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Chapter 174: Customs of "Guhe Village"
After finishing his meal, Lu Yue sent a message to Zhang Yaling, the McNugget man, tactfully pointing out that although his behavior was well-intentioned, it was slightly inappropriate.

And sent a wise saying from Emperor Liu.

“Do not refrain from doing good deeds even though they are small, and do not commit evil deeds even though they are small.”

Chicken McNugget Zhang Yaling replied: "I just made twenty bucks today, and I have the internal employee price, so I'll exchange it for chicken legs and chicken nuggets for you."

Lu Yue: “…”

Sure enough, Zhang Yaling's values ​​are still as positive as ever.

It's a bit evil in a positive way!

Lu Yue felt ashamed of the thoughts in his mind.

Then send a big thumbs up.

Zhang Yaling replied with a heart.

Lu Yue sent another expression showing rolling up his sleeves and working hard.

Zhang Yaling sent an OK expression.

Lu Yue sent another emoticon package about eating on time.

Zhang Yaling couldn't find a suitable emoticon package, so she had to type a reply.

"The boss provides meals."

"Don't wash the dishes too hard. You're paid by the hour, not by the piece, so just do it at a normal pace. And don't drink while working." Lu Yue then encouraged Zhang Yaling a few more times, but when he saw that she was busy with her work, he didn't bother her any more.

He turned his attention to the message sent by Captain Liu.

That was a clue about Guhe Village.

However, it was renamed "Kuhai Village" fifty years ago.

Because of this, there is almost no relevant information about Guhe Village on the Internet, and from the information provided by Captain Liu, this Kuhai Village is somewhat remote, so there is very little relevant information.

Lu Yue decided to set off early tomorrow morning and go to Kuhai Village to find out what was going on.

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There are four great joys in life.

A happy marriage, success in the imperial examination, a new home, the birth of a baby.

In the city next to Taicheng, there is a village backed by a river.

The name of the village is Kuhai Village.

It was mid-October, the autumn breeze was refreshing, and the wife of a villager was about to give birth. The village was about to welcome its 178th new villager. According to the tradition of Kuhai Village, this happy event must be celebrated with great fanfare.

The first thing is to come to the river and hold a blessing ceremony.

On this day, all the villagers gathered at the riverside. Most of them had solemn and dignified expressions on their faces. Only the ignorant children stared at the delicious food in the ceremony, eager to try it.

An elderly man in the village who was highly respected and leaning on a cane was muttering to himself, praying to the river god to bless the village with good weather, the safety of mother and child, etc.

The prayer is finished.

The older man winked again, and immediately a farmer came forward and lit incense and burned paper money. He was a little tongue-tied and couldn't utter anything nice, so he could only repeat words like praying for a big fat boy.

This is a long-standing custom in Kuhai Village. No matter whether it is a wedding, a birth or a long journey, one must first pray by the river, otherwise everything will go wrong and disasters will occur one after another.

"Prepare for the sacrifice..." The elderly man directed the ceremony.

As the villagers were throwing their poultry into the river according to the prayer procedure, there was suddenly a commotion outside the village.

A man who claimed to be a grassroots worker broke into the village and shouted at the villagers who were praying: "Why are you still doing these backward customs? How many times have I told you that the pregnant woman is about to give birth, why don't you send her to the hospital?"

"My wife can't go out without the permission of the river god," replied the farmer.

"You damn river god, what era is this? If something happens, will you be able to face your wife and unborn child? My car is outside now, pack up and go to the county town. I have already registered a number for you."

It is difficult to work at the grassroots level, especially in areas with backward education.

It's not just physical, but also psychological. Sometimes when we carry out our work, we have to face resistance from these villagers, especially the Kuhai Village, which is the most troublesome.

Customs and habits from who knows how many years ago are still preserved.

Some bad habits are even outrageous.

It is a big deal for a pregnant woman to give birth. If she is not sent to the hospital in time, the consequence may be two deaths.

The grassroots workers tried to persuade them, but were met with indifference from the villagers. The elderly man even knocked his cane and said, "This is our village's business, you don't need to care about it. We have midwives in our village!" "What midwife? Do you have a professional certificate? You are taking human life lightly, do you know that?!" the grassroots workers yelled, his face flushed with anger.

The two sides were arguing and quarreling continued.

In the end, the grassroots worker was defeated and started cursing angrily. Just as he was about to leave, his foot slipped and he fell directly into the river.

"Hurry up and save him!!!" The old man hurriedly called out to several young villagers. However, when the young villagers jumped into the river, they could not find any trace of the grassroots worker.

"Didn't he fall in from here? How come he can't be found?"

"I don't have one here either."

"There's no wind, how could it disappear?"

The villagers panicked. The elders' faces turned pale and they exclaimed, "It's bad, it's bad, the river god has been angered!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly floated up in the middle of the river. It was the grassroots worker. However, strangely, in just a few minutes, only a skeleton was left of the body, as if it had been eaten up by countless fish.

A grassroots worker died unexpectedly in Kuhai Village. Soon, security guards from the nearby county town rushed to the scene after hearing the news. Although everything went well, even the forensic doctor who had been dealing with the dead for many years had a gloomy look on his face when he saw the corpse piled with bones.

After the remains were taken away, the security guards briefly inquired about what happened. They also felt their scalps tingling and hurriedly left the village for fear of being contaminated by bad luck.

Shortly after the people from the Sheriff's Bureau left, the originally calm river suddenly became agitated. A group of carp rushed to the shore, opened their mouths, and actually spit out minced meat and pieces of clothing.

The young children were a little scared and snuggled into their family's arms, but they found that their adults were not surprised by this scene.

The villagers who were originally preparing to throw the poultry also sighed, let go of the poultry in their hands, and then went forward to collect the leftover meat.

A total of fifty dollars.

Some are big and some are small.

A villager took out a scale and weighed it, and immediately shouted: "Six catties and seven ounces!!!"

The old man walked up to the farmer and congratulated him, "The fish has been landed, and both mother and child are safe. It weighs 15 pounds. Go home and hug your son."

The farmer was delighted. He bowed to everyone and left immediately.

However, the crowd did not disperse at this time. The elderly man then tapped his cane and asked, "I am almost eighty years old. Whose elderly person is fifty years old?"

No one responded, and the old man finally stopped his gaze on an honest middle-aged man and said, "Wang Laosan, how old is your father this year?"

"Fifty." said the honest Wang Laosan.

"At fifty, one knows one's destiny. There is a good piece of land in the east of the village. I estimate that the baby will be born in the next few days. You can start preparing."

When Wang Laosan heard this, he immediately looked embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but when he saw the old man waved his hand and left, he turned around and looked at other people, only to see that other people were either indifferent, sighing, or pitying...

Wang Laosan left the river in a daze and returned home. When he saw his sister coming up to him to ask him, he just shook his head. It was not until a skinny old man with age spots on his body came out of the house that Wang Laosan finally lost control of his emotions and fell to his knees.

"Dad, fifty... no more, no less, exactly fifty dollars."

Upon hearing this number, the thin old man was stunned.

Wang Laosan's sister was also in disbelief and then burst into tears.

After nightfall, Kuhai Village became exceptionally quiet, with every household closing their doors. The death of an outsider during the day did not seem to have caused any ripples in the village, and the entire village looked like an abandoned village.

However, at this moment, a figure was quietly approaching the east side of the village.

Looking closely at the figure, he was carrying someone on his back and holding something like a blanket in his hand. Under the pale moonlight, it turned out to be Wang Laosan and his son.

Wang Laosan carried his father on his back to a flat ground where there were many grave mounds standing. These grave mounds were different from ordinary grave mounds in that only half of them were round, and the rest of the cross-section was sealed with bricks.

Wang Laosan looked around and finally found a semicircular bag that was not sealed. Cement, bricks, shovels and other tools were placed next to it. It was obvious that someone had prepared it in advance.

After putting the old man into the grave, Wang Laosan kowtowed dozens of times. When he looked up again, tears mixed with blood wet his face.

Clang Clang…

Suddenly, a strange shovel sound was heard in the quiet rural night. Wang Laosan was mixing cement and laying bricks numbly, with tears dripping on the cement.

By the time all the bricks were used up, nearly one-third of the circular mound was sealed.

After doing all this, Wang Laosan walked away slowly, looking back every now and then.

In the darkness, some villagers who were lurking nearby and watching silently put down their pickaxes, hoes and other tools and slowly left.

Soon after, a faint shout was heard from the east end of the village.

"Third brother... Dad is afraid of the dark... Third brother... Dad is afraid of the dark..."

(End of this chapter)