He now believes in the predestination of life and death for Fan Qian's family.
Fan Sizhu and Fan Laowu were inexperienced, so they just relied on their intuition to tie up the bandages and apply the medicine. In the past, Fan Dazhu would have definitely made a fuss without caring about anything, but this time he knew that arguing would be useless—the villagers were so angry they wanted to skin him alive, so how could he dare to argue!
After Fan Qian had a seizure, he was carried into the room and put on the bed. Sun Jinhua was also locked inside. Fan Sizhu, the only one who was not injured, was busy taking care of him.
The door panel of the main room was removed, and two long benches were placed on either side to prop up the door panel. Mother Fan lay on them.
As dawn broke and visibility improved, the old village chief and other elders from the village gradually came to pay their respects.
Fan Jin, who was kneeling, got up and walked into the courtyard with the old village chief, Fan Qiye, Old Master Wang, and other elderly people.
He had something to discuss with the village elders.
He looked at the elders and said gently, "Village chief, elders, today is my 28th birthday. The New Year is the day after tomorrow. I want to bury my mother tomorrow so that she can rest in peace."
According to their village custom, the deceased should be kept at home for three days to allow relatives and friends to come and pay their respects. However, given the current chaotic state of affairs, it's unlikely that the maternal uncles will be able to come, so it's best to bury them as soon as possible.
Master Fan immediately agreed: "The Zhao and Sun families share your opinion. It's good to bury them before the New Year. Life is not easy these days, and our village has suffered such a great change. Let's keep everything simple."
The day after tomorrow is the Lunar New Year, and the burial will take place tomorrow. All the men in the village can help. Not to mention, carrying the coffin up the mountain will require a lot of manpower. We can't ask people to do these things during the Lunar New Year or the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Furthermore, five elderly people in the village suddenly passed away last night. Magistrate Wu is still unaware of the situation. It would be best to bury them as soon as possible. If something else happens later, it may be difficult to bury them.
Fan Jin replied, "Okay."
The old village chief glanced at the house and asked, "Is there a coffin?"
"Yes, my mother prepared it when my father passed away," Fan Jin replied respectfully.
Grandpa Wang sighed, "There's no need to worry about the old man's coffin; it's been prepared long ago. It's just a tragedy for the Zhao family. Not only is Grandpa Zhao gone, but the eldest son and his wife are also gone. Their coffins haven't been prepared yet, and we're trying to find a way to make up the difference."
There are coffins in the village, but they vary in quality. The Zhao family suddenly has two extra coffins. If they borrow a good one from someone else, they will inevitably have to return a better one later, which will be too much of a financial burden.
At this time, it's even more inconvenient to go out and buy, so we can only borrow from the village first.
Fan Jin's family was relatively fortunate; at least they separated and lived independently, thus escaping the disaster. Otherwise, with both families injured, the old man's funeral would have been impossible to arrange.
Old Man Xu comforted Fan Jin and then looked at his companions, saying, "Those two families don't even have anyone in charge. Let's go over there and help them out."
"Kid, we're counting on you here."
Shuiqing is now the backbone of the entire village, managing all the affairs of the village, so he must be very busy; dozens of men and women in the village have been injured, forty have gone out to work, and three families have had accidents, so people are needed everywhere. Among the three families that had accidents, the Fan family is the least affected, so they can only rely on the young man to take care of things here.
The old village chief comforted her, saying, "Shuiqing handled things very well last night. I definitely couldn't have done it so well."
He knew his own abilities; he could think of things like arranging for the wounded to cook porridge, but he was absolutely incapable of interrogating the bandits, especially uncovering the mastermind behind them.
Shui Qing is great; he wasn't wrong about her. She's even more capable than he thought!
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