Peerless Merry Village Director

In Erdaowan, it has been drizzling in the sky since early morning, and the fog is so thick that you can't see anything twenty meters away.

Li Chengjin got up early and took a long chain, led the donkey to the back hillside, found a grassy area, smashed a steel bar into the ground, connected it to the iron chain, and tied the donkey to the other end of the iron chain.

, so that it can turn around and eat grass.

Then, he strolled back to the village. As he was walking, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming towards him. He looked carefully and saw that the person coming was Xiaoquan, the eight-year-old son of He Hongjun at the west end of the village. He was crying as he ran.

Seeing Li Chengjin, he immediately cried: "Uncle Cheng Jin, my father had a car accident in the countryside, and my mother asked me to come find you."

Li Chengjin was shocked and asked anxiously: "How is your father? Is he seriously injured?"

He Xiaoquan cried: "I don't know, you go ask my mother!"

Li Chengjin didn't bother to say anything and rushed to He Hongjun's house.

He Hongjun is the only one with the surname He in the village. His parents passed away a few years ago and he no longer has any relatives in the village. So He Hongjun died unexpectedly, and his wife Liu Shuzhen had no choice but to ask the village chief Li Chengjin for help.

Li Chengjin rushed into He Hongjun's house like a gust of wind and saw Liu Shuzhen combing her hair in front of the mirror. There was no trace of sadness on her face. She felt relieved and breathed: "Brother He, are you okay?"

Liu Shuzhen is twenty-nine years old, with a medium build, plump and plump, with long hair hanging down her shoulders. The skin on her face has darkened due to the sun from farming. Although her appearance is not as pretty and charming as Li Xiaoting, not as charming as Zheng Xiaocui, she is still

She has a nice face and seductive appearance. When she heard Li Chengjin's question, she turned around and smiled slightly, saying, "He's dead. I heard his head was crushed. It's quite scary."

Seeing her smile, Li Chengjin couldn't help but froze, with an incredible expression on his face, and looked at her without blinking. He couldn't believe that a woman whose husband had just died tragically could have such a beautiful face.

Smile. Even any of the villagers would be sad when hearing such news, but she still smiled so calmly...

Liu Shuzhen looked at his surprised expression and still smiled: "If He Hongjun dies, I can get married. Can't I be a little happier?"

Li Chengjin clenched his fists tightly, and really wanted to punch her twice. He suppressed the anger in his chest, smiled coldly, and said: "You said such words at this time, don't you think you are going too far?

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Liu Shuzhen smiled brighter, looked at him, and said, "Really? I don't think so!" She looked at his fist, then smiled and said, "You want to hit me, right? Go ahead! Aren't you men better than us women?"

Do you have the strength? Fight! Fight!" The last two words were shouted.

From her eyes, Li Chengjin saw the grievance hidden in her heart. He suddenly understood that there was a story in her heart. He sighed and said: "I don't have that power. I will go find someone to find a car right away and pull the big brother of the Red Army away."

Come back and take care of his funeral affairs." After saying this, he turned around and walked out quickly.

Liu Shuzhen did not move, and said to herself with a smile: "He Hongjun, you should have died a long time ago. This is the retribution you deserve, retribution..."

Li Chengjin hurried to Liu Tiezhu's house and asked him to get on a tricycle. He ran to the door again, called four strong young men, got on the tricycle together, and rushed to Shuiquan Township. As soon as he entered the street, he saw a department store in the distance.

There was a group of people gathered at the entrance of the store, and Liu Tiezhu drove his tricycle and ran over. When he parked his car nearby, six people got out of the car and squeezed into the crowd.

Li Chengjin squeezed directly to the front. In front of him was a very miserable scene. An agricultural tricycle with the front half broken rolled over on the side of the road, scattering coal all over the ground. In front of the tricycle, a headless body lay, with blood flowing down a large area.

, He Hongjun’s head and face were completely pressed on the road by the wheel, and only scattered hair could be seen...

After watching this, Li Chengjin felt very sad and asked urgently: "Who is the witness? Who can prove that he is He Hongjun?"

"I saw it with my own eyes." A man covered in soot said, "He just bought a thousand kilograms of coal from me and was hit by a large car as soon as he was on the road."

Li Chengjin hurriedly asked: "Did you see the license plate number of that big car clearly?"

The man selling coal shook his head and said: "No, I didn't care about anything. I was dumbfounded at the time. I just looked at him. The traffic police team asked me just now, and they went after the big car."

Li Chengjin looked at He Hongjun's body and sighed: "No matter what, we have to get him back first!" After that, he turned to Liu Tiezhu and others and said: "Let's go! Go to the coffin shop to buy a coffin."

After that, the six people squeezed out of the crowd one after another, got on the tricycle, and went straight to the coffin shop at the north end of the town.

Li Chengjin personally selected a good-quality coffin, and the shopkeeper wanted it for fifteen hundred yuan.

None of the six Li Chengjins brought any money. After a lot of effort, the six of them made an IOU, got a coffin on credit, loaded it onto a tricycle, and hurriedly returned to the scene of the car accident and put He Hongjun's body into the coffin.

Li Chengjin borrowed a coal shovel from someone else, asked for a plastic bag, scooped up He Hongjun's crushed head from the ground, put it in a plastic bag, tied it, and put it into the coffin around He Hongjun's neck. Six people

Get on the bus and return to Erdaowan.

After returning to the village, they unloaded the coffin directly in the middle of the yard of He Hongjun's house. Everyone worked together to dig a hole, plant poles, and build a simple funeral shed with plastic sheeting to cover the coffin.

Li Chengjin hurriedly went to find all the old people in the village who knew funeral rites and could make paper. More than 20 people were busy arranging He Hongjun's funeral affairs.

He Xiaoquan knelt in front of the coffin head, burning paper money in an iron basin and crying. Liu Shuzhen just went out and looked at the coffin without shedding a single tear.

In the evening, everyone left one after another.

According to folk custom, someone must keep vigil for the deceased at night, commonly known as a corpse watcher. Because He Hongjun's death was so tragic, the old people who watched the corpse in the past did not dare to come. They all said they felt uncomfortable and declined.

Li Chengjin had no choice but to be the corpse watcher himself. He had never done such a thing before, but he was not afraid. He always felt sorry for the death of the Red Army.