Chapter two hundred and seventy second extremely stubborn
The carriage slowly drove into Guangping Village. There were no lights on, but he found that if not the whole village, at least half of the village was here.
From the moment they entered the village, there were people carrying lanterns, one after another, welcoming Ling Dashan home... This kind of scene made everyone in the Ling family, except Ling Yun, burst into tears, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down their faces.
After being away for a long time, Ling Yun returned to the place of his birth. He did not expect it to be in this form, and Ling Yun had mixed feelings.
When he arrived at the ancestral hall, Ling Yun stood on the carriage, still not shedding tears, but just writing to the surrounding villagers one by one to express his gratitude.
With so many people welcoming him back and seeing him off, I thought he wouldn't feel lonely on the way here.
The next day, there were so many people paying their condolences that Ling Yun never stopped from morning to afternoon and into the evening.
The body needs to be kept in the ancestral hall for three days, and then it is buried. Everything is going smoothly.
After Ling Dashan was buried, a memorial tablet would be set up in the ancestral hall. The villagers unanimously placed Ling Dashan's memorial tablet in the middle of all the memorial tablets, leaving a row of empty spaces in the front, back, left, and right. The meaning is self-evident.
It wasn't until the first seven and fourteenth day, and another half month later, that the villagers came to the door.
"Sister-in-law Dashan, is Shiro in the house?"
The leader was Li Chuan, and the others were all eloquent old people in the village. Seeing these villagers who were the same generation as her husband, Liang didn't have her usual smile, and there was a touch of sadness on her face.
"Brother Li, are you all here?"
Although Mrs. Liang did not smile, the etiquette could not be abandoned. Besides, she remembered the kindness of Ling Dashan for the burial that day, so she was quite enthusiastic.
It's just that she didn't welcome the villagers into Ling's house. After all, it had just been a month since the Ling Dashan incident, and there were still some taboos, so she could only stand in front of the door and chat for a few words.
Hearing a sound outside the yard, Da Wa pushed Ling Daren to the gate.
"Uncle Li, Uncle Zhou... why are you all here?"
"It's Daren!"
Daren met and chatted for a few words, but finally brought the topic to Ling Yun.
In fact, the Ling family knew the purpose of their visit, which was simply to put all their fields on Ling Yun's head. In this way, there would be no need to pay taxes next year.
Of course, taxes are not paid, but they will also give Ling Yun a part of the affiliation fee, which is usually half of the court tax and 30% of the court tax, which means they will give Ling Yun 1.50%.
In this way, they can not only reduce their burden, but the Ling family will also get corresponding benefits, getting the best of both worlds.
After her son came out, Mrs. Liang didn't want to talk anymore, but she still explained their purpose in Ling Daren's ears.
In fact, even if Mr. Liang didn't say anything, anyone with a discerning eye would know the purpose of the villagers' visit.
"Uncle Li, Uncle Zhou...are you looking for Shiro?"
Ling Daren's straightforward question made the villagers feel a little embarrassed and lowered their heads in embarrassment. Li Chuan laughed and said, "Hahaha, in fact, the most important thing for everyone to come here is to visit you. By the way, I want to meet the master of our village."
As expected, he was the only intellectual in the village besides Ling Yun. His words spoke to their hearts, not only resolving their embarrassment, but also showing their concern for the Ling family.
"Thank you uncles for your concern. Daren has some inconvenience on his legs and feet, so I won't be able to salute you. I hope you will forgive me!"
Ling Daren's words were first of all to thank them for their concern. Although he knew the purpose of their coming, Li Chuan's words were really not critical.
Secondly, I would also like to express my gratitude to the villagers for their help during Ling Dashan’s funeral!
"But Daren is here, so I still want to say sorry. Shiro got up this morning and went to Niubei Mountain. He probably won't come back until lunch time."
"this…"
To be honest, these people have traveled countless times these days, but every time they happen to find Ling Yun not at home.
Niubei Mountain is not that far away, about four miles away from the Ling family. Ling Dashan is buried there. During this period, Ling Yun would go there whenever he had something to do.
They also felt strange and couldn't understand why Ling Yun was going to do anything when Ling Dashan had passed away. It was so strange!
Although they felt uncomfortable, they could not go directly to Niubei Mountain to find him. Not only was the purpose too strong, but they were also afraid of offending Ling Yun. If they accidentally angered him, they would be the ones to suffer in the end.
There is no choice but to wait. As for when you can see others, it really depends on whether you want to see them.
After all, they had come so many times, and the Ling family must have mentioned it in front of Ling Yun, but they never received a reply, so as they waited day by day, the villagers became anxious, and they had no choice but to come to the door.
"Daren, since Shiro is not here, let's go back first."
"Then Daren will not keep you uncles. Please forgive me for any lack of etiquette!"
"Look what you said, we live in neighboring villages and don't care about these things."
"Hahaha, it was Daren who made all the uncles laugh. When Shiro comes back, Daren will tell him what happened today, which will save the uncles from running back and forth."
"Sure enough, Daren is better!"
"Of course it goes without saying that we also know Daren is good..."
After a few polite words, the villagers dispersed on their own. Ling Daren stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the villagers in the distance, and turned around and asked, "Da Wa, what time is this?"
"Dad, I guess this is the ninth time."
"Shiro, what did you say?"
"Brother, it seems I don't want to talk to them."
"Hey! Let me tell you something from my heart, Shiro has been really suffering these past years."
Ling Daren gently patted Da Wa's hand, looked at Niubei Mountain, and said earnestly, "Da Wa, you haven't been here these years, so what you don't know is that when Shiro heard that you were sold to someone else, he almost lost his temper. I fainted and almost broke up with your mother."
"We have never seen that child lose his temper since he was a child. That time really shocked everyone. If he didn't gradually get better later, your mother would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life."
"That stubborn boy, who has never asked for help in finding you all these years, has asked so many people to help him find you, and owes you so many favors. He even drew more than a hundred self-portraits of you. "
"It's just that every time I got the news, there was no news, and the harm to him was unimaginable. Sometimes I even hid in the room and secretly shed tears. If the tears hadn't soaked through the white paper thick as fingernails, and your grandma saw it, we would have thought He’s fine!”
"He! He is more obedient to you. Chat with him more when you have time. He pretends to be suffering too much... Although he looks smiling to us all day long, as his relatives, in fact, we We all know in our hearts that his life is not as happy as we imagined."
"Yes! Dad, my daughter knows."
Da Wa held Ling Daren's hand tightly, nodded heavily, and then raised his head to look at Niubei Mountain.