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As soon as the shopkeeper heard what Lin An said, he immediately agreed again and again.

"I don't know how much you plan to buy? Where do you want to send it?"

"If you buy four taels of silver, you will get another one tael for white noodles." Lin An touched his chest while talking, and half of the money was spent in one fell swoop.

"Okay, then let me go to the granary to have a look now?" The shopkeeper grinned with a smile on his face, bowed his body and went to meet the three of them to the warehouse.

"It's the autumn harvest season soon, and the price of grain is expected to be lower. I bought a lot this time. I wonder if the shopkeeper can send some?"

"That's easy to say, we'll see how much we get after finishing the scale."

"Maybe there will be a next time, but we can't just do a one-off deal."

On the scale, Lin An bought a total of 94 shi of rice for the four taels of silver. Because this shi weighed 140 kilograms, he asked the shopkeeper to make up an integer of [-], and bought the remaining one tael of silver for [-]. A catty of white flour, this is not a small amount, so the shopkeeper couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear, and the things he gave were also very refreshing. Before leaving, the shopkeeper even gave some pastries for them to eat on the way.

Although it was said that Lin An spent half of the money all at once, he still had a sense of security in his heart when he saw the two carts of grain behind him.

When Lin An and the others arrived at the entrance of the village, they heard the mourning of many people in the village.

"I'm afraid it's not something that happened to someone." Everyone in this village is familiar with it, so when he heard the voice, Uncle Li's expression immediately changed. As the bullock cart walked towards the village step by step, Lin An His heart also became uneasy, the sound of mourning seemed to come from Xiaomao's house.

"I'll go down first." After greeting Uncle Li, Lin An gave the key to Mo Si, asking him to take the things back first.

When Lin An arrived at Xiaomao's house, the yard was already full of people. Several older people were crying and singing. The mourning hall at home had already been set up, and Xiaomao curled up and knelt in the center of the mourning hall, burning paper money.

"Oh, Mr. Lin! You are finally back. This grandma of the Mao family went there last night." The one who pulled Lin An to talk was the old man from the nearby household. He usually had a good relationship with Grandma Mao, and now he was crying too. eyes are red.

"Brother Lin~" Xiao Mao turned around after hearing Lin An's voice, his sallow face was now swollen and red, he hadn't cried while kneeling there, but now he has been crying since seeing Lin An, but He didn't speak even after calling him.

"Okay, it's okay, and I'm still here. Your grandma is getting old, and she just went to live in another place, or she wouldn't leave you to me before going." Lin An accompanied Xiaomao She knelt on the ground and held him in her arms, comforting him non-stop.

After Mo Yan told people to pack up the things at home, he arrived at Xiaomao's house. As soon as he came in, he saw Lin An kneeling in front of the mourning hall with Xiaomao in his arms. He has not been here for a long time, and he has been in contact with people in this village for a long time. Not too long, he knew that Xiao Mao had suffered a lot, and he knew that Lin An's current appearance was right, but when he saw Lin An hugging Xiao Mao tightly, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, as for this kind of unhappy , Before he had time to find out what was going on, he was directed by Lin An to help other people.

Lin An originally planned to set up a banquet tomorrow, as a way of saying hello to everyone and officially accepting Xiao Mao, but because of what happened today, the red thing turned into a white matter.

Almost every family in the village came, and they brought something, mostly food.

Before everyone came to the mourning hall, everyone would tell Xiao Mao how pitiful he was, and then tell everyone in the village directly if he had something to say, and said that he must listen to Lin An.Lin An felt that Xiaomao was young, and after hearing others say how pitiful he was, he would feel even worse.

Nowadays, if there are older members of the family, they will lay the coffin in advance and put it at home. The fear is that they will die suddenly at that time, but they don’t even have a coffin. It’s just because Xiao Mao’s family is very poor. No money.According to what other people in the village said, they were buried directly in the back mountain when they were tired with mats.

"After all, it belongs to the same village, and it's not like when we were fighting in the past. This family's postings are not at all just rolled up and buried." When Lizheng said this, the voice of the enthusiastic discussion just now disappeared instantly. up.

"When my elder brother died, he didn't say that he wanted everyone to pay for the coffin." After a while of silence, someone whispered from behind.

"Who still has extra money now? People are dead, so it's okay to make life difficult for the living. In the past few years, there wasn't even a pit to lie on the ground, and I haven't seen anyone say it." Here Those who spoke were several middle-aged men and women.

"I have a little bit, but not much." Unlike the young people who are older, there are a few who are willing to pay, although it is only one or two copper coins.

"I don't think the Lin family has it? Just now, it's food for two donkey carts. It's not something we can get for people who can't even eat enough. Now that he has adopted Xiaomao, let's go out." The money to buy a coffin for the Mao family's grandma should be the money, and the Mao family's things are all his now." When Zuo Xianglian saw Lin An's two big carts of things coming in, she had to look at her. Blind, if Lin An didn't break his brain last time, all these things would belong to their family. I really didn't expect that there are so many silver taels hidden in this useless thing.

"I think it's the same. You can talk to him. It's probably okay." Although the other woman couldn't see Zuo Xianglian's face, but it was about her own interests, she still stood by Zuo Xianglian.

After listening to Li Zheng, he didn't rush to refute, and it seemed that he had thought of this too.

Lin An actually didn't know about the coffin, but when he got to the back, he heard a few old people talking about burying Grandma Mao wrapped in straw mats, so he immediately went to Lizheng and said that he would pay for a coffin for Grandma Mao.

"Hey, you are also a sensible person. Our village was sorry for you some time ago." Li Zheng changed his previous attitude of alienation towards Lin An, and when he said this, he was still a little emotional and a little embarrassed .

"This is what I should do."

It took five hundred Wen to buy a coffin for Grandma Mao, and Lizheng asked Uncle Li to drive a bullock cart directly to the next village to drag it back.

Because Lin An originally brought back the meat, the banquet was prepared on the same day. Even though it was summer, the corpse still had to be placed at home for three days before being buried.On the night of drinking, Li Zheng handed over the land deed of Xiaomao's family to Lin An in front of everyone, and also explained clearly that Xiaomao will follow Lin An in the future.

On the day of the burial, Lin An went up the mountain with Xiao Mao, who was dressed in sackcloth and mourning.After returning, Xiao Mao packed his things and formally moved into Lin An's house.

Maybe Xiao Mao didn't get used to it for a while, but after coming here, he was a little reserved towards Lin An and was not as close as before. He always rushed to do things, as if he was afraid of being thrown away by Lin An.

"Just the same as before. If you're like this, I'll think you think I'm not good enough." Lin An touched Xiaomao's head and said seriously. He didn't get along with children much, so the fact I don't really know how to bring children.

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