Looking at the old man and old lady in front of them, it can be said that the eldest cousin is the elder of the two.
I just feel like I'm facing a hedgehog and I really don't know where to start.
In fact, she didn't want to deal with such bad things.
However, things happened right next to her, and she couldn't turn a blind eye or turn a deaf ear.
"Go, go, get out of the way!"
Just when she didn't know what to do, an old man suddenly walked in from outside the house. He was in his sixties, tall and thin, with a dark face and wrapped in a military coat.
He was Liu Zhuang's brigade secretary.
He drove away the crowd and came to the fire pit. He glanced at his sister-in-law who had already passed her last breath, and then coldly glanced at Qin's mother and Qin Xian's mother and son, who were almost scared to death. He raised his hand to take off the cigarette pot from his mouth, and looked Duan Fengchun slowly opened his mouth, and the deep furrows on his face bloomed: "If I remember correctly, this comrade should be from Beijing, right?"
"Yes." Duan Fengchun nodded.
"Since you are from Beijing, you should not interfere in this matter. It is also against the rules. We will handle it ourselves, so we won't trouble you." The old man said.
"You are right, then I will go back to that room." Duan Fengchun, who was in a dilemma, smiled with relief, hurriedly bent down and jumped off the kang, squeezed into the crowd and walked out as if he was running away.
As for how this matter will be handled in the end, she actually knows it very well.
My sister-in-law will most likely die in vain.
My eldest cousin has also encountered this kind of situation in the city. Last month, a thief broke into the courtyard of a tobacco factory and stole something. After being caught, he was beaten to death with a stick on the spot. In the end, he had no choice but to let it go.
soon.
The eldest cousin returned to the next door house angrily.
Seeing her return, Chu, who was sitting calmly on the kang with his wife, smiled and handed over a cigarette and asked, "What's going on over there?"
"Dead!"
The eldest cousin curled her lips.
"A good death." Chu was not surprised by this. Considering what Qin Jingru's sister-in-law did, it would be strange for the Qin family's relatives to tear her alive.
"Why."
Ni Yinghong wasn't too surprised by this, and she didn't even have much trouble in her heart. She shook her head and sighed, "What do you think is going on with Jingru's fate? How can she be met with anything?"
"Who says it's not the case?" The eldest cousin nodded and said with some distress, "It feels like she hasn't had many happy birthdays."
"But no, she hasn't had peace of mind for long since she got married. First she was kicked out by her husband's family, and then her parents' family didn't want her either. It was hard for her to live a good life in peace for two days, and then something like this happened again."
The two girls chatted in whispers, while Chu on the other side did not join in. He smoked silently and felt sorry for his second wife.
Not long after this, the people who had gone out to watch the fun came back in twos and threes, still talking about the Qin family's affairs, and they cursed Sister Qin Jingru for a while and made a fuss.
At the same time, Chu and the others also learned about the follow-up situation.
Uh... there is no follow-up.
The matter was directly suppressed by the brigade secretary.
Qin Jingru walked in at this time, and as soon as she arrived in front of Chu and the others, she threw herself into Ni Yinghong's arms and burst into tears.
"Uuuuuuuuuah...Why is my dad crying like this!"
"Okay, okay, Jingru, don't cry, we won't cry... Wuwu..." Ni Yinghong was very competent as a cry accompanist. After a few words of comfort, she was overcome with emotion and started to cry together.
With eyes like hers, she could probably make a lot of money if she were the variety show star of the future.
…
Next day, morning.
Chu Cong shivered and opened his eyes from a fire pit.
Yesterday, he stayed with Qin's family for half of the night. At about two o'clock, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to a villager's house with Xiao Ma and others to rest.
Everyone knows the conditions in rural areas at this time. He didn't even think about heating, and he didn't dare to burn more stoves. He only relied on the kang under him to keep warm.
But this thing is not warm all day long. After a night of consumption, the residual warmth of the kang has long been gone. It is cold and hard, and you can't feel any warmth when you lie on it.
"It's cold enough!"
Chu tucked in the quilt and wrapped himself up like a maggot, then stretched out his arm to take out a cigarette from under the pillow and lit one to wake himself up. After he finished smoking, he woke up Xiao Ma who was huddled on the bed with him. The others dressed together, got up, washed their faces, and then went out to Qin's house.
The snow that fell yesterday stopped at midnight. It was quite heavy. The snow on the road was up to our ankles, and the sky and the earth were all silvery white.
At this time, many villagers had already gotten up and were cleaning the snow in front of their houses.
Chu and his party wandered all the way and soon arrived at Qin's house.
Qin Dahai, who was standing by the funeral shed talking to someone, saw them and greeted them hurriedly: "Brothers are up, how are you sleeping?"
"Oh, it's good, it's good. When did you get up?"
"I didn't sleep at all."
"Jeering! Can you bear this?"
After chatting for a while, Chu and others went into the house to eat.
Conditions were limited at this time, not to mention being in a rural area. The breakfast prepared by the Qin family was very simple, just steamed buns with pickle sticks, and millet porridge with clear soup and water.
Ni Yinghong and her eldest cousin were sitting at the Eight Immortals table in the house eating. They slept with Qin Jingru yesterday at Aunt Tao's house next door.
Seeing Chu and others coming in, Ni Yinghong, who looked tired, waved to them: "Come over for dinner."
"well."
Chu, who had been hungry for a long time, immediately walked forward with Xiao Ma and others, reached out to take the yellow and orange steamed buns handed over by his wife, and stuffed them into his mouth. Eating the unfinished stick noodles made his throat ache, and he was starving to death. After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing, my neck almost stretched out.
Chu quickly picked up his wife's bowl, took a sip of millet porridge, and smoothed it down. He breathed a long sigh of relief: "I almost choked to death!"
"Eat slowly, why are you in a hurry?" Xiao Ni hurriedly patted him on the back.
"You're used to it at home."
Chu didn't dare to be anxious this time, so he took another bite of the steamed bun and chewed it slowly.
After eating and drinking, the eldest cousin was ready to take Aunt Tao back to record a confession.
Chu gave the car keys to the brother who drove the truck and asked him to drive Duan Fengchun and Aunt Tao in his own car. Then he took Xiaoma and the others out and followed the Qin family to the cemetery to help dig the hole.
After busy chattering for a while, it was already past nine o'clock when they came back.
"Jie, it's so cold!"
When the brothers returned to Qin's house, Chu quickly ran to his wife's side, and Xiao Ni quickly covered her husband's cheeks, which were red from the cold, with her white and soft hands.
"Are you freezing?"
"good."
"Is it still cold?"
"Better."
Xiaoma Ge and several others gathered around the stove and leaned against the fire in envy. Somehow, even though the stove was burning red, they felt extremely cold.
"Boom boom boom!"
After a while, the roar of an engine suddenly came from outside, and soon Du San, Wan Xiaotian, Cen Hao, Zou Guo and other six kings entered the house.
