"Mr. Yang, we, we do have something to do with you..."
One of them said hesitantly.
Yang Xiaobao waved his hands and said with a smile: "You should just call me Xiaobao. Instead of calling me Mr. Yang and Mr. Yang, it would be better to call me Xiaobao."
Those few people smiled honestly and said, "Okay, then I'll call you Xiaobao."
"You're looking for me? What's going on?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
"Brother Xiaobao, something happened in our village, and I want you to come over and take a look."
Yang Xiaobao groaned and asked curiously: "What happened?"
"Oh, it's really hard to explain. Why don't you go over with us and take a look?"
Seeing that there was no one around at this time, Yang Xiaobao simply agreed to go with them to have a look.
"Okay, then I'll go take a look with you."
"That's great!"
They came on motorcycles, and Yang Xiaobao also rode a motorcycle to join them.
Several motorcycles traveled through the field roads and soon arrived at Beihe Village.
When we arrived at Beihe Village, the sun had already set behind the trees, and the clouds in the sky were illuminated red.
Yang Xiaobao looked at Beihe Village from a distance, the whole village was shrouded in red.
Seeing such a sunset scene, he felt indescribably melancholy and desolate.
When Yang Xiaobao entered the village on his motorcycle, he immediately heard crying, which was very miserable.
And what surprised Yang Xiaobao was that the crying came not from one direction, but from several directions.
These few people took Yang Xiaobao directly to the door of the village committee.
Yang Xiaobao saw a group of people standing at the door of the village committee.
The one in the middle is the head of Beihe Village, named Zhang Shengli.
When he saw Yang Xiaobao, he immediately went up to him and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Yang Xiaobao.
"Brother Xiaobao, you are finally here." Zhang Shengli said with a smile on his face.
He met Zhang Shengli because of the signing of the land contract agreement.
"Village chief, why did you invite me here?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
In fact, he vaguely guessed something in his heart.
Those cries and the panic expressions on these people's faces were enough to explain everything.
But Yang Xiaobao still wanted to hear what the village chief said.
Zhang Shengli sighed and said: "Brother Xiaobao, let me tell you the truth, people in our village have died!"
"oh."
Yang Xiaobao has already guessed it.
Seeing Yang Xiaobao's calm face, Zhang Shengli added: "Brother Xiaobao, although death is common, but three people died in a row in one day, do you think this is unusual?"
Yang Xiaobao was really shocked when Zhang Shengli said that three people died in the village in one day.
"Village chief, you, you said three people died in one day?"
Zhang Shengli sighed and nodded: "Yes, three people a day."
No wonder Yang Xiaobao heard crying coming from different directions.
"Village chief, what on earth is going on? How come three people died in a row in one day."
"I'm surprised too, so I want Brother Xiaobao to come and have a look."
Yang Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw the village chief and a few people hesitating to speak.
But he didn't say anything, just nodded: "Okay, if that's the case, then you can take me to see the three of them."
Zhang Shengli and other villagers looked at each other.
"Then, let's go to Zhijia first. His house is closest to here." Zhang Shengli finally said.
Zhang Shengli took Yang Xiaobao and walked towards the home named Zhixue.
"Tell me about Zhang Zhixue." Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.
Zhang Shengli said: "Zhixue is still very young, around forty, and has two children. One is fourteen or five years old, in junior high school, and the other is ten years old, in elementary school. He is usually in good health and is a good worker. Who knows that he
He’s dead.”
Yang Xiaobao nodded.
"Village chief, do you really not know how they died?"
"I...how do I know?" Zhang Shengli smiled reluctantly and said, "They usually don't have any diseases, but they suddenly died suddenly, so I asked you to come and take a look."
When Yang Xiaobao saw the village chief looking at him, he felt a little puzzled, but he couldn't say anything else.
The crying was getting closer and closer, it was the tearing cry of a woman.
Yang Xiaobao saw some people standing sparsely at the entrance of a courtyard.
They were all whispering about something.
Although Yang Xiaobao hadn't approached yet, he unexpectedly felt the depressing atmosphere surrounding him.
"The village chief is here."
"Well, what are you all doing standing there? Why don't you hurry up and see if you can help? Zhixue is dead, leaving orphans and widows. Don't we all have to make arrangements for the aftermath?" Zhang Shengli said angrily.
When these villagers heard Zhang Shengli's words, they immediately started to move.
"I'm going to buy Xiaobu."
"I'll go to town and order a coffin!"
"I will inform their relatives in the neighboring village and come over to pay their respects."
…
Seeing that everyone was busy, Chen Xuejun turned to Yang Xiaobao and said, "Brother Xiaobao, let's go take a look?"
Yang Xiaobao nodded and walked into the yard.
There were several people standing in the yard, discussing something together. They must be members of my family, discussing their funeral arrangements.
When they saw Zhang Shengli walking in, they all stood up immediately: "Village Chief, you are here, look at what happened."
"Okay, you guys hurry up and discuss how to arrange funeral arrangements for Zhixue. I'm bringing brother Xiaobao from the neighboring village to see Zhixue."
When everyone heard what he said, they all gathered around.
Yang Xiaobao walked into the main room and saw a bed in the middle, with a person lying upright on the bed.
This man's face was covered with a piece of yellow paper, so his face could not be seen clearly.
Next to him, a woman was sitting on the ground, sobbing loudly.
Her eyes were red and swollen, probably because she had been crying for a long time, but she didn't shed any tears, and she just let out a shrill wail.
On both sides of her, two children were half kneeling and half sitting, with their heads lowered and sobbing.
Anyone who sees such a scene can't help but feel sad.
"Daughter-in-law Zhixue, don't be too sad. You still have two children. My body is broken from crying. What should I do with the two children?"
Village chief Zhang Shengli gave a few words of comfort.
"Village Chief, why is my life so miserable? He died just fine. You have to make the decision for our family!"
"Didn't I come to see Brother Xiaobao?" Zhang Shengli said.
Zhixue's wife looked at Yang Xiaobao and said immediately: "Brother Xiaobao, I'll leave it to you."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and asked, "Can I see him?"
"Of course, of course." Zhang Shengli nodded repeatedly.
Yang Xiaobao walked up to the dead man, stretched out his hand, and uncovered the yellow paper on Zhixue's face.
When he saw Zhixue's expression, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Because, Zhixue stared blankly at Yang Xiaobao, who was looking down at him.