The Evil Man’s Lazy Lady

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Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

One hundred copper coins is nothing to the Qin family, and sometimes it is more than this to the servant. However, in the eyes of everyone in Qingshan Village, it is the heaviest work done by a man for three or four days in a row to earn it back. wages.

As a result, the daughters-in-law who were worried about their husband's accident released their hands one after another, and the strong men who were hesitant strode out. After all, they all know that as long as there are many people, they are not afraid of encountering wolves. Those beasts also have spirituality.

In just a few breaths, more than forty people gathered.

Li Zheng's face was extremely ugly, as if he had been slapped in public, his red and white changed. Of course, he was only Li Zheng, and he could call on the villagers to enter the mountain if they didn't want to, but he had no reason to object when they offered to help. And what hurts him most is that no matter how angry he is, he can't show it.

"Since everyone is eager to help, then hurry home and pick up the things, and gather here immediately after picking up!"

The crowd dispersed, Li Zheng glanced at Qin Ruhai coldly, called Zhao Dalang, and walked away.

It was only at this moment that Qin Ruhai heard a voice similar to a low roar of a beast. He followed the sound in surprise and met a pair of bloodshot eyes. Xiao Lang struggled frantically, Shu Maoting's sleeves were torn to pieces, and his arms were covered in blood. Qin Shi's condition was slightly better, but blood was also seen on his arms.

Is this kid crazy?

The well-informed Qin Ruhai didn't hesitate, raised his hand and slashed towards the back of Xiao Lang's neck, the pain came, Xiao Lang's movements froze, and he fell softly into Qin's arms.

Shu Wan covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

The summer is long, and when the last rays of light are about to disappear, the villagers who have entered the mountain come back.

The two workers of the Qin family carried a simple stretcher that was temporarily bound, covered with a white cloth. When they left, the cloth was as white as snow. When they returned, it was stained with a little blood, some as thick as ink stains, and some as fine as sparks. As the footsteps swayed, the uneven shape under the white cloth became more and more obvious.

Xiao Shouyun held the stretcher with one hand and beat his chest with the other, crying from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, like being run over by a sand table.

The villagers who followed behind were also full of sympathy.

Hearing the movement, Mr. Qin hurried out of the house. He fainted with just one look. Fortunately, he was supported by Qin Ruhai and Shu Wan who followed closely behind.

"Grandpa, my mother she..." Shu Wan called out anxiously, not wanting to look at the situation over there.

Qin Ruhai's face was heavy, "Your mother is too sad, it's not a big problem, you are guarding them at home, I'll go take a look." Helping to help Qin shi to the house, Qin Ruhai whispered to Shu Wan and strode away Going out, that kind of scene is not suitable for little girls to watch.

Looking at the distant back, Shu Wan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt like she was in a dream. It's obviously fine, why did this happen all of a sudden? Originally, she was supposed to bring her sister back. The family sat in the courtyard and had dinner. Across the two circles of low fences, they could see Second Uncle Xiao and Xiao Lang on the opposite side. Warm and harmonious.

Now, Xiao Lang is unconscious on the kang, Second Uncle Xiao…

In an instant, night fell.

In the distance, there were screaming cries, lowly consolation from the villagers, and the calm and powerful voice of the grandfather, who was in command of the funeral arrangements.

Mosquitoes buzzing in your ears, the dream suddenly becomes real, no matter how painful your heart is, life will continue, even if you feel distressed and do not want to wake up, there will always be something to remind you, wake up!

Shu Wan wiped away her tears, turned around to light the gauze-covered oil lamp, left one in front of the kitchen door, and carried the other into the house.

Under the dim light, Xiao Lang frowned, and his thin face was haggard. Shu Wan picked up the round fan on the cabinet, stood on the head of the kang, fanned the wind for the two of them, looked up at the dark night sky outside the screen window, and his eyes were blank.

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Xiao Yongjiang's house is located in the east of the village, with three upper rooms and two east and west rooms. Although it has been some years, compared with Xiao Lang's thatched hut, one is heaven and the other is earth.

At this moment, the stretcher was parked in the yard that was cluttered with lax cleaning.

Xiao Yongjiang knelt beside him and lowered his head to wipe his tears. Originally, he wanted to cry out like the eldest son, but unexpectedly he shouted, "Shou Luck, why is your life so hard, early..." At that time, the villagers were still He didn't go away. Hearing Xiao Yongjiang shouting like this, everyone lost their voice and looked at him in disbelief. Even the crying spirit cried out to the wrong name. I'm afraid this is the only one in the past, right? If it weren't for the circumstances, it would have been sarcastic. So Xiao Yongjiang immediately shut up, lowered his head and pretended to be dead, until the person who helped took the money and dispersed, he felt a little more at ease.

Mrs. Zhang hid in the west wing where her two daughters lived with her four-year-old Douzi in her arms. She looked at the eldest daughter, Cui He, who was lying in bed early, and the second daughter, Lotus, who was playing with pieces of jewelry. Her eyes rolled and she pondered her thoughts. Although the family was separated, they were related by blood after all. Xiao Lang was also a child. This funeral must be left to them. Fortunately, only a few bones remained. , that also costs their family's money!

The old man can't do anything, except to help farming, he has never earned a penny. The husband is lazy and slippery, and a little careful, but he can't get money for that little bit of greed? Life was already tight, where would she pay to buy a coffin?

Anxiously, he patted his son, who wanted to run out to watch the fun. Mrs. Zhang's eyes suddenly lit up. To organize a funeral for Xiao Shouwang, of course, it would use their family's money! In the past two years, their father and son have often come back from hunting game, either rabbits or pheasants. The two men are usually frugal and frugal, so I don't know how much money they have saved!

Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to stand up, carried her son on the kang, put it under the care of Lotus, raised her feet and walked out, just as she was about to lift the door curtain, she suddenly heard someone say: "Brother Xiao, you can't die. Resurrection, let’s discuss about Ah Lang’s father’s funeral, my son-in-law and his brother have a fight, if there is anything that can be of use to us, just speak up, it’s hot now, you have to hurry into the burial.”

Qin Ruhai stood beside Shu Maoting, coldly looking at Xiao Yongjiang and his son who were fake crying. My son-in-law is a mild-mannered person who is unreasonable and shameless, and he can't tell if he is reasonable. Since he is here, he will simply help with the cooking.

Zhang's heart was tight, everyone knew that Qin's family was rich, and the copper plate was distributed like water just now. If her husband was smart, he might not be able to make them pay. Then he would be cutting corners, but he couldn't be small. Made a fortune?

At the same time, I was excited and anxious, for fear that my husband would not be able to speak.

Xiao Yongjiang married an unruly widow as his successor, and his temperament had long since been cleaned up. After finally waiting for her to die, he married a more powerful daughter-in-law, trying to find a way to **** away his pitiful private money, and then in addition to He left some food for him for three meals, and he would never share half a coin again, and he was not allowed to mix and inquire about things involving money and goods. Now that he heard Qin Ruhai asking about the funeral, he instinctively shrank his head and glanced at Xiao Shouyun.

"Thank you Uncle Qin, my father is so sad that he can't speak, please don't mind." Using the cover of the night, Xiao Shouyun hurriedly said without face, and then sighed deeply: "Uncle Qin , I'm not afraid of your jokes, right now the wheat has not been recovered, the family has no spare money for a long time, and the meals are all provided on credit from the warehouse, although I want to do the scenery for the second brother, but there is nothing I can do!"

Zhang Shi, who was hiding inside, grinned suddenly. At the critical moment, her husband was still somewhat useful.

Qin Ruhai knew that he would say so.

"That being the case, you should be responsible for reporting the funeral and arranging the mourning hall, and the coffin and the ritual will be handed over to my son-in-law to handle it..."

When Xiao Shouyun heard it, he couldn't help but be very disappointed. For funerals, coffins and rituals are the most profitable ones, but they belonged to the Shu family!

Qin Ruhai ignored his careful thoughts, and after he explained it clearly, he sent someone to buy a good coffin overnight, put it in the coffin, and invited the monk in the temple to do the ritual, because Xiao Shouwang didn't die, and the ritual was only done for one night.

When the first light of dawn illuminated the sky, and when the last humming sound of chanting chanted in the fresh morning breeze, Xiao Lang opened his eyes suddenly, and as far as he could see, there were two neatly spread beddings. It didn't look like someone had slept at all.

With just one glance, he recognized that this was the Shu family.

The familiar sound of suona could be heard in the distance, which was the melody of a funeral.

The events of yesterday were turbulent like waves, and suddenly rushed into my mind, Xiao Lang suddenly tore off the quilt on his body, put on his shoes and ran out.

"Alang!"

Shu Wan, who rushed over after hearing the movement, was bumped, and quickly grabbed his arm, just as he was about to speak, Xiao Lang suddenly turned his head and stared straight at her with reddish eyes: "Have they found my father? "

Shu Wan took his hand and lost his strength all of a sudden, don't turn his head, tears fell uncontrollably.

"They are holding a funeral for my father?" Xiao Lang lowered his head and asked word by word, his hoarse voice could not hear the slightest emotion, but before Shu Wan could answer, he went back to the room.

Shu Wan was stunned for a moment. At this time, in terms of love and reason, he should immediately go to the mourning hall to cry, right?

Just as he was about to follow up to take a look, Xiao Lang had already rushed out and disappeared in the doorway in the blink of an eye.

Shu Wan felt inexplicably uneasy, but when she chased out, Xiao Lang was no longer on the long street.

Should I go to the mourning hall?

Looking at the empty street, Shu Wan didn't know why he had this question, that was his biological father, where else could he go if Ah Lang didn't go to the mourning hall?

But why did he just run back to the house?

That move was really unbelievable, Shu Wan had to think about it, suddenly, she suddenly remembered what she took off Xiao Lang last night, her feet were soft, and she almost lost her strength and fell.

Running back to the room with a pale face, Shu Wan looked directly at the top of the red lacquered wooden cabinet. After seeing the furnishings there, she couldn't bear it any longer and collapsed to the ground.

The dagger that Xiao Lang bought with ten taels of silver is gone!

The author has something to say: I don't know what to say, I feel bad for him

To catch a worm, in order to be afraid that everyone will misunderstand it is an update, if it is only obvious white words in the future but does not affect reading, I will not change it, this time I marked dinner as lunch, I can't see it, I have to change it, sorry~\( ≧▽≦)/~