The Gong family's village is different from the Lin family's. Before the Lin family was demolished, a village had two major surnames and several families with minor surnames. The village chief always took turns with the family with the major surname. It was difficult for outsiders to cause trouble in the village because
With family as the bond, the village is very united when dealing with outsiders.
But the Gong family was divided into clans back then, and the neighbors on the left and right had their own surnames and their own plans, but they were not so consistent with the outside world.
Lin Wanwan still had a chance to find out. She didn't know where the Gong family lived before, so she never thought about it. Now that it was involved, she wanted to see the cemetery where her parents were buried.
Lin Zhantian and Xie Yuanying were still arguing with the Gong family. Lin Wanwan walked through the crowd and looked at Gong Dexing, who was sitting behind silently. She was slightly startled, feeling that the other person looked familiar.
Gong Dexing probably felt Lin Wanwan's gaze and nodded slightly towards her.
Lin Wanwan remembered. Isn't this Gong Mingyu's father? Thinking of the other party's rude behavior when he saw her for the first time, could it be said that he recognized her at that time?
According to this inference, I must look a lot like my parents.
Lin Wanwan couldn't help but touch her face, thoughtfully.
"Hey! Now your name has been changed to Lin Wanwan. You don't even have the last name Lin, and you want to come to rob the Gong family's house?" Gong Keyi suddenly walked up to Lin Wanwan and spoke directly to her.
Lin Wanwan raised her eyes and glanced at the other party, disdaining to argue, and walked out. Let them quarrel, she already knew where the village was, and it would not be difficult to inquire about her parents' cemetery.
"Hey, why are you leaving?" Gong Keyi stepped forward to catch Lin Wanwan, but Lin Wanwan used a grappling technique and fell to the ground.
When the old man and lady of the Gong family saw their grandson being beaten, they immediately started fighting with Lin Zhantian. Naturally, the rest of the Gong family had no choice but to deflect, and Lin Wanwan had already left quickly in the chaos.
Just let them bite the bullet, and don't argue with fools.
Walking along the village road, the villagers along the way stood at the door of their houses and looked at Lin Wanwan curiously. Some of them had already heard the noise and walked towards Gong's house.
"Hey, come on, come on, the Gong family is having a quarrel."
"Who are you arguing with?"
"The outsider seems to be from Jiangbei."
Eating melon and watching the fun is always a common hobby of human beings, regardless of race.
Lin Wanwan quickly walked out of the village, and then found a powerful errand boy. When he came over on a donkey, Lin Wanwan stepped forward and said this.
The errand boy looked shocked. This was the first time he had heard of asking about someone else's cemetery, and he felt a little unlucky.
But... the RMB I gave was so fragrant, far better than ordinary orders, that I had to take this order.
There is nothing that money can't solve, if it can, just add more money.
Taking off his outer coat that could easily reveal his identity, the young man crossed the bridge and entered the village road with the look of a strong man who would never return.
Lin Wanwan waited under the street trees by the lake for about forty minutes before the errand boy came out.
"Ms. Lin, I asked about the cemetery. Can I take you to see it?"
Lin Wanwan nodded: "Thank you."
The errand boy's little donkey drove forward for ten minutes. The two came to a cemetery. The boy pointed forward: "This is the cemetery where the urns of Gong Deyan and his wife you mentioned are placed.
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Lin Wanwan jumped off the donkey and walked forward. The errand boy parked his car and followed him. As he walked, he said: "The two of them bought a place for the urn in the cemetery. Every year, the village chief will do it during Qingming Festival and New Year's Eve."
I'll come to the cemetery and open the door, but it's not open normally."
Lin Wanwan stood outside this small brick house and peeked in through the crack in the door. Inside were rows of cabinets, with corresponding urns and photos of the deceased placed in grids.
"It's not even buried." Lin Wanwan's eyes were sore.
Her parents actually lived in such a cramped and cramped space, and they didn't even go to their graves!
She straightened up, looked at the mini-villa-like cemetery surrounding the cemetery room, and asked, "Are you sure they are in the grid in the room and not in the cemetery here?"
The errand boy said: "I'm sure. If you don't believe me, just look for the tombstones here and see if there are the two people you mentioned on them. It's cheap in the grid, but it costs tens of thousands to bury them in the cemetery. The ashes of most of us
The boxes are all placed in the cemetery room."
Lin Wanwan was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll help you."
After paying the fee in person, the errand boy left in a flash. Although everyone was an atheist who grew up under the red flag, it was still a bit awkward in the cemetery.
Lin Wanwan did not stay here longer, but returned to the village and asked a house by the lake where the village chief's home was.
Because Lin Wanwan was good-looking and well-spoken, the villagers she asked enthusiastically gave her directions.
When walking to the village chief's house, you can also meet villagers with smiles on their faces after watching the excitement from Gong's house.
Lin Wanwan didn't care about the outcome of the quarrel between the two parties. As expected, Lin Zhantian and his wife must have suffered a loss. After all, this was the Gong family's home court. But who told them to interfere in this matter? It was their fault.
The village chief's house lived not far from the lake, and Lin Wanwan found it quickly.
As soon as Lin Wanwan stepped into the cement yard of the village chief's house, several middle-aged women sitting at the door sewing dolls looked up. One of them asked in dialect: "Nong Haning? Are you here to catch the trouble?"
Lin Wanwan vaguely understood, and replied in Mandarin: "Hello, is this the home of Village Chief Wu? I came to see him for something."
Several middle-aged women discussed with each other in dialect. The woman who spoke before changed to accented Mandarin and said: "Oh, you are looking for my man. If he is here, I will call him for you."
After speaking, he yelled into the building, and another string of Miancheng dialect was output.
Then he greeted Lin Wanwan into the room: "Come on, come on in and sit down. He's playing cards in the back. He'll come over when he's ready."
On days when they are not working, the pastime of middle-aged people in rural areas is playing cards.
Lin Wanwan was introduced into the house and sat on a bench with local characteristics. The village chief's wife poured her a cup of boiled water in a bowl.
Lin Wanwan smiled and thanked her: "You are busy, I will sit down and wait for a while."
The village chief's wife sat back at the door, picked up the doll and continued to sew. While sewing, she asked, "Where is the little girl from? What do you want from our old Wu?"
Lin Wanwan replied: "I'm from Yongcheng."
"Hey, Yongcheng is a good place. They are all businessmen and rich."
Lin Wanwan smiled and didn't answer. Several women asked some questions one after another. Lin Wanwan answered a few questions, and those who didn't want to answer just pretended not to hear.
After a while, a group of middle-aged, fat and dark-skinned men came out of the house. When they saw Lin Wanwan, they smiled and said a few words in dialect, causing the men and women inside and outside the door to burst into laughter.
Although Lin Wanwan couldn't fully understand it, she could vaguely guess some of it, and it was nothing more than a tinged joke on her.