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"I just hope he can rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

Xiao Qiao and Wang Bing felt very ridiculous when they heard this.

Wang Bing: "Can his son be willing?"

The old man smiled and said, "Would you be willing to find a beautiful woman to be your wife?"

Wang Bing told the truth: "I would be willing if I didn't have a girlfriend, but I wouldn't be willing if I had one. Yang Yue had someone he liked during his lifetime, and I believe he might not be dissatisfied with his parents' arrangements."

"Haha!" the old man asked again, "What if I find you a beautiful woman like Fan Bingbing to be your wife?"

Wang Bing thought to himself, how can ordinary people be compared with celebrities?

Xiao Qiao said nothing because she knew that her brother was really handsome and it would be difficult for anyone to refuse him.

When the old man saw that both of them were silent, he asked, "What is the purpose of your visit this time?"

"My brother did not do it voluntarily. I want to buy his body back."

"I'm afraid this is difficult."

Xiao Qiao said: "I am mentally prepared. In addition to the 8 yuan they gave me before, I can also add more." No one has trouble with money, right?

The old man nodded, "That's possible."

The two of them stayed here until dark. In the afternoon, the old man cooked a bowl of noodles for each of them.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Xiao Qiao couldn't sit still.

"It should be soon." The old man put his hands behind his back and walked out the door.

After looking to the right for a while, he suddenly said: "I'm back, I'm back!"

Xiao Qiao and Wang Bing stood up and walked out at the same time.

I saw a tricycle driving over from the end of the village.

"Let's go!" Wang Bing said.

"Ah."

The two hurried up to meet them.

The tricycle stopped at the next door.

The male host Yushu had just gotten off the car and was about to move things behind the carriage when he saw two people coming in front of him.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked.

Wang Bing said: "Can I come into the room to talk?"

The old man stood on the stage and shouted: "They have something to do with you, and they have been waiting at my house all afternoon."

Yushu said to his wife next to him: "Go and open the door."

Then he looked at Xiao Qiao and the two of them, "You guys go to the house and wait for me. I'll move the things in the back first."

Wang Bing: "Do you need my help?"

"Okay, come and move with me."

The woman walked over and opened the door.

Xiao Qiao followed her in.

He stopped before taking two steps and saw a photo hanging on the wall. The man in it was about the same age as his brother, a little chubby, and smiled happily.

There are two ice coffins placed in the center of the hall. No wonder it feels cold and cold as soon as you enter the door.

"Please sit down." The woman moved a chair over.

"Our family is having a happy event today." She said this, but the expression on her face was very sad.

Xiao Qiao did not sit down, but walked between the two ice coffins.

On the right is my brother lying in the coffin.

Recalling her brother's appearance in the dream, her eyes instantly turned red.

The woman noticed the clues and asked, "Do you know him?"

"He's my brother."

The woman was surprised, "So are you coming here today?"

Outside the door, Yushu and Wang Bing came in carrying many things for the dead, including paper houses, paper figures, gold ingots, clothes, household appliances and the like.

The woman stepped forward and grabbed her husband's clothes, "Ashu, they are the boy's family."

Yushu turned to look at Xiao Qiao and the two, "Do you want to come over to see your relatives off for the last time? That's fine. Tonight happens to be their wedding, and none of the relatives and friends want to come. Unexpectedly, both families are here." He seemed slightly relieved.