Chapter 442: Glory

Village Chief Song sighed and whispered to Li Wenfeng, "Since I got the news, I've been like a lost soul, and I've been repeating this sentence all the time."

Usually, I don't see Li Yunshi care about his wife that much, but now that she's gone, he's really concerned.

Village Chief Song sighed a little.

Li Wenfeng looked at the old man Li, who was so old that he looked unrecognizable, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He nodded softly and looked up at Boss Song.

"Brother Xingye, go outside to greet Auntie and Chengran and their young couple..."

Boss Song sighed, stood up and walked a few steps, Auntie Song and Jiang Yanhong, brought Song Chengran and Zhou Jiahui in, and Song Chengran was holding the little dumpling Zhou Songan in his arms.

The village head's wife sighed, "Why did you bring Zhou Zhou as well?"

"Jia Hui said she wanted to take the child to see where I grew up." Song Chengran explained.

The village head's wife smiled.

She reminded Jiang Yanhong privately, "Go back to my house and get a pair of small scissors. Put it under the child's pillow when he sleeps. Be careful not to get dirty things."

Jiang Yanhong nodded.

Everyone gathered. Song Lao Da led the way, and several families headed straight to Shanhe Village in Henan Province.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived in the town.

Jiang Xiaomei and her husband got the news in advance and picked up everyone to have dinner at Good Luck.

During the break, he told them, "After the Li family reported the death, the villagers spontaneously went to the Li family to help. They said that the mourning hall was set up, but I didn't see Li Lao Da and Li Lao San come to the town to buy things for the funeral. It seems that they didn't hire anyone..."

Village Chief Song started scolding at that time.

"These two shallow-eyed beasts! That's their own mother. At this time, they still want to count on Wenfeng to pay. It's really fucking..." When

he thought about who he was scolding halfway through scolding, he choked himself.

Jiang Xiaomei glanced at Jiang Meifu.

Jiang Meifu immediately took over the conversation, "Uncle Qingshan, don't be angry, I found a store in the town, which said it is a one-stop service, everything from start to finish, I will take you to have a look later?"

"...Thank you." Li Wenfeng nodded and thanked him.

Jiang's brother-in-law waved his hand, "We are all family members."

The funeral service Jiang's brother-in-law found was indeed very good. After receiving the order, they immediately arranged for people to go to the village with them, saying that they had to put clothes on the old man before his body was completely stiff, otherwise the clothes would not fit into the body after it became stiff.

It was already too hard to put on.

The person who was invited was somewhat helpless, "The person has been dead for too long, there is really no way, the clothes cannot be put on, Mr. Li, what do you think..."

"...Cut it open, put it on, and then sew it up." Li Wenfeng said.

The clothes chosen were the best and most expensive ones in the store, and the coffin was the treasure of the town coffin shop. Everything was the best.

Even the mourning hall was rebuilt.

It was a world of difference compared to the straw shed built by the villagers.

"It's different when you have money. You don't have to move, someone else will do the work for you..."

"Why are you jealous? That's Brother Wenfeng. Why would he do the work if he has money?!" "Brother

Wenfeng is really rich. I heard that this set of burial clothes costs tens of thousands, but he bought it without blinking an eye."

"Clothes are nothing. That coffin is at least decades old and costs at least hundreds of thousands..."

"Then the feast can't be that bad?"

"Of course, Brother Wenfeng doesn't lack that little money!"

"...You see, in the end it's still Brother Wenfeng. The eldest brother Li and the third brother Li don't even bother to pay, but they are afraid of being criticized..."

"Just kill them. They are so stingy even when their own mother is dead. Aren't they afraid of being criticized?"

"..."

Inside and outside the courtyard, apart from the funeral team, there were villagers gossiping and chatting. Li Lao Da and Li Lao San came late, covered in dirt and mud, and covered with mud and leaves from the mountains.

Seeing Li Wenfeng, Li Lao San's eyes were full of joy, "Second brother, you are back."

Li Wenfeng glanced at the two of them.

Li Lao Da's face was pale, his eyes dodged, and he did not dare to look Li Wenfeng in the eye.

"Second brother."

Hearing their voices, the doors of the first and third rooms opened. Li Da's wife's face was frighteningly pale, and she called Li Lao Da in a whisper.

Li San's wife looked haggard, and she still had a pair of thousand-layer soles in her hands. Her hands were rough and rough, and no longer as white and tender as when she was young.

"Second brother, you're back just in time. My eldest brother and I have chosen the trees. Let's go up the mountain and cut them down..."

Li Laosan was halfway through his words when he found that the mourning hall had been rearranged. There was a coffin in the room, and there were several busy strangers. He was obviously stunned.

"They are..."

a villager reminded him, "It's the funeral team in town that Brother Wenfeng hired. It's the all-inclusive kind . You two brothers can save a lot of trouble. You don't have to spend a penny to send the old lady off in a decent way..."

Li Laosan raised his eyes to look at Li Wenfeng.

Li Wenfeng had already walked aside and whispered to Village Chief Song. Li Laosan said "oh" in disappointment. Li Dasao trotted over to pull Li Laoda, but Li Laoda didn't give her a good face and directly pushed him away. Li Dasao was about to cry, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Li Wenfeng was terrifying. "Mom..." An adult man ran in from outside the yard, supported Li Dasao, and glared at Li Lao Da, "What are you doing?! My mother didn't do it on purpose. Who knows that old man..." "Yuan Bo!" Li Dasao grabbed the man's hand and pinched it hard, "Don't say it, don't say it." "Mom, this is not your fault in the first place. She was sick and had to do it. She killed herself. You have nothing to do with it!" Li Sangchen arrived a step late. After hearing his brother's words, he saw Li Wenfeng who had returned to take charge of the situation. His eyes went dark. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He walked over and reminded the mother and son in a low voice, "Don't take me with you if you want to die. I want to admit my mistake and ask my second uncle to help me. How rich is my second uncle now? Do you still need me to remind you? Even if his fingers sew a little, it will be enough for us to have food and drink for the rest of our lives. You should use your brain..."

Li Yuanbai glanced at Li Wenfeng, frowned, and said nothing.

Village Chief Song heard their noise and whispered to Li Wenfeng, "Do you want me to find out what's going on?"

"...Finish the funeral first, and then settle the accounts."

Village Chief Song looked around and said he was here to help, but in fact he came to watch the show with his hands in his pockets. The villagers frowned. Don't these people have any work to do? !

The old lady was buried with great ceremony. Anyone who could move in the village visited the Li family several times, saying that they helped. They

also praised Li Wenfeng for his funeral. The old lady would be very pleased if she knew.

Li Wenfeng said nothing from beginning to end until the old lady was buried.

After the funeral, old man Li looked even older. He sat in the main hall, where old lady Li had been placed, looking at his four biological sons, and asked the eldest and third sons, "How did your mother die? She was fine when I left..."

The eldest son looked very uncomfortable, and he looked at Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li hung her head, wishing she could shrink it into her stomach.

Li Lao San said with a cold face, "I have always wanted to ask my eldest brother and sister-in-law, why did they leave the old lady alone in the yard in the dark? When I went to call for help, I found that she was gone."

"Brother San, what do you mean by that? Why was mom in the yard? Wasn't she paralyzed and unable to move?" Li Lao Si asked from the side, and his wife pulled him.

Li Lao Si smiled and said, "I just want to ask, after all, that's my mom, I can't let my mom die unclearly, right?"