novelPairMe Chapter 397 The Dutiful Son Yan Jiecheng
Chapter 397 The Dutiful Son Yan Jiecheng
Chapter 397 The filial son Yan Xiecheng
"Brother Gang, let's go to bed quickly, we have to get up early tomorrow."
Lying in Wang Gang's arms, He Yushui blinked his big eyes, his fingers vigorously stirred the corner of his clothes, his little face turned red unconsciously.
Seriously, she hasn't played games with Brother Gang for three days.
Brother Gang will be away for a week when he goes out this time, and since he can't be with him for so long, what if he gets overwhelmed?
She couldn't bear the rain.
"Little greedy cat!" Wang Gang smiled and scratched her upturned little nose.
"You make the bed first, I'll go and turn off the light."
Er, who was turned into a red wave, has spring in every room.
Silent all night.
Before dawn the next day, Yi Zhonghai ran around and began to make arrangements for the deaf old lady's burial.
A few boys from the courtyard were assigned the task of digging the grave for the deaf old lady, and they went out early in the morning to dig the grave with a shovel on their shoulders.
As for the location of the tomb, out of respect for the Jia Zhang family, it was deliberately chosen in the grove outside the east gate, which is where Jia Dongxu executed the execution.
It's not because Jia Dongxu died here, but because the stick is buried here.
The deaf old lady and Jia Dongxu are buried here, just to be able to keep company with the stick.
From now on, the grove outside the east gate, the former mass grave, will be the Jia family's ancestral grave.
As for the other people in the courtyard, most of them were reluctantly mobilized by Yi Zhonghai, and they sent the deaf old lady to her last journey together.
Wang Gang brought He Yushui and Qin Jingru, and the three of them were naturally among them.
He Yushui blushed and looked indescribably charming, holding Qin Jingru's little hand and following closely behind Wang Gang.
It was originally planned that Xu Damao would throw the brazier for the deaf old lady, but he didn't expect this kid to hide for a whole day and not show up, so it was temporarily changed to Sha Zhu to throw the brazier.
Silly Zhu picked up the brazier in front of the deaf old lady's coffin with a dark face, and threw it hard on the ground, the brazier was smashed to pieces immediately.
Not to mention how aggrieved Shazhu felt now, he admitted to throwing a brazier to the deaf old lady, but the problem is that there is still Jia Dongxu's grandson in the coffin.
In ancient and modern China and abroad, is there any reason in this world for a father to throw a brazier for his son?
Grass!
"Carry the coffin, let's go!"
Yi Zhonghai didn't care how ugly Shazhu's face was, but shouted loudly.
Two arm-thick hemp ropes were tied to the coffin, and two sticks passed through the hemp ropes. Eight young men carried them out of Xu Damao's house little by little.
Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu, Jia Xiecheng, Yan Jiefang, and several others stood out, blushing so hard that their necks were thick, and secretly cursing Jia Dongxu's eighteen generations of ancestors in their hearts.
Damn, how fat is this dog thing!
Fortunately, the cart that Yi Zhonghai specially found was parked at the gate of the courtyard. The eight young men stopped and went five or six times, and finally carried the coffin from the backyard to the cart.
Silly Zhu walked in the front holding the mourning stick, looking as if his own father had died.
Lao Tzu was forced to be a filial son to his son, and he had to lead the way with a banner holding the soul-calling banner. Sha Zhu felt that he was going to be ashamed to face others.
"Xie Cheng, come here!"
Seeing Yan Jiecheng and the others put the coffin away, Sha Zhu hurriedly waved to his precious son.
Yan Jiecheng came in without knowing, thinking that Shazhu was looking for something urgent, so he hurried over.
"Dad, what's the matter?"
Silly Zhu saw Yan Jiecheng walking in front of him, he hurriedly stuffed the soul-calling banner in his hand without any explanation, and then untied the hemp rope tied around his waist to tie it up for Yan Jiecheng.
As the saying goes, if the father has something to do, the son will do it.
Isn't the purpose of accepting the godson so that he can stand up at this time?
Yan Jiecheng was stunned immediately, am I a filial son?
"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up, your grandma is still waiting to be buried!" Silly Zhu kicked him from behind involuntarily.
It was only then that Yan Jiecheng realized that he had been caught by Sha Zhu and slapped him.
"Dad, I have something to do today, and I have to go to the public toilet in the alley to dig out shit for Mom!"
Yan Jiecheng was about to return the soul-calling banner in his hand immediately, he felt panicked holding this thing in his hand.
"Hurry up, I'll take care of the excrement for you!"
"What are you still doing, cry, speak up!"
Yan Jiecheng was kicked by his godfather again on the ass, and he cried aloud on the spot when he was wronged.
Damn it, he would rather dig out shit now than be a filial son to others.
If you really want to talk about it, he is not Jia Dongxu's son, why should you treat him as a dutiful son.
"The time has come, let's go!"
Yi Zhonghai shouted loudly from the side.
So, under the leadership of Yan Jiecheng, the bullock cart pulled the coffins of the deaf old lady and Jia Dongxu behind, and a group of people from the courtyard walked towards the east gate in a mighty manner.
In the crowd, Yan Bugui quietly left the team with a dark face, and took his wife away by the way.
No matter how you say it, Yan Jiecheng is his own son after all, so what's the matter with his father following Yan Jiecheng?
Those who didn't know thought that Yan Xiecheng was burying Yan Bugui for him!
Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the last part of the funeral.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the courtyard, the coffin was slowly put into the grave just dug, Yi Zhonghai sprinkled the first shovel soil, and then everyone stepped forward to bury the coffin in a hurry. A small bag of soil was piled up in the woods.
Became a neighbor with the little dirtbag next to him.
Wang Gang had already gone back with He Yushui and Qin Jingru.
"Jingru, I'm going to go out for a while, you need to listen to your sister Yushui at home, do you understand?"
Taking the two girls to the bustling New Year's market, with Qin Jingru's expectant expression, Wang Gang bought a bunch of small firecrackers and stuffed them into her hands.
I really don't know what's going on with Qin Jingru, he still likes these children's things even at this age.
"Ah, Brother Gang, are you going on a long trip?"
Qin Jingru suddenly felt that the firecrackers in his hand were no longer fragrant.
She still wanted Wang Gang to take her to set off firecrackers, but she didn't expect him to leave.
"Can you take me with you? I promise to be obedient."
Qin Jingru hurriedly said loudly, looking at Wang Gang with big eyes expectantly.
No matter what, she doesn't want to be separated from Wang Gang, her good life has just begun.
"What are you thinking? I'm going on a long trip. Where can I write you a letter of introduction?"
Wang Gang patted her on the head with a smile, "Be obedient and wait at home, listen to your elder sister Yushui, and take you to eat roast duck when I come back."
Qin Jingru suddenly pouted, and she also knew that her thoughts were not realistic at all.
I can't run back to the production team to ask the production team leader for a letter of introduction, can I?
Then he has to be taken back by his parents, Qin Jingru dare not go home now.
Besides, even if I went to ask the production team leader to open a letter of introduction, they would definitely not open it.
Thinking of this, Qin Jingru's braids drooped immediately.