The Yang family lives in the neighboring Yangjia Village, which is adjacent to Yaojia Village. Neither of them are the kind of people who work for free, and they also have to work, don't they?
Yang Guozhi was a little flustered, not understanding why things had developed like this. Wasn't this the time to bury Yao Chunhua?
Oh right, burial.
He squeezed out two drops of cat urine, and his voice became hoarse.
"Grandma, let's not talk about those unfounded things for now. Chunhua is still waiting. Let's make sure she has a place to stay first."
Yang Guozhi's words brought everyone back to the funeral.
Grandma Yao suppressed her doubts, and her eyes were filled with sadness again.
"Take charge, bury my granddaughter..."
Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang occurred.
Thud!
The coffin lid flew off.
"Ahhh, it's come back to life!"
"There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"
The group ran far away, their faces pale.
Mr. Yang, who kept saying he missed his wife, was the fastest to run.
However, if someone were in front of him, they would realize that he was running not because he was afraid of ghosts, but because he was feeling guilty. Why was he feeling guilty?
For some reason, he ran closer, a fake smile of surprise on his face.
"Chunhua, Grandma, has Chunhua woken up?"
When Grandma Yao thought of Xie Lin's words, "The person may not be dead," she couldn't help but feel hopeful.
I have indeed heard of people who, without dying, suddenly stop breathing for unknown reasons, and then wake up after a period of time.
She was uneducated and didn't understand science; all she knew was that her granddaughter waking up was a great thing.
I rushed over in a hurry and found five unfamiliar children lying on the edge of the pit.
She didn't have time to care whose child it was; when she saw her granddaughter open her eyes, she burst into tears of joy.
"Chunhua, are you... are you really awake?"
Fearing she was seeing things and her hopes were dashed, the old lady hurriedly rubbed her eyes. When she opened them, Yang Guozhi had already pounced on her.
His malice was too obvious; Xiao Shi was constantly on his guard.
The moment he reached for Yao Chunhua's neck, she jumped up, grabbed his head, and pulled him backward, dragging him up as he fell.
You little punk, trying to pull a dirty trick?
I'm on guard against you.
Nannan, Da Liu, and Xiao Liu quickly climbed up, as fast as lightning.
Nannan sat on his stomach, her feet firmly pressing down on his wrists.
Each of the six children, big and small, sits on one leg, then stands their lower leg up. Where no one can see, the eldest child rolls and rolls, creating a freshly made snake-shaped hemp rope.
Xie Da pushed Xiao Shi aside and took matters into his own hands, pressing down on Yang Guozhi's forehead with one claw.
With his head touching the ground and his legs tightly bound, Yang Guozhi felt an unusual sensation and panicked, remembering the word "ghost" that the villagers had been shouting.
He wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth, something hairy was stuffed into it and tugged at his tongue. He was so frightened that he didn't dare utter a single note and was drenched in cold sweat.
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