Hiding in the mountains to watch the end of the world

The third uncle's funeral has been done for more than three days, and Zhao's mother has to go out every day to help make shrouds and so on. The helpers eat there together, and it is very lively, especially at the ancestral hall. An aunt was mourning, and had to be carried to the ancestral grave early in the morning on the fourth day.

During this period, I also held Zhao Dabing's funeral without telling Aunt Ying, but it was just a tomb of clothes, and going down with his father was considered the village's kindness to him. In the future, when Aunt Ying worshiped the third uncle, even her own man Worship, in short, although this is against the rules, no one objected.

After the third uncle is Zhao Yuan's funeral. This is a bit more troublesome, but it is still simple. It is organized by the village head's family. Seeing the ashes of the eldest son go into the ancestral grave, the village head seems to be [-] years old. When she was a few years old, she fell down all of a sudden, and the fifth aunt's crying voice became hoarse.

Zhao Yuan's seniority is low, so he just finished the work in two days. There are not so many rules, but generally everyone will not go out at this time, for fear of bumping into ghosts.

There were two or three funerals in the village. The atmosphere in the village was not as active as before.

In the past, every day, I heard my boss scolding so-and-so’s chicken for eating my own food, or the west’s scolding so-and-so’s dog for scaring my children. Talk about the previous morning.Now, everyone no longer has the mind to pay attention to these small things, and worships gods every day when they are free, so that ancestors and gods can bless those who are away from home to return home safely.

An Huaize stayed at home for five or six days, and started to go to the ancestral hall on the seventh day. When passing by other people's homes, at least he could hear the loud voices of the aunts in the yard, telling the children to wake up, tell the children to eat, and ask the head of the house to cook Anything, everything.Now, when passing by, there is almost no sound, even there are no aunts and uncles at the ancestral hall, and uncles are sitting and chatting.

Zhao Mian and the others went there to continue working on the fifth morning. Both Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were not very emotional, so the atmosphere at home was rather depressing every day.

The common people have their own way to adjust their mood. After ten days, everyone resumed their previous life one after another. It’s just that they just greeted each other when they met. The ancestral hall and the entrance of the village, everyone will still be together Sitting there chatting, but will avoid some topics, what was your son like before, my son is working outside now that he is promising, I won’t talk about these anymore.

This situation in the village continued until early June, when someone from the village came back again. When the old men at the entrance of the village saw it, they were happy at first, then frowned, but they still went to inform the Zeng family.

The person who came back was Zeng Pei's father. When he came back, he was riding a tricycle with some supplies in it. There was a big knife pinned to his waist with blood stains on it, and his eyes were fierce.

Zeng Guangyi came back with a young woman in her twenties. The woman's belly was a little swollen, and she followed behind him. When Zeng's mother heard that the head of the house had returned, she ran out with her son.

The first thing Zeng Pei saw was his father, and the second was the woman behind his father. This incident was not in his memory. Zeng Pei looked at his father in disbelief, and quickly lowered his head. get cold.

"Head of the family, you are finally back." Great mother cried loudly, crying hoarsely as she hugged great father, as if she had found the backbone.

The head of the family came back, and the two of them finally found support, so they didn't have to worry about it every day.

"Okay, don't cry, I'm back." Zeng Guangyi pushed his mother away impatiently, and shouted, "Go back and pack your things, Xiaomei is weak and can't stand for a long time."

Only then did Zeng Mu notice the vixen behind the head of the house, and looked up at her husband in disbelief, feeling a little lucky, "The head of the house, who is this?"

There was a flash of pride in Zengfu's eyes, "This is Xiaomei, we will be a family from now on, Xiaomei is weak, so don't bully her."

Mother Zeng was stunned on the spot, never thinking that the head of the house was such a person, so she rushed over and slapped the young woman on the face, "Fox spirit, shameless, let you seduce the head of the house."

Xiaomei covered her face, her eyes filled with tears, she threw herself into Zeng Guangyi's arms, "Husband, this old woman hit me!"

As soon as Zeng's mother pulled, Xiaomei was pulled out, Xiaomei screamed, Zeng's mother's hand was still in the air, and before she could strike, Zeng Guangyi yelled, "How dare you, I'll divorce you! "

The tears that Zeng's mother had just stopped couldn't stop, she cried and looked at Zeng's father, "Zeng Guangyi, I have been married to you for so many years, gave birth to a son for you, and took care of the house, now you want to divorce me because of a vixen? "

Seeing Zengmu's obese body, Zeng's father showed the disgust in his heart, "If you hadn't given birth to a son for me, I would have divorced you now."

"Then you divorce!" Zengmu screamed, pointing at her great father tremblingly, "If you have the ability, you can divorce me, and I will take my son back to my mother's house."

Zeng Mu stabbed the knife, "Smelly mother-in-law, the son is mine, you can try to take it away? I will cut you off!"

Zeng's mother was heartbroken, grabbed Zeng's father's hand, and put the knife on her neck, "Chop it up, chop it up! Zeng Guangyi, I forgive you for not daring to do it. If you cut me down, I won't let her go even if she dies." If you don't, you don't want to stay in the village any longer."