The three married husbands are super favorite

Chapter 423
"Miss Zhishu, please mourn, let Zhishu go well~"

The village chief shook his head and sighed, comforting Su Wanniang in the tone of an elder. What a poor couple. Seeing Su Wanniang's high-spirited yesterday, today they are as sad as fools.

"If you need help, just ask. Zhishu died miserably, and his funeral must be handled properly." The village head's wife also lost her heart to watch the excitement, and saw many people around her holding their stomachs. Nausea, she didn't even dare to look into the coffin.

"No." Su Wanniang just opened her mouth and shook her head. The strength of her words was so weak that she almost seemed to be dying, "My husband was indifferent during his lifetime. He always didn't like to make noise and contact with strangers. I think your husband is After death, I also hope to be buried quietly. No matter how big the funeral is, how many of those who came to attend the funeral really feel sorry for her husband? More, I'm afraid it's just to watch the fun, that's the way to go. It's torturing my husband, so I thought about it and decided to do it."

Su Wanniang's words were not all unreasonable. The village chief sighed and looked at the onlookers. They came early in the morning, but most of them came to see the fun. Thinking about Kong Zhishu's temper before him, he didn't say much , Su Wanniang is Kong Zhishu's wife, she must be the person who knows Kong Zhishu best.

Chang Guidong came over, greeted the village head, and then said to Su Wanniang, "Sister and sister, you were tired after watching last night, go in and have a rest, wait a while, the mountain will be finished From now on, we will send Brother Kong up the mountain to be buried in the earth for peace, people go and go, and those who are alive, don't think too much about it~"

Su Wanniang sighed and nodded, then showed a tired look, turned her head, and blinked with Liang Ming. This Chang Guidong didn't write a draft when she lied. She slept well last night~ No one can see that it looks like it has been guarded all night.

The funeral of the fake Kong Zhishu followed Su Wanniang's wishes. No one in the village invited them, nor did they accept any white money from anyone. They invited Taoist priests to do it, and then they had people carry the coffin up the mountain at an auspicious time. Only she, Liang Ming, and Chang Guidong were the only ones.

The Taoist priest read in front of the words that Su Wanniang could not understand, while she was bored and followed the coffin far away while talking to Chang Guidong.

"Where is this coffin going?"

"Carrying a deserted mountain to a deep mountain, a treacherous bandit gave him a coffin and hired a Taoist priest for him, which was considered cheap for him~ Brother Zhishu is still alive and well, so naturally no grave can be erected Already~"

Liang Ming waited for the two of them for a few steps, and then said, "There are still many villagers working on the mountain along this road, are you two going to talk later? Let's sit down and have a good time when we get to a place where there are few people. say."

The two looked at each other, smiled and stuck out their tongues, then fell silent, acting the whole way, almost forgot.

The mourners walked along the rugged mountain road for nearly two hours before finally seeing no one on the road. Going further, it was a deep mountain. After Liang Ming stopped the two of them, they found a clean water. Sitting down and resting, others continued to carry the coffin to the deep mountain to bury it.

"It's really cheap, this fake Kong Zhishu~" Su Wanniang picked a large leaf and used it as a fan to fan the wind. It's only spring, and she was exhausted after climbing the mountain road for so long.

"These words have touched our hearts~" Chang Guidong echoed.

"Sister-in-law, although you have worked very hard this time, you have received the goods, 500 taels of silver, and several acres of fertile land. Even if you do nothing in the future, you will be able to eat and wear clothes." Liang Ming bent over and soaked his hands Then he patted his sweaty face, "If you want to say that this is the biggest winner, there is no better sister-in-law than you, sister-in-law, you want to treat me."

(End of this chapter)