"Uncles and uncles, who can do a good job and buy our brothers and sisters so that we can bury my father... Our brothers and sisters must act like cattle and horses to repay your kindness..."
In the howling cold wind.
In the crowd, there was a thin girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, followed by two boys of eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing only a white scarf on her tattered single clothes. She was crying with lots of tears and runny nose.
Next to it, a white cloth that was obviously one size shorter covered most of a middle-aged man's body.
Obviously.
The three siblings couldn't even afford the funeral necessities for their father...
pity……
Although this thin girl has reached her age, she is not good-looking.
It's hard to tell, but she also has an ugly birthmark on her face...
This made the crowd burst into laughter.
"Little girl, I don't want to buy you if you are not the uncle, but you are too ugly. I really can't do it. Hahaha."
As a provocative ruffian made a joke, the crowd burst into laughter again.
They completely regarded the three siblings as monkey tricks, and seemed to have no mercy at all.
"That's right. My dear, you look like this. I'm afraid if you sell it to a kiln, they won't accept it. Hahaha."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Listening to the roar of laughter from the crowd, the three siblings were humbled into dust and despair...
Li Ruochen couldn't help but frown tightly.
Because his father Li Laoshi and his mother had just been buried, Li Yuanjing still had deep sympathy for the three siblings.
He understands deeply!
How terrible are the funeral expenses in this era?
Because Daqian has always "ruled the world with filial piety," various channels are constantly promoting this way of ruling and maintaining stability.
Over the years.
As a result, even poor people must be buried as generously as possible if their elders die.
If you don't have a decent burial, not only will you be laughed at by your neighbors, but the government will also be displeased, and you may even be jailed or even sent to the countryside.
This is also the core reason why Li Yuanjing owed Xue Dashan four taels of usury in the first place!
"Uncle?"
Seeing that the three siblings could no longer hold on any longer, Li Yuanjing was about to speak when he saw Zhang Kun next to him suddenly become excited.
He quickly stepped forward to push through the crowd, and excitedly leaned on the body of a middle-aged man covered with white cloth and shouted:
"Uncle Mao, it's really you. We haven't seen each other for only half a year, why are you, wow..."
It turned out that the wind blew away the white cloth on the face of the middle-aged man's corpse, allowing Zhang Kun to see it.
He obviously knew the corpse and seemed to have a good relationship with it, so he couldn't help but lay beside it and burst into tears.
The three girls and sisters next to them were a little dumbfounded, but seeing Zhang Kun crying here, they cried even more sadly.
The crying was loud for a while.
When the people around saw this, they were all cursing bad luck. Some people were too lazy to watch the excitement here and left directly.
after all.
Zhang Kun obviously wanted to take over this matter, and naturally he couldn't stand the excitement anymore. It was obviously not cost-effective to get cold here.
"Are you just pretending to be the eldest girl of your uncle's family and pretending to be Xiaocao? My name is Zhang Kun, and I am your brother. Have you ever heard your father talk about me?"
After crying for a while, Zhang Kun came to his senses and hurriedly talked to the girl.
The girl seemed to have remembered Zhang Kun's identity, and hurriedly took her two younger brothers to hug Zhang Kun and cry.
After a little comfort to the mood of Mao Xiaocao and his sister, Zhang Kun quickly wiped away his tears and came to Li Yuanjing and said in a low voice:
"My boss, this, after this is my old friend, I plan to help them..."
Li Yuanjing did not speak at this time, but stared directly at the face of the middle-aged corpse.
"My boss?"
Zhang Kun couldn't keep up with Li Yuanjing's rhythm for a while, so he quickly gave another careful reminder.
Talk about it.
Deep down, Zhang Kun is still a little afraid of Li Yuanjing.
Li Yuanjing didn't say anything, even if it was his own money, he didn't dare to make any decisions on his own.
"Ai?"
Only then did Li Yuanjing react. He winked at Zhang Kun and quickly came to Mao Xiaocao and asked in a low voice:
"Girl, when did your father go?"
"this……"
Mao Xiaocao, the three siblings were all stunned.
Zhang Kun hurriedly introduced Li Yuanjing's identity to Mao Xiaocao and the others.
Mao Xiaocao then said in a tearful voice:
"My dad, my dad was gone in the morning, wuwuwu. I don't know what happened. My dad said he was fine when he went looking for food, but when he came back without finding any food, he fell to the ground.
There will be no more people, wuwuwu..."
Zhang Kun quickly wiped away his tears and begged Li Yuanjing:
"My boss, Uncle Mao was an old friend of mine when I was in the army in Liaodong. He was a famous blacksmith in the army and was the best at making firecrackers. Something happened to me back then, and if it hadn't been for Uncle Mao's help, I might not have been able to come back at all. My boss, please
Please, please help Uncle Mao’s descendants..."
"Brother Zhang, what did you say?"
"This uncle is a blacksmith and is best at making firearms?"
Li Yuanjing suddenly became alert and looked at Zhang Kun.
Zhang Kun was frightened by Li Yuanjing's fierce reaction. It took him a while to react, and he quickly nodded subconsciously.
Li Yuanjing's eyes couldn't help gleaming with excitement, and he shouted:
"Brother Zhang, go to Zhuzhu and the others and ask them to come over for help, and then ask someone to go to the restaurant just now and ask for a bowl of millet porridge. Hurry up! This uncle is not dead yet!"
"Ai?"
"You are pretending that uncle is not dead?"
Zhang Kun, including Mao Xiaocao's sister and brother, were all dumbfounded.
"Human life is at stake. If it's too late, it may be too late. Hurry!!!"
Li Yuanjing shouted hurriedly.
"Come on!"
When Zhang Kun saw Li Yuanjing so excited, how could he dare to neglect him? He hurriedly went to do it.
soon.
Zhang Kun came with two young men to help and told Li Yuanjing that he had sent someone to buy millet porridge.
Li Yuanjing hurriedly asked Zhang Kun and the others to lift Uncle Mao up, and then turned Uncle Mao upside down.
"Snapped!"
"Pah, pah, pah."
Immediately, Li Yuanjing slapped the impudent uncle hard on the back.
"Is this man crazy? He actually does this to a dead person. Isn't he afraid that something dirty will get stuck on him?"
"Who knows, this guy seems to be a decent person, why is he so stupid?"
The few remaining onlookers suddenly started talking, and many people's faces were full of disgust towards Li Yuanjing.
Obviously.
I really look down upon what Li Yuanjing did at this time.
but.
Li Yuanjing ignored everyone at this time and continued to pat the arrogant uncle hard on the back.
in the crowd.
An old man couldn't stand it anymore, he frowned and shouted:
"Hunter, what are you doing? This person is dead, why don't you let them stop? Do you know that you will be punished by God for doing this?"
"Wow——"
However.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Uncle Mao, who was originally a 'dead man', suddenly spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and there seemed to be something in the thick phlegm.
It looks like a broken peach stone slice.
"Cough cough cough..."
Turn around.
The uncle couldn't stop coughing hard and his whole body was shaking.
"Quick, help him sit down quickly! Where's the porridge? Why hasn't the porridge come yet?!"
Li Yuanjing shouted like a wolf.
"I'm coming……"
At this time.
The young man who went to buy millet porridge just came back and hurriedly handed a bowl of millet porridge to Li Yuanjing.
"Hold him up!"
Li Yuanjing called to Zhang Kun and the others to help Uncle Mao, and then carefully began to feed him the millet porridge that had been cooled by the wind.
Uncle Mao still had his eyes closed at this time and was extremely weak, but as he subconsciously drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, his body began to feel warm, his face gradually gained color, and his eyes were finally able to open.
Although he couldn't speak for a while, he was obviously alive!
"Benefactor!"
"My benefactor!"
"Xiaocao kowtows to you, kowtows to you..."
This way.
Seeing her father "resurrected from the dead" with her own eyes, Mao Xiaocao finally reacted, Taotao burst into tears, and hurriedly pulled her two younger brothers and kowtowed to Li Yuanjing desperately.
Zhang Kun couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement:
"My boss, my boss, you, your methods are really magical, magical methods. I, Zhang Kun, am convinced, convinced..."
Li Yuanjing and the other young men in Quanzi Village were also flushed with excitement. When they looked at Li Yuanjing, their eyes were filled with indescribable admiration and respect.
"This, this, this, this, this..."
And this time.
The old man who had just spoken to stop Li Yuanjing finally came back to his senses from his confusion.
He pointed at Li Yuanjing with trembling fingers, wanting to say something, but at this moment, his throat seemed to be blocked by donkey hair, and he could not say a word. This chapter has been completed!