Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 459 Funeral (7)

"You forgot, that was when my cousin said that he was going to get married, and there was no rice to cook at home, so I borrowed a little from our family. Cousin, you have seen it today. For my uncle’s funeral, my family spent money. Big money,"

On Tuesday Lang held his arm tightly to help out, and said sadly: "Last year was another disaster year, and this year's summer grain has not yet come down. Now the wheat noodles we run are borrowed from people in the village. Uncle, how about you return the rice you borrowed from my house."

  The second son of Zhang forcefully broke away from Tuesday Lang's hand, and said solemnly: "I don't remember such a thing, did you remember it wrong?"

   "Impossible, uncle cousin, my memory is good."

   "You are young and don't remember anything, otherwise you wait for me to ask your father, your father must not know that this happened."

   After talking, he left in a hurry.

  Tuesday Lang curled his lips, turned around and went back.

  Thursday Lang took the steamed buns out of his mouth with disgust, and gave them back. Tue Lang took them to eat and despised Thurshurang, "Now I know I hate it. You used to grow up eating my saliva."

  Thursday Lang almost vomited, "Second brother, talk about it!"

  Tuesday Lang will stop teasing him.

  Man Bao probed from behind Wednesday Lang to look at the Zhang family in the yard looking around, curiously said: "I haven't seen them."

   "That's your grandma's maiden family. Our two families haven't been in contact for several years. It's normal if you don't remember."

   Zhou Dalang thought of something, his face changed, "Oh, room full of treasures."

  Friday Lang and Saturday Lang changed their faces when they heard Yan Yan, and ran to the small courtyard next door.

  They know that there are many silver ingots in Manbao House.

  The brothers and young calves rushed to the small courtyard next door, and saw that the door of Man Bao’s room was closed tightly and locked the door with a lock.

  The brothers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then they felt that there seemed to be noise in their room not far away.

The two of them looked at each other and walked up quietly. Zhou Lang opened the door with a "bang" and saw a dirty child looking through the bamboo box where he put his clothes, and the bed was originally laid out with quilts. It was turned over in a mess.

  Friday, Lang shouted, rushed directly to hold down the child, and directly started searching for his clothes.

  He was about to call Saturday Lang to help, but he rushed out when he saw Saturday Lang Teng's help, and an unfamiliar shout came from the yard.

Zhou Lang directly covered the mouth of the child underneath, and shouted outside: "Cover his mouth, search and search. I didn't believe what the third brother said, but it turned out to be true. Are your Zhang family all thieves? "

  Wu Lang searched the person again and finally found out the eight cents he had hidden in his clothes.

On Friday, Lang Ping met a thief who stole money for the first time. He was so angry that he hit him and said, “I told you to steal money, I told you to steal money. Dad still has a face."

  Saturday in the yard Lang Aoao yelled, "Fifth brother, help me—"

  Friday Lang slapped and finally gave the black boy a slap. When he rushed out, he saw that his sixth brother was being suppressed and beaten. He was so angry that he rushed forward...

When Wednesday Lang and Thursday Lang ran over, they saw that their two younger brothers were beating a teenager, and they tore the people’s tattered clothes. They found a few dollars from a pile of cloth strips. .

  Wednesday Lang & Thursday Lang:……

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang worked together to beat the two broken children away, and then looked carefully at other rooms, only to find that only the rooms of Chu Lang and Man Bao in the small courtyard were locked, and the other people’s rooms were all locked. Rummaged.

  The flowers that Da Ya and Er Ya San Ya had put in the room, which were given by Man Bao, are gone.

  The brothers were very angry, and turned around to find their parents.

  Wednesday Lang hurriedly stopped the person, "Are you stupid? It's useless to find your parents for such a thing. Come on, third brother teaches you, you go to Da Ya and them..."

  Wednesday Lang imparted experience to the two of them, perhaps because he was afraid that they would suffer a loss, he also took a special look at Chu Lang, and shook his head after hesitating for a while.

  Thursday Lang said: "Three brothers, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

"It's a pity that you are married, otherwise you are still a'child'," Wei Lang sighed: "But you are the father of the child now. If you do something like that, the cousin will definitely hold on to it if they catch it. forget it."

  Thursday Lang's eyes rolled around, and he gave Wu Lang an idea, "Where are your friends? Call them, damn, bullying our Lao Zhou family and bullying to our house, when we are still children?"

  Saturday Lang is the youngest. He knows that his cousin’s house is not good. In his memory, he will be bullied every time he is with his cousin’s family, but those memories are long gone.

  After all, the two have not been in contact for many years, have they?

  But this time, the scene of being bullied in my memory is not only re-remembered, but also more intense than ever.

  Saturday Lang's eyes are red, and all those who are aggrieved by rolling up his sleeves cried out, "I have friends, I'll go find them!"

  Wu Lang of course is with him. They have always been kings of children of the same age in the village. Over the years, because they are rich and powerful, they have developed an aura early. How can they endure this breath in silence?

  Weilang and the others are looking for someone aggressively, and the courtyard across the wall is also surging.

  Taoist Taoist priests came down the mountain. They would eat a meal here, and then they would hold a spiritual calligraphy ceremony. After the spiritual call, they would go to the burial.

  Yesterday, Qian took Zhou Yin’s birth date and went up the mountain to ask about the auspicious time of the burial, and agreed upon the time for the evocation. At this time, the Taoist priests arrived at the bottom of the mountain, and Lao Zhoutou and Qian went to greet them.

  Man Bao followed him with a little tail, Dao He pulled Man Bao, and whispered: "Your house is so lively."

  Man Bao nodded perfunctorily.

Dao He saw her absent-minded, so he sighed, and said, "You are so sad and change."

  Man Bao nodded seriously.

  While waiting for the Taoist priests to eat, Lao Zhoutou sat back on the mat next to the coffin, and Man Bao sat beside him.

  Zhang Boss and Zhang Lao Er swayed in from outside the gate and couldn't help but squinted when they saw Taoist priests sitting in the courtyard.

  The two went directly into the mourning hall without taking off their shoes, and sat directly on the mat.

  Man Bao frowned.

  Boss Zhang was next to Lao Zhou's head and sighed: "Cousin, you haven't been to my house for several years, haven't you?"

  Lao Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at him, but said nothing.

  Although he can't drive people out or fight with people, he can ignore them.

  Boss Zhang didn't mind, he sat up cross-legged, rubbing his dirty shoes against the mat, and Mr. Zhou simply turned his head to the side, seeing nothing.

  The boss of Zhang also raised his head and looked inside, thinking that he was looking at the coffin, so he asked, "Good people, if you don't say anything, you will be gone."

  (End of this chapter)