The barbecue for lunch was still eaten in the west bathroom. Just as Cheng Xue thought, Wang Sen did not speak until the lunch was finished.
Maybe that thought was just an impulse on his part, and he accepted the reality after he sobered up.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Li Xiang's funeral. Because he died unexpectedly, he was buried at night. But he had to use his food during the day, so Cheng Xue went to help him early in the morning.
Nowadays, most of the Li clan members are on good terms with them. As for Li Fang... although everyone still calls him "tribe leader", they obviously don't respect him as much as before.
Especially during the entire period of Li Xiang's suspension, he never showed his face once, which is really unreasonable.
The banquet was being held at noon, and Li Fang and his son's behavior of stepping in, which made their already bad popularity completely ruined this time.
When they were almost done eating, Jiang Jianye once again mentioned patrolling at night. Just when he was deciding who would patrol tomorrow night, Li Qingnian suddenly interrupted——
"Uncle Jiang, most of the men in our village work on the forestry farm..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Jianye clicked his tongue and waved his hand.
"Nianzi, this is a matter in the village. I can discuss it with a few clan leaders and elders, but you don't want to get involved. Workers on the forest farm also have to patrol. If someone's house is robbed, it will be too late to regret it. I heard that Xiaobajiazi was killed last night
Aren’t you worried about being robbed?”
"Uncle Jiang, Xiaoba's family is far away from us. Those people have obviously left here. Why do we have to arrange for patrols?"
"Can you guarantee that they won't come back?" Jiang Jianye frowned and asked, "I know you find it hard, but let's all work harder in exchange for peace in the village."
"But after patrolling for thirteen moves, what if the robbers don't come?"
"What are you talking about!" Dong Lisong slammed the table angrily, stared at Li Qingnian, and scolded, "What do you mean? Why are you blocking the patrol like this?"
"Yes, Li Qingnian, why are you always trying to stop Uncle Jiang?" Dong Cheng couldn't listen anymore.
Today is Li Xiang's funeral. People who work on the forest farm have taken a mid-day leave and come back to have a casual meal. It's not for the meal, but to increase their popularity. Otherwise, they will be laughed at by others if they work in a deserted manner.
As soon as Dong Cheng opened his mouth, Xu Daguo couldn't hold himself back.
"Nianzi, you are a junior, and I have no right to speak today. But you have blocked the patrol over and over again, what are you going to do?"
"That's right. Is there any good way for you to avoid patrolling?" Li Qingchuan sneered.
The two of them have completely fallen out with each other and have never interacted with each other.
Li Qingnian stood up, glanced at everyone, "Haha..." sneered and said:
"Don't you know how far away the Little Eighth Family is from us? Patrol, patrol, just hang up the doors of each family. Li Zheng only asked you to patrol for this year's assessment, are you stupid?"
After Cheng Xue finished serving the food, she stood next to Li Hui, and the next second her hand was held by him.
Li Hui, who didn't want to speak at all, is in a good mood now that Rouyi is in hand.
"In this year, no matter why Uncle Jiang asked everyone to patrol, his original intention was good, to protect everyone's safety. Uncle Xiang's death was so sudden, it snowed for most of the day, and there was no trace, so it was deemed an accident. Drive carefully.
Nian Chuan, what if those scum come back and just set fire to it without doing anything else?"
The villagers who were originally said to be lax by Li Qingnian became firm again after hearing "Li Xiang's death".
"Yes, Huizi is right. It doesn't matter what people are patrolling at home, as long as the patrol can make us sit back and relax, what can the men at home do after a hard night?"
"No, there are so many men in our village, they come in shifts, it's just a hard night."
"Uncle Jiang, please make arrangements, we will listen to you."
"Yes, Uncle Jiang, we all listen to you. Next time when you are talking about something, if you don't have anyone waiting, don't talk. You won't even talk about it."
Li Qingliu’s words stung Li Qingnian’s lungs.
"Who are you talking about, Li Qingliu? Are you looking for death?"
"Hey, I'll go, you come, you do it, don't control it." Li Qingliu was not afraid of him at all.
In fact, he is not afraid of anyone, even Li Fang gets angry when he gets angry.
Li Qingnian was about to go over with a stool, but was slapped on the back by Jiang Jianye——
"What are you doing? What are you going to do? I've turned against you! Li Fang, don't you care about your son?"
From the time the two of them came here to now, Li Fang hasn't said a word. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't have the energy.
He is sick, has nightmares every night, and miserable sounds, and he can hardly bear it.
He looked at his son with a confused face, then looked at Jiang Jianye, stood up with difficulty holding on to the table, and said:
"It's over? Go home, go home."
The nonsensical response made everyone stunned.
Li Qingnian glared at Li Qingliu fiercely, then helped Li Fang and left Li Xiang's house.
After the farce was over, the next step was to arrange patrols. Wanghe Village is a big village with a lot of people. Jiang Jianye, Li Laosan and others were not suitable for the left arrangement, and unreasonable for the right arrangement. In the end, Li Hui couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over to help group them. p>
Eight strong men and two old men, ten of them patrol every day, and each person can take five rounds on New Year's Day.
Jiang Jianye took the list from Li Hui and after drying it, he kept nodding and saying:
"You still have to study. Take a look at our Huizi. We can arrange it in just a few words."
"No, Hui Zi is talented." Dong Lisong also echoed the praise.
Later Li Laosan, Xu Daguo, Wei Laowen...
Li Hui couldn't stand being praised by them so much that he waved his hands in a hurry.
"Uncles, uncle, please stop praising me. No matter how much you praise me, I won't be able to achieve anything."
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, everyone would be amused by these words.
After the banquet, Cheng Xue, Fang, Xu and others helped the two sisters-in-law of the Li family clean up.
Return the table, return the chairs, return the plates...
When women get together, there really is nothing else to talk about except gossip.
After Li Qingliu's daughter-in-law, Ms. Zhang, swept the floor, she said "Hey":
"Have you noticed that Li Fang was in something wrong just now, as if...as if..."
"What are you talking about?" Fang answered.
"That's right, that's what it's about." Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but nodded.
Dong Xu responded carefully and murmured:
"I'm not energetic and my reaction time is slow. I'm talking nonsense. Why don't we ask Uncle Seven to show him?"
Li Qingchuan's daughter-in-law, Ms. Liao, looked around and whispered:
"Do you think he suffered retribution? That time Uncle Xiangzi went to town with him, and they both went and came back the same day. Why did he come back alone this time?"
Li Qingchun's wife and sister-in-law were simply not here, so they had no problem talking about this. Cheng Xue didn't want to participate, so she went out with a bucket to pour water.
I came back and listened to a few clips. My dear, you have such a rich imagination. I guess if you give them paper and pen, they can write a classic thriller - Li Fang Encounters a Ghost.
Li Qingchun's wife came out of the house, and everyone quickly changed the topic.
"Sisters-in-law, thank you for today. I did not do the red and white things in vain. Three copper coins per person. I mean it, so don't take it too little."