Apocalyptic Tundra Age

On the third day of rain, Xu Zhonglei participated in a collective funeral. Traditionally, the dead in the village have to stop for seven days before they can be buried. But now that it is raining, the village chief made a decision and ordered everyone to divide the work. .

The corpses of the villagers were piled up in the village chief's field. After a few days, the corpses became stinky and stiff. Several dogs guarded the surrounding viciously, with red eyes that made people frightened.

The village head turned green when he saw that his field became stinky.The young and middle-aged men who had negotiated to carry the corpse had greener faces, all of them had their hands in their pockets and their eyes looked up at the sky.

The ancestral cemetery is in the big tea garden in the village, two or three miles away from the village head's house. Usually one or two died, and it was enough to carry the coffin for a few laps. Now there are more than 100 of them stacked on top of each other. , when will this be lifted?

"Move, move!" The village chief shouted from the side, and the people assigned to carry the corpse pretended to be busy walking back and forth, but no one reached out and was unwilling to do it. The road is so far away, if any parts are lost , do you pick it up or not?

Uncle Guosheng suggested to the village head: "Why don't we just dig a hole here? There are so many people, and it's raining now, so the fire can't burn."

"Okay you old bastard! Just think of some bad ideas! Bury the dead in the grain-growing field, thank you for thinking of it! When you plant a bowl of rice, you, Xu Guosheng, can eat it and bury it!" Started cursing.

Xu Zhonglei mixed in the crowd, he didn't want to come, it would be a pain to come out in heavy rain, so he stayed behind to watch the development of the situation.

The clever people left the team and ran towards the cemetery on the mountain, apparently wanting to rescue soldiers.

Xu Zhonglei knew that there was a high probability that he was looking for Xu Zhiping, so he didn't speak, and watched the situation silently while pinching his nose.

"Xu Xin, you are an old man. If I eat, I will eat it. I will send that bowl of rice to your ancestors, and eat your mother's ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Greetings to parents, ancestors, and genitals, that's the fun of fighting.

Xu Zhonglei felt that something was missing after not hearing the familiar yelling and scolding for a few days.

"It's noisy! It's noisy! Both of them are more than 100 years old together, so what can't be said properly!" It was Uncle Jiang's voice.

I don't know what the person who reported the letter said, but the people who went to dig holes on the mountain came down in a mighty manner with hoes on their backs. When they arrived, they surrounded the two quarreling people into a big circle with a sense of spectatorship, and asked It's not wet on the ground, you can also sit on the ground.

"What's going on? Tell me, Xu Dali!" Xu Zhiping walked into the crowd, pulled them away before asking what happened.

"Uncle Guosheng wanted to bury people here, but the village chief said no, and the two of them were arguing!"

"It was agreed to bury people in the ancestral grave, what happened?"

The people next to him quickly spoke up: "Xu Zhiping, if we don't have anything to do, we don't come here. How do we know that people are like that? We didn't prepare the coffin, and we have to carry it by hand."

Xu Zhiping nodded and said, "Let me take a look first."

Xu Zhonglei looked in Xu Zhiping's direction, and saw him walk dozens of steps to the corpse field, dragged a corpse, and tried to walk in the middle again.

When he came back, Xu Zhonglei could smell the stuffy and pungent smell on his body.

"Village chief, do you want to go and have a look too?" After speaking, Xu Zhiping dragged the village chief to the corpse field.

Xu Zhonglei watched gloatingly: funerals, marriages, and general village chiefs can talk. If he wants to be buried in the ancestral grave, he must be buried in the ancestral grave, but he doesn't think about it. Can others be willing to do what he himself is unwilling to do? ?

After walking for a while, the village chief didn't say a word.

"Well, this field, we still need to cultivate the land. The fields in our village are all connected. One buried the body, and the rest grew something. Do you dare to eat it? Cremation is not good, it is too wet It won’t burn, and it’s a waste of wood, and I’m afraid it won’t burn well. I think our parents will be buried on the mountain above!” Xu Zhiping pointed to the top.

It was a small fir forest, not far from the field, but there was a big uphill, of course, compared to going to the ancestral grave, it was nothing.

Seeing that everyone agreed with Xu Zhiping's suggestion, Xu Zhonglei knew that his big brother was still the same, and unintentionally pulled down the village chief from the position he had held for more than 30 years.Although the village head is still the head of the village, no one listens to him anymore.

"If everyone agrees, it's still the same as before, dig a big hole first and then bury the person. Those who move the corpse should wear an extra layer of clothes, cover the nose and mouth with a piece of cloth, and then wrap it in plastic, pay attention to safety."

Xu Zhonglei knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to be fully armed. He went home and found a raincoat to wear outside first, then put on a helmet, mask, rain boots, gloves, and finally put on a thick layer of rags, and then Like others, wrap yourself in a plastic bag.

Dr. Zeng and his son have already made stretchers one by one, just tie two green bamboo poles with wet cloth strips.

After Xu Zhonglei got dressed, the big pit was almost dug. The people who dug the pit had no protective equipment, so they withdrew first.The rest will be handed over to the dozen or so people who are ready.

The death patterns caused by the earthquake are different. Xu Zhonglei was very nauseous at first, but then his nerves became numb, and he started to study it seriously, including those with broken arms and legs, those with missing heads, those whose heads were smashed flat, and those who were injured. Know what's smashed in half, and what's missing a chunk of meat.

That was probably a good thing done by the dogs in the village. They had no owners and they ate meat instead.

Xu Zhonglei was shocked, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a big black dog staring at him not far away, with red eyes and bared teeth.

Seeing Xu Zhonglei stop, the people nearby also looked to the side.After a while, he put down the stretcher, picked up a stone and threw it at that side. Xu Zhonglei heard the dog barking "Aww", and ran away with his tail between his legs.

"An animal is an animal! When it sees that there are many people here, it dares not come."

Xu Zhonglei's random partner is called Wang Jiating, and they chatted during the lunch break.She is only one year older than Xu Zhonglei, married and had children a long time ago. She dug out her own two dolls from the ruins. She dug a hole and buried them together. Her husband, mother-in-law And the father-in-law was in the corpse field. At that time, she only cared about her own children, and the others were carried by the villagers.

Xu Zhonglei felt that Wang Jiating did not look like a person of his age. The girls of the same age he met in Guang'an were all in their prime, with smooth and fair skin, and they were well groomed. You can still see that she is unkempt, very haggard, and her eyes are swollen. Of course, Xu Zhonglei thinks that he should be similar to her.

Xu Zhonglei asked why Wang Jiating was so calm, she chuckled and said, "People are dead, and they can't survive. Women can only cry when someone hurts them. Now, who listens to you crying?"

Xu Zhonglei could only spread his hands, drank his saliva and continued to move people.

Everyone must be strong!

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There was no mourning, no firecrackers, no paper money, and no children wearing white cloth and filial piety. The villagers silently slammed their heads three times at the wooden tablet and dispersed in twos and twos.

Xu Zhonglei had no relatives in there, even his uncle's grandfather's family, and they were not the ones he wanted to worship, so he left by himself before the villagers arrived.

The corpses were collected to prevent the outbreak of the plague after the earthquake, so kowtowing for show was unnecessary.