No matter how desolate the current scene is and how unpopular it is, some farewell procedures for the elderly are still carried out step by step.

A few busy people lifted up the sheets under the old lady's body, wrapped the old lady's body, and carried it into a coffin.

The coffin was made of raw wood and was not painted, and there were still a few blackened insect holes visible.

It must have been prepared by the old lady before her death. It was exposed to wind and rain and was almost as old as this shabby earth house.

The coffin was not of high quality, but maybe the old lady spent all her savings in the rest of her life to buy such a log coffin.

Old people are like this. They prepare early so that when they die, they can leave in a more dignified manner.

As the coffin lid was gently closed, the figure wearing white mourning suddenly fell down on the coffin and cried hoarsely, just like the eldest sister Yang Yulan's cry in the morning.

Sister, just think of your crying as a farewell to the old lady.

Judging from the back, it was definitely his brother-in-law Wang Yonggui. There was a man next to him, lying on the ground just like his brother-in-law, crying bitterly.

Zhang Guoquan heard Bai Ge mention that there was an eldest brother above his brother-in-law, and it was because he sent his brother-in-law away and became an intruder that his brother had the money to marry a wife.

The man next to the brother-in-law must be his eldest brother.

When they were done crying, several busy people helped the two brothers up and asked them to kneel on both sides, waiting for anyone who came to express condolences to the old lady to kowtow and salute.

But no one came to express condolences. They were only in twos and threes, and it could be seen that the brother-in-law's family was not prosperous.

The old lady was afraid that if both sons were singles, the family, which was not prosperous in the first place, would be ruined, so she sold her second son Wang Yonggui. This was better than having both sons singles.

Such a sad and desolate scene does not look like the death of an old man in the family. Compared with the grand scene when Yang Lei's father died, it is not even "tragic".

It was almost over. No one came to express their condolences, and Old Monster Yang walked in.

After entering under a simple curtain, Mr. Yang hunched his body and bowed to the coffin.

Brother-in-law's eldest brother hurriedly went to return the gift, and brother-in-law Wang Yonggui also went to return the gift, but was stopped by Old Monster Yang.

When the brother-in-law looked up, he discovered that the man who came to express his condolences to his dead mother was actually his father-in-law.

Surprised at first, then quickly turned to panic. He opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Old Monster Yang pressed his arm: "The deceased is the most important, and the old lady's funeral is the most important thing right now. Just stay here and watch the old lady's funeral with peace of mind. We can talk about other things when you go back."

That's what Old Weird Yang said, but Wang Yonggui knew what consequences he would face when he returned, and he knew his father-in-law's temper very well.

It wasn't until he saw Zhang Guoquan bowing to the old lady that he didn't expect Zhang Guoquan to follow him. This made him feel uneasy and he felt a little more at ease.

Zhang Guoquan walked over and comforted his brother-in-law, telling him not to worry about the situation at home and to send the old lady off properly.

From the current point of view, it is easy to understand why Wang Yonggui left suddenly and why he did not tell this side.

He was worried that it would be useless to talk, and his father-in-law probably disagreed. When Zhang Guoquan's father's leg was injured last time, he was not allowed to go back. This is enough to prove that talking is in vain.

Therefore, he decided not to say anything, and went home directly to send the old lady off for the last time. As for what happened next, he was not ready to think about it now.

Wang Yonggui's decision to adopt such an extreme method just reflects his cowardice.

He didn't dare to talk to his father-in-law and fight for him step by step like Zhang Guoquan did. He also hated that he couldn't do it.

If it weren't for Zhang Guoquan's influence, he wouldn't even have the courage to come back to see his dead mother off. He envied Zhang Guoquan and admired Zhang Guoquan even more.

When leaving his brother-in-law's house, Old Monster Yang threw some money to his brother-in-law and asked him to send the old lady away in glory.

The brother-in-law became at a loss with all the money. He was not used to it yet.

I wanted to refuse, saying that I wouldn't be able to afford it in the future, and that the old lady was doing well as she was now, so she didn't need to spend any more money.

Old Monster Yang left without looking back, leaving Wang Yonggui standing there in confusion.

On the way back, there was still no words.

When approaching the entrance of the village, there are two small forked roads, one heading towards the two big poplar trees, and the other heading towards the east end of the village.

Old Monster Yang stopped at the fork in the road without turning around. The sound of vicissitudes of life came from the front.

"Guoquan son, if you come back, I can give you some crops to plant. If there is a harvest, it will be counted as yours and the second girl's."

Zhang Guoquan stood behind, stared at his back and said, "No, Bai Ge and I will get better, getting better day by day."

After speaking, Zhang Guoquan walked towards the branch road leading to the east end of the village.

Old Monster Yang was still standing at the fork in the road, staring at the two completely different forks in the road, his eyes were cloudy, how he wished Zhang Guoquan could choose another fork in the road.

Back in the courtyard at the east end of the village, Zhang Guoquan told Bai Ge about his brother-in-law.

After being slightly surprised, Bai Ge said, "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, I hope that after this incident, our father will be kinder to my brother-in-law in the future."

Although a person like my brother-in-law is honest and kind, if anyone gives him a little benefit, he will repay it without reservation.

Autumn is still the same autumn, but it has become stronger.

The leaves hanging on the tops of the poplar trees have become scattered, and they are no longer as dark as in the summer, and the sky cannot be seen.

It's better now. Except for some leaves that are still reluctant to leave their mother's body, most of them have fallen to the ground with the autumn wind, dried and become brittle. They have been stepped on by adults' feet and ravaged by children's hands, and have become broken and soft.

, when it rains, it is mixed with sludge, fuses together, and turns into soil, which continues to provide nutrients to the mother's body.

When you look up, through the sparse treetops, you will find that the sky has become thicker and higher, giving it a tragic and desolate feeling.

Even more tragic than this is the machine that mines river sand. I don’t know if it’s the technician’s fault or what.

In the past, machine failures occurred once every two days or once a day, and then began to occur twice, three, and four times a day. Until today, the machine has broken down a total of more than ten times a day.

The frequency of this failure is so high that it is impossible to work normally.

The technician walked around the machine and looked left and right, then lay down on it, and then got under the machine. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He only let the machine run for a few minutes, and then he fell back into looking for problems with the machine and solving them.

In a cycle of errors.

Zhang Guoquan was also anxious and asked how the technician was doing and whether he could still do his job today.

The technician didn't have the time to chat, so he just answered, "I can't tell, I'll take a look again."

From summer to late autumn, less than one-twentieth of the sand on this river beach was mined, and this rate was extremely slow.

Not much river sand is mined, but Big Gold Tooth takes a lot of subsidy money.

Yang Lei roughly calculated that almost all the subsidy money that Big Gold Tooth took away could be used to connect the village with electricity.

If we had known this earlier, we might as well have allocated the money to electrify the village, which would have saved us so much trouble.

But the superiors don't think so. There is a reason why they can give him subsidies. That is obtained from higher authorities in the name of river sand control.

The river sand has been renovated, and the exposed wasteland has been reclaimed by the people. At the same time, the wasteland policy has been implemented. On this basis, the natural environment has been beautified, and the benefits can bring electricity to the village.

Isn't it as simple as just skipping these processes and directly providing electricity to the village? After this whole process, it is a real political achievement, and every link cannot be skipped.

So Dajinya asked Yang Lei for subsidies, and Yang Lei asked the superiors for subsidies, and the superiors would try their best to provide them.

It is indeed a lot after so many times. I don’t know if I can sell such river sand to get the subsidy money.

Anyway, Da Jinya made his promise and received the subsidy. He didn't need any of the money from selling the river sand. All of it was injected into the village collective and he regarded it as serving the people.

Zhang Guoquan was not happy that Da Jinya had such an awareness, but became even more worried.

Da Jinya is a businessman. What is a businessman? He can't afford to be early without profit.

When he told Yang Lei like this, Yang Lei also felt that something was wrong, but Da Jinya said that the subsidy money was a lot, and it was treated as a share of the profits generated after selling the river sand, so it was considered that he got the money in advance.

, enjoyed it in advance, and then the benefits of the river sand should belong to the village collective.

Da Jinya said it with awe-inspiring righteousness, showing the image of me doing good things for the people.
Chapter completed!