Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

On the second day, the villagers who heard the bad news rushed to the drunkard's house to prepare for his funeral.

At the same time, he also scolded Zhao Xiaocui's mother.

A few emotional ones even came to the door and threw rotten vegetable leaves, spit, and cursed.

Poor mother Zhao, she lost her husband and her daughter. At this time, she was already demoralized and had no interest in life.

The villagers' actions were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

This woman was so depressed that she hung herself on the beam with a three-foot hemp rope, ready to die.

However, perhaps God did not want her to die and wanted to keep her in the world to endure this great pain.

This Zhao mother and Zhao Xiaocui look like cut from the same cloth; both of them are extremely fat.

The hemp rope could not support the other person's fat body at all. It broke with a "snap" and threw him flat on his back.

"Oh my God... Why is my life so miserable..."

"Will you let me live?!"

As her earth-shaking cries spread out, the cursing at the door became more and more intense, with all kinds of nasty words thrown at her like they were free.

If the gate could be broken down, he would have rushed in and beaten Zhao's mother to vent his anger.

When Zhang Yaoyang passed by the door, he took a quick glance and saw the general situation in the house.

When I heard her miserable cry and saw the hemp rope, all the past grudges and hatreds were completely let go at this moment.

"Don't let anyone get killed anymore. Let's all go away and do what we need to do!"

At this time, after these days of training in the mountains, Zhang Yaoyang has shed the temperament of a weak scholar and has become resolute and decisive, and more manly.

Not to mention that he has authority in the Zhang family, even in Zhaojia Village, he is a respected person.

His shouting woke up the villagers who were gradually losing control. If they did this, they might really kill someone.

Everyone left in a polite manner. After this incident, everyone present had vented their anger. The immoral behavior of the Zhao family's wife and daughter was put to rest, and no one mentioned it again from then on.

Today is not Saturday, but Qian Yu actually came.

He followed the example of Zhang Yaoyang and his sister and asked for leave from school, preparing to review at home.

I mainly review at Zhang's house, and two hours a day is enough.

The tutoring fee is 100 yuan per hour, which is 200 yuan per day. Not everyone can afford it.

Even today, forty years later, this amount of money is still a considerable expense.

There are still five days left before the college entrance examination preliminary examination, and this guy is going to throw a thousand yuan to the Zhang family for nothing.

Unexpectedly, although something happened to the Qian family, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. To them, this little money is just like food and water, and they don't care at all.

If someone is willing to be a sucker, there is nothing for Zhang Yaoyang to refuse. He accepts it with a clear conscience.

He was taking Qian Yu out for a stroll at the moment, and he had to take care of the drunkard's affairs so that he could make time to teach Qian Yu.

Qian Yu looked around like a curious baby, finding everything strange.

At this time, a breeze blew, and some white pieces of paper flew all over the sky.

Qian Yu picked up one of the pieces of paper and exclaimed.

"Zhang Yaoyang, look quickly, this little man is really well cut. Look at the eyes, mouth, limbs... It's so lifelike."

"You country folk are quite skillful. During the New Year, it will look even better if you cut this out of red paper and stick it on the windows."

Zhang Yaoyang didn't even look at it, he just reached out and knocked it away.

"This is something used by the dead, don't touch it!"

"Oh my god!"

Qian Yu, who was originally a little angry, suddenly felt like he was electrocuted and quickly threw the paper man away.

"Your village is too scary. Why are there so many paper figures on the ground..."

"There have just been a lot of deaths recently, why panic? It's not even the Ghost Festival yet, it would be even more exaggerated then."

"Ghost Festival...is it on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month? I've got that in mind. I will definitely not come on that day."

Qian Yu finished speaking, and then said belatedly: "No, the college entrance examination was over by then, why would I come here? I was really... scared by you."

"However, if you sincerely invite me, I can still consider it, hehe..."

He now wishes he could go to Zhang's house every day, but death is still a taboo. Even if he is invited to come on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month in a sedan chair carried by eight people, he would not dare to come.

Zhang Yaoyang looked at him meaningfully and didn't say much. He was ready to let him experience the mysterious funeral culture of the country people to open this guy's eyes.

It's a good thing to have a sense of fear, but I'm afraid that this person has no bottom line and can even dance in front of a dead person. If this is really the case, then there's no point in paying attention to him.

Zhang Yaoyang has been investing in Qian Yu, naturally because this person has a great chance of becoming the highest climber in the entire Qingyang Town in the future.

The only problem facing the other party now is the college entrance examination.

Naturally, he failed the exam in his previous life, and had to repeat two years before he was able to squeeze into a technical college.

Later, I continued to climb up slowly and barely got an ordinary bachelor's degree.

When he was in school, he might have been a loser, but with the help of his family, this person's career went on rapidly and he later climbed to a very high position.

When Zhang Yaoyang was still a mountain herder, he already had a premonition that this person would be of great use. How could he do great things without having this person in his hands?

He needs to have a higher platform and go further to reach Yu Fengjiao's height.

For that glorious moment, the silence and accumulation at this moment, no matter how hard and tiring, are all worth it.

The drunkard's house had been cleaned up and the mourning hall was ready. The only thing missing was a coffin, so someone had already asked a carpenter from the next village to make one.

The entire funeral was simple, and only the coffin was worth some money. The Zhang family spent about 150 yuan on labor and tool wear. As for the board materials, they were provided free of charge by the villagers. Otherwise, the price would have gone up. It would not have come down without 500 yuan.

There are many Pinus trees in these Ten Thousand Mountains. Using them to make coffin wood is a tradition in this area. When people come across a suitable one, they will stock up some at home in case of emergency.

Therefore, as long as you have money, you don’t need to worry too much about these things, someone will naturally do it for you.

This time, Zhang Yaoyang came in a tractor with some supplies on it. Since he had taken over the matter, he had to complete the task thoroughly regardless of whether the village finance department would reimburse him or not.

It took half an hour to unload all the funeral supplies. Qian Yu also followed him to help and was ordered around.

This young master had never done such physical work before, and he was so tired that he was sweating all over.

Zhang Yaoyang looked at the rising sun and led it to the river to wash it.

The main thing is that I have a younger sister at home, and I can’t let this guy pollute her eyes.

Who would have thought that this ordinary little matter would be further tangled because of an unexpected event.