Wu Jiangshan turned his head and glanced at Qiu Sheng, who was still lying next to his mother, and shook his head slightly.

"Sister Xiang, thank you very much. We will return the same way later."

Xiang Lan nodded: "Okay, I'll leave first. If you need my help later, just call me."

I told Song Xiangjun that Xiang Lan came and left quickly.

Wu Jiangshan sighed and ignored her. He went in and pulled Qiu Sheng down: "Qiu Sheng, can we clean up your mother and take her home?"

Qiu Sheng was sobbing and couldn't listen to Wu Jiangshan's words, so he held on to his fucking sleeves and wouldn't let go.

Wu Jiangshan saw that Xiao Nai's clothes were covered with blood, so he asked his mother to take care of her here, and then he went and knocked on the door of the hospital store.

Everything is sold here, even shrouds.

Wu Jiangshan bought towels, combs, and shrouds and took them back, hoping that his mother would help them put them on.

At this time, the driver and doctor from Hushan Hospital who had been waiting in the lobby came over.

"Can you settle the payment with us so that we can go back?"

Wu Jiangshan said hurriedly: "We will go back later."

The driver saw the shroud in Wu Jiangshan's arms and frowned slightly: "We don't pull dead people. This is an ambulance, not to pull dead people."

The doctor who came with the car saw that Wu Jiangshan's face was not very good after hearing this, and said hurriedly: "The main reason is that we don't have this rule, why don't you find another car?"

Wu Jiangshan looked at the two of them, feeling angry in his heart, but he couldn't be impulsive at this time.

"When you work in a hospital, you don't see too many dead people. They are all from Hushan. If you don't see them when you look up, it's just a convenience. I'll add an extra two hundred yuan and help lift them later."

"Isn't two hundred a little too little? It's unlucky to have to pay someone else... Why should I add five hundred? You, a big boss, don't lack this amount of money, right?"

Wu Jiangshan looked deeply at the driver and nodded: "Okay, five hundred is five hundred. The car will drive more steadily in a while."

After saying that, he carried his things and went to the emergency room, where his mother helped Xiao Nai change into a clean shroud and comb her hair neatly.

Then he fetched water, wetted the towel, and asked Qiu Sheng to wipe his mother's face and hands clean.

Maybe it was because even the deputy director came to rescue this patient. The emergency room was so busy that no one rushed them.

After they finished cleaning up, they also used the emergency room's push bed to help push the person outside and lift him into the car.

The driver didn't stop to help him during the entire journey, so Wu Jiangshan didn't care.

He wanted Qiu Sheng to ride in his car, but Qiu Sheng said he wanted to accompany his mother. Song Xiangjun actually suffered from motion sickness.

But at this time, he couldn't bear to let Qiu Sheng stay alone with his mother in the carriage, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.

On the way back, Wu Jiangshan looked at the van in front of him and felt indescribably uncomfortable.

No one can escape birth, old age, illness and death.

But why is it that hemp ropes are cut at the thinnest places, and bad luck only seeks out the poor?

When we arrived at Fox Mountain, it was already dawn.

The van stopped leaving when it arrived at the entrance of the hospital. Wu Jiangshan got off the bus and asked, and they said he could just take it to Hushan.

Finally, from the town to Wutun, Wu Jiangshan added another hundred yuan.

These few hundred dollars are nothing to Wu Jiangshan.

But when he looked at the van driver, he realized once again that not everyone has such a thing as compassion.

When we arrived in Wutun, we carried Xiao Nai home and the van couldn't wait to leave.

Wu Jiangshan had no time to pay attention to him now and was busy arranging the funeral arrangements for Xiao Nai.

My mother didn't sleep all night, and she got so car-sick that she couldn't stand even after getting off the car.

Wu Jiangshan first sent her home to rest and let her father take care of her, and then went to the brigade secretary uncle for help.

The brigade secretary came forward, and soon everyone in the village came to Qiu Sheng's house to help, and the small yard was quickly filled with people.

Widow Luo died too suddenly. She was not prepared for anything, and Wu Jiangshan didn't understand anything.

I just heard that I needed something and drove to the town to buy it.

After a lot of back and forth, the mourning hall was erected and the coffin was bought at a high price from the old man who had prepared it in advance in the village.

Paper sails were hung outside the door, and the filial piety clothes and hats were sewn out by the quick aunt in the village.

Widow Luo was lying on the door panel and on the floor of the outhouse.

The rule here is that the corpse must be quiescent for three days before the funeral can be held.

Qiu Sheng, wearing sackcloth and mourning, knelt beside his mother and couldn't cry anymore, so he watched quietly.

Wu Jiangshan also wore a filial piety, and was arranged by the brigade secretary and other elders. He only had to pay, but he also had time to accompany Qiu Sheng.

Just thinking about what to do with this child in the future, the brigade secretary came over to call him and took him aside.

"Ask Qiusheng, how do you contact his grandma's family? Why do you need to notify him?"

Wu Jiangshan nodded, walked to Qiu Sheng and squatted down: "Uncle, who else is in your grandma's family?"

Qiu Sheng didn't say anything, just stared at his mother.

"Brother-in-law, I have lost my breasts. I need to tell your grandma's family and ask them to come over and take a look."

Qiu Sheng slowly shook his head: "My grandma is gone. My uncle and uncle can't come, so there's no need to tell them."

Little Qiu Sheng understood everything in his heart: "My mother has stopped interacting with them for a long time. They think my family is poor and are afraid that my mother will borrow money from them."

"Then I won't look for it."

Wu Jiangshan told the brigade secretary about this, and the secretary's uncle sighed sadly.

"Let's talk about whether the relationship is good or not. If you don't tell him, his grandma's family will definitely have to pick things up in the future. Besides, Qiusheng will have to discuss what to do with his family in the future, right?"

The uncle, the secretary, thought for a while: "Jiangshan, why don't you come over? I remember that her mother-in-law lives in Maitun over the stone temple. Go and find out. It's their business whether they come or not. We in Wutun have to take care of the matter."

It’s all right.”

Wu Jiangshan heard this and thought it was right. He had to ask his relatives to see him for the last time no matter what.

"Okay, I'll go there. By the way, what's the name of my little breasts?"

In recent years, everyone has called her Widow Luo, but I really don’t know what her real name is.

The uncle secretary was also confused for a moment by the question. The women in this village all call each other according to their seniority, whose daughter-in-law or aunt is whose name. The names are really not very useful.

"I'll go to the brigade and look it up. It's in the land register."

The uncle secretary ran all the way to look for Widow Luo's name. Wu Jiangshan looked at the time and saw that it was already morning.

He walked up to Qiu Sheng again: "Uncle, we have to do this for a few days. Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat. After you eat, you can sleep for a while before kneeling down."

Qiu Sheng shook his head: "Nephew, you don't have to worry about me. I'm not tired. I want to spend more time with my mother. From now on..."

"From now on I...I won't be able to see...Mom..." After saying this, Qiu Sheng couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears again.

Wu Jiangshan patted his thin back and tears came out.

The uncle secretary came back with the stitched booklet and pulled the tearful Wu Jiangshan aside to show him.

Wu Jiangshan wiped away his tears, looked at the booklet, and then looked back at Xiao Nai and poor Qiu Sheng who were lying quietly.

Everyone in the village called Widow Luo privately, but no one knew that this miserable widow had such a beautiful name.
Chapter completed!