Unparalleled Concubine

The small wooden house in Beishan was built by the old man for more than ten years, and it will be gone if it is gone. No one can accept this kind of change. On the bed, after tasting a few mouthfuls, he looked up at Li Xin with a forced smile and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Li to have a good craft."

"It's not a craft, it's just that I've done it a lot before, so I'm just familiar with it."

Li Xin chuckled: "Old man, now that I have earned some money, you need to take good care of yourself. When the spring begins, I will compensate you for a house. It doesn't matter if you want a wooden house or a house in the city."

The charcoal seller's complexion changed, his dark face could be seen faintly pale, the old man took a deep look at Li Xin, and said softly: "From the first time I saw you, the old man knew you. He is not an ordinary person, now the young master is finally out of the predicament, congratulations."

The charcoal seller's words were not completely flattering Li Xin. When Li Xin made a fake animal charcoal by himself, the charcoal seller felt that this young man was not simple, and sooner or later he would be able to make a career out of it.

Li Xin shook his head, and said softly: "It's not considered to be out of the predicament, I can only say that it's better than before. In short, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking."

The charcoal seller nodded with difficulty: "That's pretty good."

In this era of extremely backward productivity, the people at the bottom basically cannot eat enough to eat. That is to say, as long as you can have enough food and clothing, it means that you have reached the middle class of society.

Li Xin saw that his face was too ugly, so he reached out and patted Tan Auctioneer's back, and said softly: "Old man, don't think so much, the days are coming."

The charcoal seller nodded to Li Xin with a smile, then took a few deep breaths, and said slowly: "Don't worry, Mr. Li, the little old man won't die for a while."

Li Xin nodded, and after talking to the charcoal seller, the sky was completely dark. Li Xin got up to clean up the dishes, boiled some hot water, and after soaking his feet, Li Xin went back to Lie down on his own bed.

During this day, he experienced many things, and he was quite exhausted both mentally and physically, so he fell asleep after lying on the bed for a long time.

This sleep lasted until the next morning, when the sky was still bright, the charcoal girl in a thick cotton coat stood beside Li Xin's bed crying, stretched out her hand to push Li Xin's quilt, her voice was extremely frightened.

"Brother, get up and go see grandpa!"

Hearing the little girl's voice, Li Xin woke up instantly. He got up suddenly, put on his clothes, and ran towards the charcoal seller's room.

In the room, the charcoal seller was already dying.

The old man's face was extremely pale. He was lying on the bed with some foam coming out of his mouth. His eyes had already started to lose sight. When he saw Li Xin coming in, he reached out and grabbed Li Xin's sleeve tightly, his voice hoarse. : "Li... Mr. Li, the old man is going to die..."

Seeing this situation, Li Xin panicked a little, and said in a trembling voice, "My old man was fine last night, why..."

"I took the Faith Stone..."

Li Xin's face changed drastically.

The so-called letter stone is actually arsenic, a potent poison that can kill in a short time!

Li Xin took a few deep breaths and looked at the old man.

"Old man, you can solve anything by speaking out, why... so extreme."

Hesitated by the severe pain in his abdomen, the charcoal seller's face was a little distorted, he firmly pulled Li Xin's sleeve, and said word by word: "It's... much better to follow you than to follow the old man?"

He exhausted all his strength and hissed: "The old man... died because of you, you... must help the old man bring up the girl!"

If he hadn't met Li Xin, the charcoal seller's house wouldn't have been burned down, the old man wouldn't have had such a serious illness, and he wouldn't have been beaten up for no reason. From this point of view, all of this is true They are all inseparable from Li Xin.

Li Xin was shocked when he heard this.

Only now did he understand that the reason why this old man chose to commit suicide was because of what he said yesterday that he would pay for his house.

He felt that he wanted to get rid of their grandparents and grandchildren, so he used this method to tie his granddaughter tightly to him.

Li Xin smiled wryly: "Old man, if you don't say that the boy will help you bring up the girl, why, why is this..."

The old man's face has been completely distorted.

He tightly held Li Xin's hand, and said with the last of his strength.

"Her... her surname is Zhong, she hasn't chosen a name yet..."

"Old... the old man died because of you, you... can't get rid of it!"

"Remember...remember that the tomb is four feet deep...four feet three..."

Chapter 39 The Second Digging

When Li Xin first came to this world, if it wasn't for the charcoal seller, he would have died in that ruined temple.

Moreover, the words and deeds of this old carbon seller are not quite like an ordinary poor man. Li Xin even suspected that the reason why he wanted to save himself at the beginning might be because he was not in good health, and he wanted to find someone who could trust the little girl. people.

Now, what the old man did proved Li Xin's conjecture. The charcoal seller ended his own life just because of Li Xin's words. Letter around.

After the old man closed his eyes, Li Xin sat beside his bed in a daze for a long time.

This humble old man resolutely ended his life.

The charcoal girl on the side threw herself into the arms of her grandfather, crying loudly.

After Li Xin was in a daze for a long time, he stepped forward, patted the charcoal girl on the back, and said softly: "Girl..."

He thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of any words of comfort, and finally he could only let out a long sigh.

"I am sorry for your loss."

The little girl is only five or six years old, and she has just started to remember things at this age, but she has been dependent on the charcoal seller since she was a child, and the relationship is naturally very deep. At this time, the charcoal seller suddenly left, and the little girl's mind became blank , I only knew that I was crying in the arms of the old man.

Li Xin shook his head, and said softly, "Girl, don't run around, I'll go and deal with my husband's funeral."

When a person dies, naturally he can't just put it at home like this, at least he has to be buried in the ground for peace. Now that Li Xin has money, he can't just settle with a straw mat like his uncle did. He found a coffin shop in the capital, spent He bought a fairly decent thick coffin with money, and then hired a few people to carry the charcoal seller to Beishan outside the city.

The grandparents and grandchildren have no relatives in the capital, and Li Xin has no relatives or friends in the capital, so the funeral is not going to be a big deal.

In the early morning of the next day, when Li Xin led his people to pull the coffin to the wooden house in Beishan with a wooden cart, he found that the original burnt traces of the wooden house had long since disappeared, leaving only an open space , there is no trace of any buildings on the open space.

If it wasn't for the fact that Uncle Li Xin's low grave was still nearby, Li Xin wouldn't even recognize that this was where the cabin used to be.

The seventh son is right, the people of Jingzhao Mansion will wipe all the traces here.

In fact, it’s not surprising if you think about it carefully. The big-character poster incident was such a big deal. The Jingzhao Mansion had already fallen into a disadvantageous situation in that incident. Jingzhao Yin and Li Ye were demoted because of this. Keep things clean so that things don't get worse.

The Seventh Young Master was able to predict these things in advance, not because he could figure them out, but because these were common things in the officialdom, and he had seen them a lot, so he could guess them for granted.

It was morning now, Li Xin looked up at the sky, turned his head and said to the four or five hired workers who were carrying the coffin, "Go back and come back in the afternoon."

Among the four or five people, the leader was a black-faced man. He bent over to Li Xin and said, "My lord, do you want us brothers to help you find a reliable Feng Shui master, and this tomb, if there is no man here, , our brothers can also help."

Li Xin took out a string of money from his pocket, handed it to the man, shook his head and said, "You won't be missing the money, I don't need you now, just come and help carry the coffin into the pit in the afternoon, remember to bring some more paper money. "

The man took the money and nodded quickly: "The young master is busy here, the villain will go back first after this."

Li Xin nodded.

After these people had gone far away, he turned around and walked to the side of the coffin, and gently patted the rather thick coffin.