Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, those who were full had left one after another, leaving only a group of men who were still drinking and having fun, sitting together, chatting and bragging to each other!

Zhang Jianjun was already a little tipsy at this moment. He stood up shakily, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's stop here today! Tomorrow we still need to go to Jia's house to see Dongxu off and bury him. You should all go and have a rest early! After we finish this matter, it won't be too late to go home and have a drink."

Hearing this, Sha Zhu, Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng and others stood up and bowed to Zhang Jianjun to say goodbye. At this moment, the third uncle Yan Bugui came walking over with more than 200 yuan in banknotes.

"Jianjun! This is the contribution to the banquet, a total of more than 200 yuan. Please accept it." Yan Bugui handed the money to Zhang Jianjun with a smile on his face.

Zhang Jianjun took the stack of banknotes, smiled and said, "Very good! Thank you for your kindness, Third Master. I will go back to my room and rest first! I'll trouble you to take care of the rest!"

You know, there were still many leftover dishes at the banquet, especially at Zhang Jianjun's table, where there was a mountain of leftovers.

"In that case, thank you very much, Jianjun! I won't be polite anymore!" Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui immediately smiled happily and couldn't stop grinning.

"It's okay, just remember to clean up the tables, chairs, benches, garbage and everything else!" Zhang Jianjun waved his hand casually and returned to his home.

Yan Bugui was overjoyed and quickly called his whole family over and packed up all the leftovers in lunch boxes to take away.

"Dad! Now that we have these leftovers, our whole family will have enough to eat for the whole day!" Yu Li smiled so hard that she couldn't stop.

"Yes, Dad! Fortunately, Zhang Jianjun has some conscience and lets us pack up the leftovers, otherwise we would have difficulty living like this!" Yan Jiecheng also spoke up in agreement.

"Okay, okay! Hurry up and go home as soon as you're done cleaning up! We have to rush to carry Jia Dongxu's coffin early tomorrow morning, and earn some extra money at the same time. There's no other way, with two more little ones, Xiaodang and Huaihua, in the family now, the pressure of life is really great!" Yan Bugui muttered to himself, but his hands were not idle. He was busy packing all the delicious fish and meat.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun finally found Yin Xinyue who was whispering with Qin Jingru. With a smile on his face, he stepped forward and asked, "Sister Yin, is your car ready? We have to go to Jiajia Village tomorrow to bury Jia Dongxu!"

Hearing this, Yin Xinyue smiled coquettishly, her beautiful eyes full of charm: "Don't worry, everything is arranged, Jianjun. It's getting late now, how about the three of us take a rest first?" After saying that, her big watery eyes glanced at Zhang Jianjun, with a bit of charm in her eyes.

"Okay!" Zhang Jianjun agreed, but he cursed in his heart: Humph, the sun is still high in the sky, how can it be late! It's pure nonsense! But on the surface, he still looked happy.

Qin Jingru, who was standing by, saw this and rushed over to help Zhang Jianjun take off his leather shoes. She smiled and said, "Brother Jianjun, let me help you change your shoes!"

Then, Yin Xinyue came over and whispered softly, "Let me take off your coat for you." For a moment, the atmosphere between the three of them became particularly ambiguous...

At three o'clock in the morning, a truck and a bus stopped at the gate of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang. The car that Yin Xinyue called had arrived.

Zhang Jianjun hurriedly got up from the bed, without even taking the time to wash up, he started shouting in the yard: "The car has arrived! Those who are going to the funeral, hurry up and get up!"

Xu Damao, Sha Zhu, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang and others heard Zhang Jianjun's voice, quickly put on their clothes and pants, and quickly went out.

"Feudal superstition is not encouraged nowadays, so let's just carry the coffin onto the truck and bury Jia Dongxu in Jiajia Village!" When Zhang Jianjun saw that everyone was present, he quickly began to give instructions.

Although Sha Zhu injured one arm, he still had no problem carrying the coffin. He was the first to step forward and patted his chest to assure, "Don't worry, brother Jianjun, I will definitely do it for you! I, Sha Zhu, will be the only one who can carry the coffin."

At this moment, Xu Damao stood up and said firmly: "Brother Jianjun is in trouble, and I, Xu Damao, will definitely help you without hesitation!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun really didn't want to bother with them any more, so he made a prompt decision and shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, hurry up, we have to dig the grave when we get there!"

At this moment, the other neighbors who originally wanted to say a few polite words, seeing the urgent situation, did not delay any longer, quickly lifted the heavy coffin, and walked hurriedly out of the yard. And just at this time, Qin Jingru and Yin Xinyue happened to walk out of their respective homes.

Seeing them appear, Zhang Jianjun waved to them without hesitation and shouted, "You've come at the right time, let's go together!" Then he gently hooked his finger, indicating that the two women should follow closely.

Not long after, when Zhang Jianjun took Qin Jingru and Yin Xinyue out of the courtyard, the coffin had already been steadily loaded onto a truck.

"Alright! One of you stays on the truck to look after the coffin and tools like hoes and shovels. The rest of you get on the bus immediately. We have to leave as soon as possible!"

With a strong wave of Zhang Jianjun's arm, all the people boarded the bus in an orderly manner. Then, the bus full of people rushed towards Jiajia Village at lightning speed.

Zhang Jianjun was also driving his own Rolls-Royce Phantom, following closely behind the two cars. After more than two hours of journey, the convoy finally arrived at Jiajia Village at around 5:40 in the morning.

The truck driver got off the car and asked in confusion: "Boss, we have arrived at Jiajia Village. Should we say hello to the team? After all..."

"No need! Just drive!" Zhang Jianjun waved his hand, interrupting the driver's words.

"But! Where should we bury the coffin?" the driver continued to ask.

Zhang Jianjun was also in a dilemma for a while. After a long while, he waved his hand and said, "Whatever! It doesn't matter where you bury it! As long as it doesn't disturb others!"

The truck driver nodded: "Okay! I feel relieved with your words, boss!"

At this moment, a group of villagers from Jiajia Village who had gotten up early saw three cars parked at the entrance of the village and gathered around curiously.

"Comrades, what are you doing? Why do you come to our Jiajia Village so early in the morning?" A villager with a suspicious look on his face asked first.

Another sharp-eyed villager shouted, "Oh my! Look, there's a coffin on the truck! What's going on?"

For a moment, the villagers of Jiajia Village were in an uproar, talking about the matter at once.

Seeing this, Zhang Jianjun could not help but cover his face helplessly. Originally, he just wanted to bury Jia Dongxu quietly, but he never thought that such a situation would occur.

"Fellow villagers, please be quiet for a moment!" Zhang Jianjun took a deep breath and shouted loudly, trying to quiet down the noisy scene. "Do you know Jia Dongxu? He unfortunately passed away in an accident a few days ago. Moreover, none of his immediate family members are around at the moment. So, I came here specially today, thinking of burying him here, so that he can rest in peace and return to his roots!"

After listening to Zhang Jianjun's explanation, someone in the crowd suddenly seemed to remember something and said loudly: "Jia Dongxu? This name seems a little familiar... By the way, his grandfather couldn't be Jia Gui, right? Is his father called Jia Zhongyi?"

When Zhang Jianjun heard this, he nodded hurriedly and responded: "That's right! That's right! Please help tell the village chief that Jia Dongxu has passed away for quite some time. If he is not buried quickly, I'm afraid his body will rot soon." After that, Zhang Jianjun looked at the villagers around him anxiously.

Seeing this, the villagers did not dare to delay and immediately ran towards the village committee. Less than ten minutes later, the villager who ran to report the news came back, followed by a large group of people.

The leader, a middle-aged man with a square face and wearing a Zhongshan suit and glasses, smiled and said, "Hello, comrade. I am the village chief of this village. What is your name? And what is your relationship with Jia Dongxu?"

Zhang Jianjun did not dare to neglect him and immediately smiled and explained: "Hello! My name is Zhang Jianjun, I am Jia Dongxu's brother-in-law. His wife's cousin married me, so I wanted to take care of his affairs after his death!"

At this time, a dark-skinned farmer with a pointed face and monkey cheeks saw that Zhang Jianjun's car was better, so he had some other evil thoughts: "Zhang Jianjun, right? Why do you hold a funeral for my nephew? What qualifications do you have!"

Qin Jingru saw her husband being scolded and was about to open her mouth to refute, but was stopped by Zhang Jianjun: "Whether I am qualified or not is not your turn to say! Since you are Jia Dongxu's uncle, then you should give me the expenses for the past few days! A total of 1,300 yuan!"

When the guy with a pointed face and monkey cheeks heard that he wanted so much money, his eyes immediately rolled around: "You said 1,300, so 1,300? Besides, why should I give it to you?"

Zhang Jianjun already knew what this person was thinking. He simply wanted to take advantage of Zhang Jianjun's wealth. Zhang Jianjun had always hated this kind of villain.

"Why am I talking so much here? Do you think I'm in a good mood? Don't even mention that you are Jia Dongxu's uncle. Even if you are Jia Dongxu's biological father, what can you do? Get out of here if you know what's good for you. Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind."

The sharp-nosed monkey was so angry that he started to yell, "Why should I ask you to be responsible for my nephew? You are not welcome in our village. Get out now!"

Zhang Jianjun laughed in anger. He said to the people in the courtyard, "Since Jia Dongxu's uncle is fully responsible, let's put Jia Dongxu's coffin down and leave!"

Sha Zhu, Xu Damao and others nodded immediately: "Okay! I don't want to bother with these things. Since Jia Dongxu's uncle is here, let's go!"

As they spoke, several people jumped onto the truck, intending to lift the coffin down and put it on the ground.

The monkey's face immediately turned dark. He just wanted to extort some money but didn't really want to care about Jia Dongxu.

"Wait! Since you are already in charge, you must manage it to the end! But I have to say something ugly up front. Jia Dongxu wants to enter our ancestral tomb, but there is no way."

Zhang Jianjun's anger was also aroused by this person. He stared at the village chief coldly: "I hope the village chief can give me an explanation. Who is this person? Why does he refuse to give me face again and again? Is he making a fool of me?"

Before the village chief could even open his mouth, the sharp-nosed monkey opened his stinky mouth and began to mock him: "Hey, hey! You are such a big shot, and I still need to explain to you! Who do you think you are?"

The village chief glared at the sharp-nosed monkey in dissatisfaction, and then sternly scolded him: "Fugui, don't be rude! Apologize to this young comrade immediately."

The sharp-nosed monkey curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Apologize? Why should I apologize to him? Does he deserve it?"

The village chief was so angry that he was about to speak, but Zhang Jianjun stopped him: "Don't be angry, village chief. Can you find a place for me to bury Jia Dongxu? And if any of you have wild game, such as wild boar, wild rabbit, wild mushroom, etc., I will buy them at a high price!"

After Zhang Jianjun finished speaking, he took out a pack of Huazi with a smile and gave one to everyone present, except Jianzuihou.

"Okay, leave it to me. There's a piece of wasteland ahead. Just bury Jia Dongxu there!" The village chief took the cigarette and patted his chest to make the promise.

"No! Absolutely not. Jia Dongxu is my nephew. He will be buried in my family's ancestral tomb. You can't just bury him somewhere randomly!" When the sharp-nosed monkey saw that he couldn't get any benefits, he started to make trouble again!

"I'm going to school early! If you don't do that, then come and bury it. If you don't, then shut your stinky mouth." Zhang Jianjun's patience had reached its limit. He raised his hand and slapped the sharp-nosed monkey in the face, causing him to stagger and almost fall.

"Fuck! If you dare to hit me, I will fight you!" The sharp-nosed monkey was a coward with a loud voice. He said he wanted to fight Zhang Jianjun, but in fact he dropped the shovel in his hand and turned around and ran away...

"Village chief, don't worry about him, let's go!" Zhang Jianjun shook his head. He was quite disgusted with the village scoundrel like the sharp-nosed monkey.

"Okay!" The village chief nodded and walked towards the wasteland of Jiajia Village. Zhang Jianjun arranged the trucks behind him and followed behind the crowd...

The group had been walking for about ten minutes when suddenly a dozen villagers with weapons appeared in front of them, blocking the road. Leading them was the sharp-nosed monkey that had just run away.