Chapter 1 The original owner committed suicide for love?

"My niece's wife truly loves my nephew. She committed suicide for love, so what? Well, well, they are finally reunited. He has a companion over there, so my eldest nephew won't be too lonely. It's an honor for our Liang family to have a chaste woman!"

"Mingxuan, good boy, don't be sad. Even though your sister-in-law is gone, you still have your uncle and aunt. From now on, you will live with us. Your uncle and aunt will love you well and will not let you suffer any grievances."

The woman's story was so painful and sad that it made people cry and sigh.

Another woman quickly interrupted her, "Sister-in-law, let's talk about other things later. First, let's take care of our nephew's wife's affairs. Minglang died on the battlefield of the Western Expedition, thousands of miles away from our Xijiang Province. I think it would be best to cremate our nephew's wife. The cremated soul is light and can fly far, so she can travel west to reunite with Minglang."

"this--"

The Liang family's second wife, Bai's idea shocked everyone. Cremation? Burning Xu?

Why does it sound a little creepy?

Xu Zhichun was also shocked. Didn't the ancients always believe in being buried in peace? This Second Aunt actually wanted to cremate her. Is there really such a thing as the lightness of the soul flying far? Why didn't she believe it?

Forget it, let’s just survive first.

Otherwise, it would be a bit weird to hear them discussing whether to burn themselves or bury themselves.

Xu Zhichun only vaguely remembered that the original owner fell from the mountain. As to whether he committed suicide by jumping, she was really not sure.

Her head was still a little dizzy, probably from excessive blood loss. Her hands were also weak, and she reached out to try to lift the white cloth covering her body, but her fingers were trembling and weak, and she couldn't lift it.

A young woman suddenly screamed "Ah——" and pierced the sky: "Swindle, swindle, swindle——"

Everyone was shocked!

Mrs. Bai, who was still trying to persuade the public about cremation's benefits, was particularly frightened. Being frightened like this in the middle of a peaceful conversation, Mrs. Bai's anger suddenly flared up, and she glared at the young woman angrily: "What are you trying to do? My niece-in-law, what are you doing with all this noise?"

Mao, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Liang family, was on the verge of tears. She pointed her trembling index finger at Xu Zhichun and screamed uncontrollably, "He's resurrected! He's resurrected!"

"What?"

"What are you trying to trick?"

"Zombie? What kind of zombie?" someone wondered. Then someone saw it and shouted even louder than the others: "Ah! A zombie! A real zombie!"

The scene was in chaos with people screaming, crying, running away, being frightened and pushing each other.

Xu Zhichun was so annoyed by the noise that his head was about to explode.

She was so afraid of being trampled to death in the chaos that her weak body was stimulated to generate a burst of strength, and she finally suddenly lifted the white cloth, supported herself with one hand and managed to turn over and sit up, covering her mouth and coughing non-stop.

"Quiet! All of you, be quiet! Shut up! What's this all about pretending to be dead? Minglang's wife isn't dead at all! Minglang's wife isn't dead! Quick, quick, two women, quickly help Minglang's wife up and take her back to the house to lie down. Minghai's mother, pour a bowl of hot water. Minghai, quickly drive the ox cart to Quanshan Village to get Doctor Jiang!"

Xu Zhichun looked up at the old man who was giving orders. This was the head of their Liangjia Village, a very good man.

Xu Zhichun looked at Liang Lizheng with gratitude.

With Liang Lizheng's calls and arrangements, the chaotic scene finally gradually returned to normal.

Everyone looked at the bright sun outside and felt a surge of courage in their hearts. Then they turned to look at Xu Zhichun and slowly relaxed.

Yes, it's broad daylight in March, the sun is still shining brightly in the sky. How could something as outrageous as a corpse resurrection happen? It's not the middle of the night!

That Mao is really ignorant and unreliable. He led everyone astray with his noisy behavior.

It was a false alarm.

So two or three women came forward, hurriedly helped Xu Zhichun up, and helped him lie down on the bed in the room.

"Xu is really lucky."

"yes."

"How could something like this go wrong?"

"Who knows! But it's a good thing that the person is still alive."

"That's true."

"This is truly a case of surviving a great disaster and then having good fortune in the future."

"Why"

It's a common saying, but when applied to Xu Zhichun, it doesn't seem quite right. Having lost her husband at such a young age, she has no parents-in-law to look after her, her brother-in-law is still young, and she herself has no children. Even if she survives the disaster, it will be difficult for her to have a good life.

Who in the village doesn't know what kind of people her eldest uncle and second uncle are? Just wait and see!

The eldest aunt Zhang, the second aunt Bai, as well as the eldest uncle Liang, the second uncle Liang and other two families looked at each other, and when they came to their senses, they hurried over to show their concern, saying nice things without asking for any money.

The wife of the village head, Liang Minghai's mother, fed Xu Zhichun half a bowl of warm water and watched her recover. However, because she had lost too much blood, her face was still very pale and she looked very weak.

The village head's wife said, "Ms. Xu needs to eat something good to nourish herself. Her aunt, can you make her some egg drop soup?"

Second Aunt Bai quietly stepped back, looked away, and pretended not to hear.

Aunt Zhang laughed awkwardly, "This—the stove is cold right now, making a fire would be too time-consuming. Does anyone have a fire ready? Would you like to borrow it?"

Of course, whoever borrowed the stove got to cook it, so it had nothing to do with her. As for the eggs, either the owner was willing to give them away, or she could ask Xu for them herself. Of course, she couldn't let her take them.

Zhang felt a little happy and thought she was very smart and had a lot of ideas.

The headman's wife felt a little disdainful, but she couldn't say anything.

She was about to ask her daughter-in-law to go back and make a bowl of egg drop soup and bring it over when Aunt Zhuer from next door to Xu Zhichun's house said with a smile, "There's a fire in my stove. Wait, I'll go make it right away."

Xu Zhichun knew from the original owner's memory that both his eldest uncle and second uncle's families were not good people. The two aunts were reluctant to help and even offered a hand. It was because they were reluctant to give up the eggs.

She nodded and smiled weakly at Aunt Zhu'er: "Thank you, Aunt Zhu'er. I will return the eggs to Aunt Zhu'er when I get better."

Aunt Zhu'er waved her hands: "It's just two eggs, why don't you return them? No, no!"

Then he turned around and went about his business.

The village head's wife didn't even bother to check on Zhang and Bai's expressions. She smiled and said to everyone, "Alright, her aunts and I will stay here. Everyone, please go away. With so many people gathered here, it's hard for Xu to rest. If you're concerned about Xu, please come visit her later when she's feeling better."

The room was small, and since the person had already woken up, there was really nothing to see. Everyone comforted Mrs. Xu and left one after another.

Let’s start digging!

(End of this chapter)