Yang Xiaobao asked, "Is there anything you have to do with me?"
"Mr. Yang, we, we really have something to do with you..."
One of them said hesitantly.
Yang Xiaobao waved his hand and said with a smile: "You should call me Xiaobao. Don't be a member of Mr. Yang for a while, and Mr. Yang for a while. It's better to call Xiaobao smoothly."
The men smiled honestly and said, "Okay, then I'll call you Xiaobao."
"You are looking for me? What's the matter?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
"Brother Xiaobao, something happened in our village. I want to ask you to come and have a look."
Yang Xiaobao said oh and asked curiously: "What happened?"
"Oh, it's hard to describe. Why don't you go over and have a look with us?"
Seeing that there was no one at this time, Yang Xiaobao simply agreed to them and went to see with them.
"Okay, then I'll go and have a look with you."
"That's great!"
They came on motorcycles, and Yang Xiaobao also rode his motorcycles to go along with them.
Several motorcycles walked through the field path and soon arrived at Beihe Village.
When we arrived in 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, and was shrouded in red.
Seeing such a sunset, he felt indescribable melancholy and desolation.
When Yang Xiaobao rode his motorcycle into the village, he immediately heard a cry, which was very miserable.
What surprised Yang Xiaobao was that the crying was not heard from one direction, but there were crying in several directions.
These people took Yang Xiaobao directly to the gate of the village committee.
Yang Xiaobao saw a group of people standing at the entrance of the village committee.
The one in the middle is the village chief of Beihe Village, named Zhang Shengli.
When he saw Yang Xiaobao, he immediately met him, stretched out his hand, and wanted 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 signing the land contract agreement.
"Village Chief, what's the reason for you to invite me?" Yang Xiaobao asked.
In fact, he was shocked and guessed something.
Those crying sounds and the panic on these people's faces are enough to tell everything.
However, Yang Xiaobao still wants to hear what the village chief said.
Zhang Shengli sighed and said, "Brother Xiaobao, tell you the truth, our village is dead!"
"oh."
Yang Xiaobao has already guessed.
Seeing Yang Xiaobao's calm face, Zhang Shengli said again: "Brother Xiaobao, although deaths are common, three deaths a day have died in a row. Is this uncommon? "
After hearing Zhang Shengli say that three people died in the village in one day, Yang Xiaobao was really shocked.
"Village Chief, you, did you say three people died in one day?"
Zhang Shengli sighed and nodded: "Yes, three people a day."
No wonder Yang Xiaobao heard crying from different directions.
"Village Chief, what's going on? How come three people died in a row in a row?"
"I'm also surprised, so I want Brother Xiaobao to come and have a look."
Yang Xiaobao couldn't help feeling a little strange when he looked at the village chief and several people who wanted to speak but stopped.
But he didn't say anything, just nodded: "Okay, since that's the case, then you can take me to their three families to see."
Zhang Shengli and other villagers looked at each other.
"Then, then go to Zhixue first. His home is closest to here." Zhang Shengli said at last.
Zhang Shengli took Yang Xiaobao to the home called Zhixue.
"Tell me about this Zhang Zhixue." Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.
Zhang Shengli said: "Zhixue is still very young, about forty, and has two children, one is fourteen or fifteen years old, and the other is ten years old, and he is in elementary school. He is in good health and is a good worker, who knows him
Then he died."
Yang Xiaobao nodded.
"Captain, you really don't know how they died?"
"I... how did I know?" Zhang Shengli said with a reluctant smile, "They usually have no illness and suddenly died suddenly, so I asked you to take a look."
When Yang Xiaobao saw the village chief looking around and talking about him, he was a little puzzled, but he couldn't say anything else.
The crying was getting closer and closer, and it was the cry of a woman tearing her apart.
Yang Xiaobao saw that there were some people standing sparsely at the door of a yard.
They were all whispering something.
Although Yang Xiaobao had not approached yet, he did not expect to feel the depressing atmosphere that permeated the surroundings.
"The village chief is here."
"Well, why are you all standing there? Why don't you hurry up and see if you can help? Zhixue died, and there are orphans and widows left. Don't you have to do some of the funeral after this?" Zhang Shengli said angrily.
When these villagers heard Zhang Shengli's words, they immediately started to move.
"I'll buy filial cloth."
"I'll go to the town to settle the coffin!"
"I'll go and notify their relatives from the neighboring village and come here to celebrate the filial piety."
...
Seeing that everyone was busy, Chen Xuejun turned around and said to Yang Xiaobao, "Brother Xiaobao, let's go and have a look?"
Yang Xiaobao nodded and walked into the yard.
There were several people standing in the yard, gathering together to discuss what, it should be our family, discussing the funeral.
When they saw Zhang Shengli coming in, they immediately stood up: "Village Chief, you are here, you see what happened."
"Okay, please discuss how to hold a funeral for Zhixue. I will take Brother Xiaobao from the neighboring village to see Zhixue."
Everyone heard what he said and they all gathered around.
Yang Xiaobao walked into the main hall and saw a bed in the middle, with a person lying straight on the bed.
The man had a piece of yellow paper covering his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
Next to him, a woman sat on the ground and cried loudly.
It was probably because she had been crying for a long time and her eyes were swollen, but she didn't have any tears, but she just let out a shrill howl.
On both sides of her, the two children were half kneeling and half sitting, lowering their heads and whimpering.
Anyone who sees such a scene can't help but feel sad.
"My wife, don't be too sad. You still have two children. What should you do if you cry and your body is damaged?"
Village Chief Zhang Shengli comforted him a few words.
"Village Chief, why is my life so hard? He died so hard. You have to make the decision for our family!"
"I'm asking Brother Xiaobao to take a look," said Zhang Shengli.
Zhixue's wife looked at Yang Xiaobao and immediately said, "Brother Xiaobao, then I'll ask you."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and asked, "Can I see him?"
"Of course, of course." Zhang Shengli nodded repeatedly.
Yang Xiaobao walked to the dead, 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 conditioning.
Because Zhixue stared at Yang Xiaobao looking down at him with a blind eye. This chapter has been completed!