pity that I don't have the blessing to be with you for only ten days. You are such a good girl, so good that even my Ah Cai is not worthy of you..."

Mother Deng's tone was full of regret, and her whole body swayed, like a candle that was about to go out.

"That's not true," Yan Zi couldn't stand it any longer and said in a trembling voice, "Acai is worthy of me. If I want to marry, I will only marry him. I have thought so for a long time!"

"Do you really think so?" A wave of unbelievable joy shook her last bit of strength, "Have you been planning to spend your whole life with a blockhead like my son?!"

"Yes!" Yan Zi nodded while sobbing, "I will follow him wherever he goes. No matter what happens, I will not let him go!"

When Deng Zhaocai heard this, he felt as if he was struck by spring thunder. Sadness and joy filled his heart at this moment, as if his strong body was almost bursting with sadness and joy.

Liang Ziqiang was also deeply shocked. He knew Yan Zi had feelings for Ah Cai, but he didn't expect that this girl had deep feelings for Ah Cai, far beyond his imagination.

Beside them, Chen Xiangbei and Liang's mother couldn't stand it anymore and wiped their tears with their sleeves. Lizhi also followed suit and sniffled.

"Your words make me feel relieved." Deng's mother looked relieved as never before. "I'll go tell Ashan (note: Acai's father's name) that Acai has found a great wife. Ashan is coming by boat, I'll go and tell him right away..."

A gust of wind blew by, taking away everything that Deng's mother was going to say next; her skinny hand that was on Yan Zi's arm also slipped down.

A particularly large cloud floated across the sky. Following the direction of the cloud, Liang Ziqiang looked toward the sea ahead.

Between the sea and the sky, the waves rose by one centimeter. Suddenly, a small boat appeared on the empty sea surface, a pitch-black, old wooden boat.

The boat floated up and down, and when Liang Ziqiang rubbed his eyelids, the boat disappeared and the sea surface was still as clean as if it had been licked.

Various sounds were heard at the scene, including Deng Zhaocai’s wailing, Yan Zi’s sobbing, and villagers shouting “Gui Sao”.

Liang Ziqiang quickly raised his hand to hold Ah Cai's shoulder. This usually strong and rough man swayed back and forth because of crying, giving people the illusion that the "husband-waiting stone" that was as tall as a person was tottering.

Li Liang also ran over from a distance to comfort Deng Zhaocai. A villager said, "Don't be sad, Acai, go and inform your brother and sister-in-law, or I can help you run and call them?"

"No need to shout," Deng Zhaocai lifted his head out of his palm, "Let them come if they want!"

Deng Zhaocai carried his mother on his back and walked home, just like he had carried her to the hospital many times before, and Yan Zi followed closely behind.

"I won't be going out to sea these two days. I may have to help Acai with some things." Liang Ziqiang said hello to his wife, and walked towards Deng Zhaocai's house with Li Liang.

I had only walked a dozen steps towards the beach when a burst of firecrackers sounded from the direction of the village towards the beach.

"What happened? Who's suddenly setting off firecrackers?" someone asked.

"Oh, it seems that Lin Baixian's wife gave birth to a baby girl. I just came from his house!" another villager who was coming towards them replied.

Did Lin Baixian's wife Jiang Xiuting give birth? Liang Ziqiang suddenly realized.

Yes, it has been more than three months. Two months ago, Li Liang and Yuan Xiaomei gave birth to a boy, and now Jiang Xiuting has also given birth.

It was just a coincidence. On the same day, in the same small fishing village, a village woman who had endured a lifetime of hardship died, and a little girl was born into the world...

There was no sailing for the next three days. Liang Ziqiang and Li Liang helped Deng Zhaocai to take care of Deng's mother's funeral. Although Lin Baixian was very busy because his daughter had just been born, he also took time to come and help with some things.

For several days, Deng Zhaocai was like a pickled fish. He no longer cried as much as he did at the beach, but he was numb. Even if Liang Ziqiang called him, he had to call him twice before he came back to his senses with a cry of "Ah".

Kneeling on the ground with Deng Zhaocai was another slender but tall figure. Yan Zi had black hair, which was covered by the white cloth on her head, with a few strands showing. Her long hair was plain white, with a clear distinction between black and white.

She no longer sobbed like she did that day at the beach, but she knelt down next to Ah Cai and bowed her head towards the coffin again and again.

She knocked without any hesitation, and even when the villagers' astonished eyes were focused on her, she did not change her determination at all.

"They haven't even gotten married yet..." a villager muttered, but held back on saying the rest.

Liang Ziqiang heard it and naturally understood what the villagers wanted to say.

She did not wear the bright red wedding dress, but instead put on the snow-white mourning dress, thus confirming her identity as the daughter-in-law of the Deng family.

This is probably unprecedented in the entire Pomfret Village. It has never happened before.

However, even if an ordinary woman wore a bright red wedding dress, she couldn't be as beautiful as she was with a white cloth on her head...

The crying did not stop. Deng Zhaocai's brother and sister-in-law also came, and both of them were good at crying.

Deng Zhaocai's sister-in-law was especially crying and snotting. She even slapped the coffin lid several times and cried so hard that it seemed like she was going to pass out in the next second and follow in her mother-in-law's footsteps...

On the day of the funeral, my sister-in-law cried to the utmost. The road leading to the mountains was filled with the ups and downs of her voice. The birds returning in spring had to stop singing to try to learn from her.

Unfortunately, no matter how excitedly she cried, the villagers' attention was not attracted much.

All eyes were directed at another figure walking on the road.

As quiet as a silent plant, he followed Ah Cai closely, silently seeing off Deng's mother...

(End of this chapter)