Traveling through books in the 70s: The group favors the Wang family’s little koi carp

It was such a simple question, but no one around him could answer it.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the brazier placed in the Tang family's living room, in which yellow paper that the Tang brothers got from nowhere was crackling and burning.

Hearing the cries of Tang Zhiyang and Tang Zhiyuan, someone in the crowd sighed softly: "Chief Tang, please come back soon. It will be easier to deal with when he comes back."

Otherwise, how could they interfere as neighbors?

Just like the person who came back just now asked Tang Zhiyang why he cried so miserably?

They couldn't answer that it was because the Tang brothers were here in the middle of the night to pay homage to their biological mother and burn paper for their biological mother. They cried miserably because they remembered how good their biological mother was, right?

How can you say this? If you say it to settle the issue, wouldn't it harm these two children?

The most taboo thing nowadays is feudal superstition. As a result, the two brothers burned paper for their mother here without any scruples.

Especially the youngest one seems to be holding a tablet in his arms.

If this kind of thing spreads, it will be enough for Tang Shouli, a father, to drink a pot.

At this time, the word 'cheating' had not yet been invented.

But now in the hearts of the Tang family's neighbors, what the Tang family brothers did was to cheat their parents.

I don't know how much time had passed, but just when Zhou Lingling and Tang Zhiyang were competing with each other to see who had the loudest voice, Yang Shouli finally came back in the rain.

He was soaked all over, and he looked as embarrassed as he had ever seen in the eyes of outsiders.

But now no one cares whether he is a wolf or not. When everyone sees him, they immediately start talking to him about his family's affairs...

"Chief Tang, you're back. If you were later, your wife and children would be able to lift off the roof of your house."

"Yes, look at what time it is. Who doesn't go to work tomorrow? I was about to fall asleep at home, but your wife yelled at me."

This man was really depressed. He complained one after another: "It's not just your wife, your children are also worried. No, the two brothers can howl for more than half a day together."

It's not a duet.

There were too many people complaining, and Tang Shouli couldn't even apologize.

He only said a few words of 'I'm sorry' before he was interrupted.

This man has good intentions.

"Chief Tang, please stop worrying about others. The most important thing now is to take care of your family affairs."

"It's hard for us to say how many there are. You'll know after you take a look."

The people next to me echoed: "Yes, everyone, let's make way first. If you complain when you can't do it, you will have to cause trouble now."

"What's important and what's not important don't you know?"

When Tang Shouli heard this, his heart sank inexplicably.

Nodding to the people around him, he hurried towards the wide open door of his house.

As a result, no one had entered the house yet. After seeing clearly what was going on inside, Tang Shouli's eyes suddenly darkened, and he barely managed to hold on to the door frame before he could stand upright.

He looked at the sink that was being used as a paper burning basin and the yellow paper that was being burned in the basin.

Tang Shouli's trachea seemed to be stuck with the yellow paper dust.

I want to breathe but I can't catch my breath.

Without saying a word, he strode into the house with a sullen face. He didn't care how his two sons howled in front of everyone, walked directly to the brazier, raised his foot and kicked the brazier over.

With no intention of comforting his son, Tang Shouli stared at the brazier as if he were an enemy.

Not only did the brazier overturn, but he had to be kicked up and trample the brazier to pieces.

"Dad, what are you doing?!" Tang Zhiyang cried until his voice became hoarse.

Tang Shouli: "What did you say I did? You hate me so much now that you want to torture me to death, right?"

"I didn't have a great virtue in my last life. I'm going to be a debt collector like you in this life. You still have the nerve to ask me what I'm doing. I haven't even asked you what I'm doing!"

Tang Zhiyang never expected that his father could be so angry.

Affected by the memory of his previous life, he didn't think burning a brazier was a big deal.

Seeing his father getting so angry when he came up, Tang Zhiyang subconsciously thought that his father was angry because he was embarrassed by them in front of the neighbors.

There was thunder outside, and every sound sounded like God was using all his strength to strike down the thunder. As for who God was striking...

Tang Zhiyang felt despair in his heart, and became even more desperate when he saw the crushed brazier.

He was not in the mood to argue with his father now, he just wanted to howl at his mother who was being wiped out in ashes.

"My mother! My mother who passed away long before she was honored by her sons!"

With so many Dao Lei, I don’t know what kind of ghosts they can split into.

Probably not even the dregs are left.

What is the difference between this and crushing bones and scattering ashes?

That was the mother who was the best to them in two lifetimes. She was not better than a biological mother, but now she was harmed by them to the point of being struck by lightning.

The most uncomfortable thing is that they can't even make the last journey.

He even secretly burned some paper for Shen Jin at home, hoping to see if he could temporarily let Shen Jin eat some incense.

It’s a good idea to have a full meal before hitting the road.

His father turned the tables on just such an idea.

In the end, they had no chance to repay Shen Jin, their stepmother.

Thinking of this, Tang Zhiyang couldn't help feeling sad: "My miserable mother! My sons can't stand you!"

He was calling his mother here, and Tang Zhiyuan was crying while holding the memorial tablet he made for Shen Jin. He was also regretful that he could not see Shen Jin's "last face".

The most outrageous.

Zhou Lingling's screams never stopped in the bedroom.

It is equivalent to paying homage to one stepmother here, and there is another stepmother in the room who is showing her presence and cheering all the time.

The scene was a mess.

In fact, if Tang Zhiyuan had stopped crying and throwing tantrums at this time, Tang Shouli really wouldn't have noticed him.

But Tang Zhiyuan was young and couldn't keep up with his physical condition. He cried too much and started twitching.

As soon as he twitched, Tang Shouli's eyes were immediately drawn towards him.

After seeing what he was holding in his arms... anger rushed straight to his head again!

It was the same as when I kicked the brazier just now.

Without saying a word, Tang Shouli walked up to his younger son and snatched the 'tablet' from his arms.

In fact, to say that it is a 'tablet', strictly speaking, it does not count.

It's just a rough piece of wood.

Tang Shouli didn't bother to read the messy writing on the wooden board. It was nothing more than a memorial tablet for their mother.

He exerted force on his hand and heard a click, and the board broke into two pieces.

This was not enough, so Tang Shouli broke the board several times in succession until only a pile of wood pieces remained.

Tang Zhiyuan was not as broken as his second brother.

He just stared blankly at the pieces of wood on the ground, the light in his eyes getting darker and darker...

He spent the whole afternoon praying, hoping that there would be no thunder at night, or that there would be less thunder and Shen Jin could escape.

As long as Shen Jin doesn't disappear into ashes, the three brothers will no longer have to live such a life.

Shen Jin will definitely save them from fire and water, and Shen Jin also has the ability to help them make a comeback.

But when the sky darkened, the thunder came one after another, more terrifying than any thunder he had ever heard in his entire life.

It was a vibration that made people's hearts tremble just by listening to it.

The thunder was full of power and intimidation, as if it was telling Tang Zhiyuan that there was no chance of luck in this divine punishment.

And what Tang Zhiyuan can do is perhaps just set up a memorial tablet for Shen Jin, which can be regarded as fulfilling the mother-son bond between them for two lifetimes.

He didn't even dare to show his head and go out to look for Shen Jin for fear of being hacked to death by Lei Lian.

Both cowardly and desperate.

But he doesn't want to live like this.

Helplessness, regret, self-blame, guilt, unwillingness... too many complex emotions affected Tang Zhiyuan's thoughts.

And the tablet he personally made for Shen Jin seemed to carry the sustenance of his emotions that had nowhere to put them.

But now, his sustenance has been destroyed by his father.

Smashed indiscriminately.

Tang Zhiyuan stared blankly at the debris on the ground, and once again realized how powerless he was in this life...

He couldn't even hold a small tablet.