Liang Tiantian didn't have time to study the orb, and she was too busy with the next series of things.

Chen Chong hired a craftsman to help, and the coffin in the warehouse was painted. Before it could dry completely, his mother's body was placed inside.

Liang Tiantian, his two brothers and Qiuqiu knelt in front of the coffin, tears falling unconsciously.

"In urgent matters, follow authority. When a person dies, he must be buried in peace. Your mother will definitely feel your filial piety." Because of Liang Mancang's request, Chen Chong invited people from the village to help with the funeral arrangements.

The Liang family had a cemetery on the back hill of Laolangdong, where they kept a vigil for a day, and finally the gentle woman was buried in the main grave of the Liang family.

"Mom, woo woo..."

The four children knelt and kowtowed at the cemetery, and Chen Chong gave a few words of advice.

"Stop crying. People can't be resurrected. Don't be too sad. Hey, I don't know when Shoushan will come back." The oldest of the four children is only nine years old, and the youngest Qiuqiu is three years old. Although the family is divided a few times,

There are two children, but Chen Chong still doesn't think highly of them.

Laolangdong is a poor village. Even in good years, people freeze and starve to death every winter, let alone in such a disaster year. If this is not done properly, these four children may not be able to survive this winter.

Chen Chong looked at the youngest Qiuqiu. The child was so handsome and handsome that it was rare to see him. If sold... the three siblings might be able to survive. But he didn't know how to say this.

Hey, forget it, let’s take it one step at a time.

Many people died in the village, and Chen Chong's eldest brother was gone. He had to help with other things, so he said: "I'm going back first, Mancang. Take good care of your younger brothers and sisters. If you have any trouble, go to Chen Chong."

Go to grandpa." Please help as much as you can.

"Thank you, Grandpa Chen. I will definitely take good care of my younger siblings." Liang Mancang's eyes were red from crying and he gave Chen Chong a big gift.

"Good boy." Chen Chong sighed and said a few more words, "There are wild beasts on the mountain. You guys should stop guarding here and go back quickly." In autumn, wild beasts also begin to prepare for the winter. Although this place is close to the village, but

If you don't protect everything, you'll run into danger.

Chen rushed away, and Liang Tiantian knelt on the ground and kowtowed solemnly, saying softly: "Eldest brother, second brother, let's go back. It's windy, don't let the ball get cold again." The little children may not understand yet.

What happened? But when I saw my brother and sister crying, I started crying too, and my little face turned red from the wind.

Liang Mancang wiped away his tears and cried: "Mancang, stop crying, let's go."

The four children walked home so early in the morning that they didn't even have time to take a bite of hot rice.

"Sister, I'm hungry." Qiuqiu said aggrievedly while lying in Liang Tiantian's arms.

Liang Tiantian then remembered that his aunt in the village had cooked for him last night and ate a quick bite, but Qiuqiu hadn't eaten anything yet.

Gululu...

Just when I was blaming myself, I heard my second brother next to me growl in dismay.

Liang Tiantian sighed, luckily he was still an adult and didn't pay attention to these things.

"Qiuqiu, be good, let's go home and cook." With help from the villagers in the past two days, most of the bags of food at home were not much left. Liang Tiantian frowned slightly, not knowing how many more days he could survive.

Funerals are always held at dawn, when smoke rises from every house in the village.

Paper money was everywhere along the way. Not only did their family die in the village, but more than ten people died in this disaster one after another. The whole village was filled with sadness.

The Liang family's old house is located in the west of the village. Liang Tiantian and the others walked almost through the entire village when they came down from the mountain at the east end of the village.

When passing by the village, a woman in her thirties came out to pour water. She was stunned when she saw the four of them and said, "Mancang, what are you doing?" The four children were all wearing mourning, and the woman was even more excited.

She was stunned and asked, "Who is missing in your family?" Seeing the importance of filial piety, the first thing the woman thought of was the Liang Wang family.

"Aunt Juhua, my mother is gone." Liang Mancang was obviously very familiar with this woman. When he mentioned his mother, his tears fell down.

"What? How could your mother do this?" The woman was startled and dropped the wooden basin in her hand to the ground. She murmured: "Your mother is several years younger than me, how could she..."

Liang Tiantian searched the memory in his mind.

The woman's husband's surname is Chen, and some people in the village call her Chen Han. She is still an uncle and brother to the same family in the village, but they are not close to each other.

Because her husband died of illness a few years ago, Aunt Juhua brought a daughter and served a blind mother-in-law. There were three women in the family. She was also a young widow, so she rarely moved around the village. She didn’t know what was going on outside.

Considered normal.

Aunt Juhua is relatively close to my mother, and she is considered a good friend of her.

"The Turkic soldiers came, and my mother was killed." Liang Mandun pursed his lips. The little child could not understand why his mother abandoned them and was killed.

"What?" Aunt Juhua was a visitor, and she immediately exclaimed. Her eye circles turned red unconsciously, "If people just say that, they will be gone. Oh, I'm sorry for you..."

"Sister, I miss my mother." Qiuqiu was affected by the atmosphere and cried. "I'm hungry..."

Liang Tiantian patted the little one in his arms and said, "Sister, I will go back and cook for you."

"You haven't eaten yet. Come, come to aunt's house. Aunt has just cooked." Aunt Juhua didn't even bother to wipe her tears. She took the ball and went to the yard. "Come on, come to aunt's house."

Come, Auntie is just cooking." Auntie Juhua couldn't help but drag the children into the courtyard.

The yard is not big, just a main room and a shed with sundries next to it.

"Mom, who's here?" A little girl suddenly ran out of the room. She was about ten years old. She was pretty, pretty, and generous, and she didn't look like an ordinary farm girl.

Liang Tiantian recognized her as Aunt Juhua's daughter, named Xiaohua.

"Xiaohua, it's Mancang and his brother and sister. Go and set the table quickly. They haven't eaten yet."

"It's Mancang, Tiantian, you're here too." Xiaohua was obviously very familiar with their brothers and sisters, and suddenly said "Hey", "How do you take care of Xiao?" Then she thought of something and asked mysteriously, "Is it you?

Then grandma died?" Obviously she knew the experiences of the Liang family siblings in the Liang family, and even said this with some schadenfreude.

"Xiaohua, our mother is gone." Liang Mancang's eyes turned red again when he brought up the old things again.

"What?" Xiaohua's reaction was the same as her mother's, eyes widened.

"Hey, Xiaohua, stop talking, go and set the table first." Aunt Juhua wiped away her tears again, obviously the death of Liang Tiantian's mother made her very sad.

An old man's voice came from the room, "Chrysanthemum, who are you talking to?" The voice was a little old, and it was Xiaohua's blind grandma.
Chapter completed!