It turns out that at noon today, members of Jia Dongxu’s family came, but they were Jia Dongxu’s contemporaries.
Can't do anything.
Logically speaking, it doesn't matter, but it just doesn't make sense for just two people.
Who doesn’t have a few children these days?
There are only two people from a large village. This is not abnormal, it is not serious.
Yi Zhonghai was making innuendoes, and it took him a while to figure it out.
It turns out that after Jia Dongxu and his family moved out of the village, they took the initiative to reduce their interactions with each other.
Not only do I rarely go back to the village on weekdays, but I also rarely go back during holidays.
Not to mention participating in weddings and funerals in the village.
These two people were able to come because Lao Jia participated in the affairs of the two families when he was still alive. They clearly remembered it in their notebooks and came here just to repay the favor.
As for other families, Jia Dongxu's grandfather's favor was used on Lao Jia. Once the favor is used up, future generations will not accumulate blessings, and no one will take care of Jia Dongxu's funeral affairs.
After hearing the cause of the incident, Jia Zhang scolded the two of them directly in front of Jia Dongxu's coffin.
She didn't say what she did was right or wrong, but she would scold them both because they were both surnamed Jia.
That was so unpleasant that both of their faces changed and they were about to leave on the spot.
Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu heard this, their eyes filled with despair.
It would be embarrassing if only a few people came during the funeral.
In people's eyes, the longer the funeral procession, the more prosperous the family is.
If people from the village don't come, then the stick dog will lead Xiaodang, and the three or two kittens will be of no use.
People's hearts are full of flesh. On weekdays, the Jia family doesn't take the initiative to help the villagers. If they encounter trouble, don't even think about the villagers taking action.
Farmers view things very directly and do whatever is useful to them.
Without favors, it is impossible to pretend to be fat and use gift money to pretend to be a good man.
But Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't think so. In her heart, everything was just those poor people who didn't know how to appreciate others and had no respect.
The Jia family finally left the yellow land and lived the life of city dwellers. How could they go back?
Besides, the burden of living in this city is not small, and we don’t have enough to eat on weekdays. Why should we care about these idiots? Shouldn’t they be the ones begging the Jia family?
Mrs. Jia and Zhang cursed loudly in the yard, and the two young men who came over were blushing.
They are not used to Jia and Zhang. When they came this time, they put down their things and the favor was returned. It was just a meal.
The two of them got up and left without discussing it.
This made Jia Zhang very angry, and even shocked Qin Huairu. If these two people left, how would Jia Dongxu's coffin get back?
Qin Huairu quickly grabbed Jia Zhang, pushed the bad old pious woman aside, and went up to save the two of them.
But the two of them were young and energetic, and they were laughed at by the villagers when they arrived. They were not welcome when they entered the courtyard. No matter how nice you, a pregnant woman, said, they just walked away.
Seeing that these two people were so ignorant, Sha Zhu immediately stopped him, and his attitude was not very friendly. The three of them said a few words, and Sha Zhu couldn't help but stretched out his hands to pull him out of habit. The two young men were not afraid of trouble, and the three of them said a few words.
People started pushing and pulling.
Fortunately, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Fugui stopped them in time, so the fight didn't start.
But when this happened, Yi Zhonghai still wanted to ask Jia Dongxu about the cemetery, but the two of them said that the village was busy farming and no one cared about it.
If you want to carry the coffin, just find someone to carry it back yourself.
Seeing this, Qin Huairu was completely panicked. If the villagers didn't help, what could she do?
I still want to ask Banggeng to follow me back to see what a child can do now.
Yi Zhonghai also had a headache, because of Jia Dongxu's favor.
It's really your own fault and you can't live.
If you lie down in it, the living people will still suffer.
It's not a thing.
Silly Zhu didn't like these rustic country people. Seeing how indifferent the people in this village were, he felt angry and started shouting again.
The two of them stopped eating, put down the things they had brought, and regarded it as returning the favor. They ignored Qin Huairu's pleas to stay and left the courtyard in a hurry.
Now the Jia family was completely dumbfounded.
Tomorrow is the day for Jia Dongxu's burial. If there is no ground to bury him, he can't keep it in the house forever.
The weather has gotten warmer, and it will start to smell if you keep it for a long time!
Qin Huairu asked Jia Zhang in a panic, what should we do about this?
Mrs. Jia Zhang also had no master. She used to look down on the villagers, but she didn't want them to stand aside when they were needed now.
When people in the courtyard found out about this, many people showed disdain and waited to see the excitement in the Jia family.
Yi Zhonghai and Yan Fugui discussed that it was better to find someone to go back to the village to ask. It would be best to contact the people at the brigade headquarters.
Death is a big deal, and you can't miss out on any incense and love.
Just who to send became a problem. Jia Dongxu had no brothers, and he didn't deal with the people in the courtyard on weekdays.
In the past, it would have been most appropriate to let Shazhu lead Bangge on a trip, but with Shazhu's temper now, it would only lead to bad things.
Yi Zhonghai wanted to ask Yan Jiecheng to check out the situation, but Yan Fugui refused, even if he gave him money for running errands.
There was no other way, Yi Zhonghai could only think about it again.
At this time, Qin Huairu's eldest brother finally arrived.
Facing her eldest brother, Qin Huairu thought of the scene at home. Although there had been less contact in the past few years, when her eldest brother came, she suddenly felt reassured and started crying while holding her eldest brother in her arms.
The eldest son of the Qin family was also sighing. Who would have thought that my sister, who had been strong since she was a child, would be so rough. What kind of things have she encountered?
The two talked for a while in front of Jia Dongxuling, gave Qin Huairu the two dollars he had brought, and then looked at the two nephews.
At this time, Jia Zhang's eyes rolled. Since the Jia family couldn't go back to their hometown, they could go to Qinjia Village.
After saying this, the boss of the Qin family immediately changed his expression.
Yi Zhonghai also persuaded him, and Shazhu also agreed.
Even Qin Huairu was a little moved, pleading like an elder brother.
When the eldest son of the Qin family saw this, he didn't say whether he agreed or not. He just said that the Qin family's ancestral graves didn't matter and he wanted to go back and ask the old man.
After saying that, he lifted his feet and left.
The boss of the Qin family left simply and ignored Qin Huairu.
Even after leaving the middle courtyard, my pace became faster.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are unwilling.
Now Qinhuai Ru, Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai were both worried.
In the end, Yan Fugui suggested that the street office should solve the problem.
So, Director Wang brought someone here.
As for the method of the street office, it is also very simple. The person is cremated and buried somewhere. The details are not specified, but it is definitely not a cemetery.
After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang immediately disagreed, and Qin Huairu didn't want Banggen to have a place to go to the grave, so she refused.
After Director Wang found out, he ignored the matter and took the people away.
Yang Xiaotao passed by the three uncles. Yi Zhonghai wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.
Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui both left and ignored their business. They watched Yang Xiaotao walk in and followed them into the middle courtyard.
There were many people watching the excitement in the yard. When Yang Xiaotao came in, he saw Sha Zhu looking unhappy at the door of Jia's house.
He also swore words such as "no conscience" and "willing to die without mercy".
Yang Xiaotao listened to a few words and ignored them. On the side, Wang Dashan's family came over to talk with a group of people. However, Silly Zhu cooked two tables of food at noon. As a result, not one table was full. Two people came from Jia Dongxu's village. Qin Huairu's side
One of them came, but none of Jia and Zhang’s family came.
The Jia family really deserves it for being such a good person.
After returning home, Yang Xiaotao washed up and told Zhou Kui that he would dig a water well in the next two days, so he read at home.
As night falls, Jia's house lights up.
Qin Huairu frowned and didn't know what to do about this.
Banggan took the yellow paper sent by the people in the daytime and sat in front of the brazier to burn one by one.
Jia Zhang's mouth curled up, her triangle eyes full of helplessness.
Yi Zhonghai sat aside, Si Zhu was cursing, still cursing about what happened during the day.
Originally, I had to send Jia Dongxu on his way to burn the horse in the evening, but there were many things during the day, and everyone was thinking about the burial, so they forgot about it.
Now it's too urgent to find someone to help, so I have no plans for tonight.
"We need to make a decision about Dongxu as soon as possible, we can't wait any longer."
Yi Zhonghai said, there will be a funeral tomorrow, the burial place must be chosen, and the specific burial method must be found by someone.
"But, where are we going?"
Qin Huairu's heart ached. She really wanted to take care of Jia Dongxu's funeral affairs, which was a comfort to herself.
"I still have to go back to Jia's village, where fallen leaves return to their roots. Old Jia is there, and Dongxu also wants to go back."
After a long time, Yi Zhonghai finally made the decision.
But who to send is another problem.
"How about I go there?"
Silly Zhu volunteered.
Yi Zhonghai shook his head after hearing this. Silly Zhu, who is neither a relative nor a friend, went there to feel uncomfortable?
Then he looked at Jia Zhang.
"Only you can do this."
Jia Zhang's eyes widened, "What? Me? I won't go, I won't go!"
"If you don't want to go, then let Dongxu find you."
Yi Zhonghai then finished, "When the time comes, see if you can survive!"
Immediately, Mrs. Jia Zhang felt a chill on her back. The boy recalled the scene in the hospital that day. It was her personal rejection of the doctor's suggestion of amputation that led to Jia Dongxu's death.
Everything is her fault.
At this moment, in the eyes of the people around, the flames in the brazier in front of the mourning hall were raised by three points, as if they could hear Jia Dongxu's voice, "Mother, mother..."
"Dongxu, Dongxu!"
Mrs. Jia Zhang was so frightened that she howled without thinking.
There were no tears, but the howling could be heard throughout the courtyard.
After a while, Mrs. Jia Zhang stood up and said, "Dongxu, wait for mother, mother will go back to the village now and let them carry you back."
Mrs. Jia Zhang made up her mind, returned to the house, put on some clothes, and prepared to go out regardless of how dark it was outside.
"You can't be alone at night, so I'll ask Yan Jiecheng to accompany you. We must talk things over."
"By the way, go to my place later and pick up two packs of cigarettes and a bottle of wine."
"Zhuzi, go to the street office quickly and open a road."
Silly Zhu ran out immediately after hearing this.
After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he went to the front yard to find Yan Fugui.
After paying five yuan for his hard work and one yuan for bicycle use, Yan Jiecheng waited at the door with his bicycle.
After a while, Silly Zhu ran back.
Jia Zhang wrapped her head with a gray scarf, carrying the things prepared by Yi Zhonghai in her hands, got on Yan Jiecheng's bicycle, and the two disappeared at the entrance of the alley.
"Wait!"
Yi Zhonghai felt exhausted physically and mentally, so he returned home after saying a few words. After eating, his aunt rubbed his body.
Silly Zhu lay on the bed and closed his eyes to sleep.
Qin Huairu asked Xiaodang and Banggeng to go to sleep first, while she guarded the mourning hall alone.
Looking at the photos on the table, tears flowed down again.
"Dongxu, don't worry, I will take good care of this family and make our family a respectable person in the courtyard!"
The yellow paper burned slowly in the brazier. In the yellow flame, Jia Dongxu's appearance emerged, as if he was smiling at her.
