Chapter 87 Still Some Kindness

Wan Chatou pulled open Feng Chatou's eyelids, only to see that his eyes were gray and white. He shook his head helplessly.

“It’s no use…”

You Chatou put Feng Chatou on the carriage and lay him down, his face looking a little embarrassed.

This was the first time that a captain escorting an exile died on the road.

Su Hanchu looked at Feng Chatou who was confirmed dead and turned away. He still felt a little guilty, but he soon calmed down. After all, Feng Chatou had been ill for such a long time before he died, and he had experienced the incident with bandits, so it was normal for him to die.

Jun Moye held her hand, motioning her to be at ease, then he took her hand and walked forward to speak.

"Captain You, is there anything I can help you with?"

Youcha turned his head and looked at the two of them.

Finally, he spoke in a heavy tone.

"He's already passed away. Last time he caught a cold and almost died. He finally managed to survive, but then he encountered bandits again. He passed away just like that. But he still has two children at home. Without his salary, I'm afraid his family will have a hard time living..."

Jun Moye spoke with a look of regret after hearing this.

"It's a very sad thing that Feng Chatou died. If he hadn't been sending us to the northwest, we would have encountered bandits. However, as an official of Tianyuan, dying while suppressing bandits is an honor. According to the law, his family should receive a pension."

Upon hearing this, Captain You looked at Jun Moye and suddenly understood something, but then he looked at Captain Feng and felt a little guilty towards the Jun family as a bailiff.

Feng Chatou had previously defected to the Crown Prince and had troubled the Jun family many times. Unexpectedly, in the end, the couple were willing to let Feng Chatou take some of the credit.

"I didn't expect that Master Jun and Madam Jun are so kind-hearted."

Su Hanchu spoke hurriedly after hearing this.

"Captain You, we are not kind-hearted. To be honest, Captain Feng is biased in his actions and it is hard for people to accept his position, but his wife and children are innocent.

Now that the family has lost its pillar, life is likely to be difficult. The pension will allow his wife and children to get by. As a woman, I just feel a little sympathetic towards Mrs. Feng, whom I have never met."

You Chatou nodded when he heard this.

"Thank you, Master Jun and Madam, for your advice."

Su Hanchu took a look at Feng Chatou's body.

"Captain You, you can see if there are any officers from the same hometown as Captain Feng among the officers. If there are any, you can go back and visit his children occasionally. They are orphans and widows. If there are any relatives with bad intentions or parents who are greedy and biased, I am afraid that the pension will not reach his wife and children."

You Cha Tou thought about it when he heard this.

"Young Madam is right. Although he and I are not from the same hometown, we are not far away. There should be one of his escorts from the same hometown. When the pension comes in, we will take a few days off to ensure that the pension reaches his wife and children."

Seeing that everything had been discussed, Jun Moye spoke.

"Commanders, we're going to pack our bags first. Regarding Commander Feng's funeral, if anyone needs help, please let Su Jiajun know."

You Chatou nodded when he heard this, after all, he still had to hurry on his way.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy."

Upon hearing this, the couple turned and left.

They recognized each other at first sight.

At night, they found a spacious place on the rock wall to settle down. Several officers gathered together to look at the map, which was smaller than the cave. It was not a good idea for Officer Feng to carry the child on horseback all the time, so they had to find a way to buy a thin coffin for burial.

However, things went against their wishes. It would take two or three days to reach the next town. Several police officers were worried. They couldn't just bury the person in this desolate mountain. After all, they were still police officers, and they had been escorting prisoners for their entire lives.

In the end, the few of them discussed it and asked Su Hanchu and his wife for help. They made a simple wooden coffin, pulled Feng Chatou all the way in a horse-drawn carriage, and prepared to bury him at the post station.

Jun Moye did not refuse when asked for help, but he pursed his lips tightly while making the coffin, with some bloodshot eyes, and his hands that tied the wooden sticks were trembling slightly. He couldn't bury his own parents properly, and now he had to help his enemy make a coffin. How could he be willing to do this?

Fortunately, because there were so many people, the task was completed quickly. You Chatou and his men put Feng Chatou into this simple coffin.

Su Hanchu held Jun Moye's hand and quickly returned to the resting place of the Jun and Su families.

Wei Furong had already cooked meat porridge with everyone. When she saw Su Hanchu and the others coming back, she hurriedly served the porridge to them.

Jun Moye took the porridge and squatted aside, looking a little sad.

Su Hanchu understood that he was thinking of his parents. His parents were the noble King Qin and Queen Qin. After their death, they were not as good as a messenger who had a coffin and was buried in the cemetery of the post station. In the future, during festivals, people would burn incense, while his parents lay in this desolate mountain.

Li handed the peeled sweet potato to Su Hanchu. Su Hanchu said thank you and walked towards Jun Moye.

"Aye, mix it with sweet potatoes."

Jun Moye looked at the sweet potato that Su Hanchu had been handing over to him, and reached out to take it, but lowered his head, took a bite of the sweet potato and drank the porridge.

Look at his suppressed emotions.

Su Hanchu spoke in a low voice.

"Aye, don't be like this. If Mom and Dad knew you were like this, they wouldn't be able to leave peacefully. I understand, I really do. Jun Moye, didn't we agree? Once we settle down in the northwest, we'll bring Mom and Dad over."

Then he leaned in close to his ear.

"Besides, all those who harmed father are dead one by one, right? It's only a matter of time before the rest die. Please don't be sad, okay? Father definitely doesn't want you to be sad."

Jun Moye spoke softly after hearing this.

"I know everything, but I feel useless. I didn't even give them a coffin!"

Look at his red eyes.

Su Hanchu moved closer to him and reached out to hold his arm.

"When we get to the northwest, we'll prepare the best coffins to take Father and Mother home. We'll burn incense for them every year, and our children and grandchildren will also offer sacrifices to them from generation to generation."

Jun Moye looked up at Su Hanchu when he heard that.

"Children? We're going to have children?"

Upon hearing this, Su Hanchu looked into his eyes and spoke.

"Of course there will be. We are husband and wife. When we settle down in the northwest, we will have a child. You are not my father's son, you are still my husband and the father of our future children. Jun Moye, my father loves you very much. He certainly hopes that you will live well and have many children and grandchildren in the future."

Jun Moye knew very well how much his father loved him, but he felt very depressed inside.

"I know everything. I know everything."

Su Hanchu also knew that he still needed to get over this kind of thing. Everyone understands the general principles, but it takes a lot of time to get over this sadness.

I had to remind him.

"Eat first, or the porridge will get cold."

Upon hearing this, Jun Moye controlled his emotions and drank the porridge mouthful by mouthful. He still had to take care of his younger brothers and sisters, Aunt Qian and Mother Cui. Sui'er was already gone, and the Jun family could not allow anyone else to suffer losses.

Only after he finished the porridge in his bowl did Su Hanchu take his bowl and prepare to take it back to wash.

But he saw Su Lichuan coming over.

"Father."

Su Lichuan nodded and spoke.

"Go warm yourself by the fire. I want to talk to Mo Ye."