Chapter 131 Sister-in-law, may I build a cenotaph for my elder brother?
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The horses' saddlebags were full, and the bundles carried by Li Shiyue and Li Qiutian were also bulging.
In the late afternoon, the two left the city and waited for a while at the entrance of the post station. They then saw a group of people driving a carriage from the southwest.
Even from this distance, Li Shiyue could hear the wailing and crying.
As they drew closer, among the crowd carrying the coffin, Erdan's mother's cries were the most genuine.
Two months have passed, and one thing after another has happened. Even if a loved one has died, how can the living remain immersed in grief forever?
The person is gone, but the living remain.
It's not that other people's crying was fake, but after a couple of cries, life still goes on, doesn't it?
Li Shiyang, dressed in white, walked at the very front of the procession, raising his hand to scatter a string of paper money into the air.
A biting, cold wind swirled and swept the dark yellow paper money away in all directions.
Riding on horseback, Li Shiyue and Li Qiutian followed behind the group. Looking at the coffins on the carts, she thought of the original owner's scumbag father.
This scumbag dad fell into the sea, and who knows if he was eaten by a big fish.
Since the carts are now used to transport coffins, the person has to walk alongside the cart, so the journey won't be as fast as it was on the way there.
By this time, it was already dark, and they had only covered less than half the distance.
Seeing that they were going to be heading back to Liujiatun overnight, Li Shiyue spurred his horse forward, greeted Li Shiyang, and the group stopped. They found a spot by the roadside, swept away the snow, gathered firewood, and lit two fires.
The crowd huddled together in a circle to keep warm, roasting dry, cold flatbreads over the fire to stave off hunger.
The wind was stronger at night than during the day, and the cold wind howled and blew against people's heads and faces as if cutting with a knife.
Even by the fire, Li Shiyue still felt her toes were numb from the cold.
Faintly, along with the sound of the wind, came the faint sobbing of a woman. Li Shiyue couldn't hear it clearly at first, and she didn't pay much attention to it. She was only thinking about how to proceed with her family, the garbage system, and the original plot.
However, while she was thinking about something, suddenly Ma Zi picked up a stick, poked at the fire, and asked everyone, "Did you hear anything?"
"What? What did you hear? It's late at night, don't scare me!"
"Who am I trying to scare?"
I only asked if you heard crying because I heard it. Do you think I was the only one who heard it?
Facing the gaze of the pockmarked man, Li Shiyue looked back at him in the scorching firelight, then listened intently and looked in the direction from which the crying was coming.
Li Shiyue's actions were naturally seen by everyone. Ma Zi clapped his hands and said, "See? I told you what I heard. Look, Shiyue heard it too, so I must not have misheard."
Li Shiyue stood up and turned to go towards the direction from which the crying was coming.
"Hey, don't go in October, what if there are ghosts?"
Mole's words made Pockmarked Man burst out laughing.
"Come on, are you kidding me? There are so many of us, why would we be afraid of some wandering ghost?"
Li Shiyue naturally wouldn't explain to Weizi that there's no such thing as ghosts in this world. She turned around and smiled at Weizi, saying, "Brother Weizi, what are you afraid of?"
I've already killed people, why would I be afraid of killing ghosts?
If it really is a ghost, then kill the ghost!
"I'll go with you!"
Li Qiutian also got up and followed Li Shiyue to that place.
Li Wangshui also got up, took his knife, and went over there. Later, everyone sitting in Li Shiyue's circle followed him there.
Upon arriving at the location, the crying became even more pronounced. As they approached, Li Shiyue shouted, "Who's there?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the crying stopped.
Li Shiyue took two steps forward, drew his knife from his waist, and parted the waist-high weeds.
"Erdan Niang?"
When Li Shiyue and the others found her, Erdan's mother's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her snot was still on her face. She looked very pitiful.
"I guessed it was you. I didn't see you by the fire earlier. I thought you went to relieve yourself."
They pulled Erdan's mother up by the hand, and then everyone started chatting.
"I was terrified. It was so dark. If there weren't so many of us, I wouldn't have dared to come over."
"Erdan's mom, why are you crying? Haven't you cried enough on the way here?"
Ma Zi nudged Mo Zi's arm, but when he turned around, he looked at Er Dan's mother with a slightly reproachful tone and said, "That's right, why are you hiding and crying?"
"Seriously, I almost gave them a good scare."
They sat down around the fire again. Li Shiyang came over to ask if anything was wrong. When he found out that everything was alright, he said they would set off in a quarter of an hour.
Li Shiyue took the dry biscuits off the fire, tore off a piece, and handed it to Erdan's mother: "You still have Erdan, eat up, we can continue our journey if we are full."
Erdan's mother, who had already stopped crying, started crying again as soon as she heard Li Shiyue's words.
"If I had stood in front of him back then, would the head of the family have survived?"
Waaah... It's all my fault, it's all my fault! Why didn't I stand in front of the boss? Waaah...
What's the use of regretting what's already happened?
After letting Erdan's mother cry for a while, the group packed up, lit torches, and headed back to Liujiatun in the wind and snow.
At this time, in Liujiatun, the remaining people in each family were all warming themselves on the kang (a heated brick bed).
A small oil lamp was lit on the windowsill, and Qin Tao sat beside it, twisting hemp rope slowly, but her eyes were looking out the window.
But what can you see when it's pitch black outside?
"Mother, stop working and lie down to sleep."
Qin Tao sighed as she looked at Li Shigui, who was already lying down on the other side of the kang (heated brick bed): "I wonder how Sister Li is doing now?"
Li Shigui did not reply to Qin Tao; he closed his eyes and remained silent.
After receiving no response, Qin Tao paused for a moment before speaking again: "Mother doesn't know if it's right or wrong to ask Sister Li to chase after her."
Is this good or bad for her?
If the three of us want to live a good life in the future, sticking with the young master is the best thing we can do.
Qin Tao raised her hand to her chest, feeling her heart pounding so fast it seemed as if something had happened to Li Chunli.
Meanwhile, at Li Shiyue's home, Li's mother was also twisting hemp rope on the kang (a heated brick bed), worried about whether Li Shiyue and Li Qiutian had a safe journey.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Li Wangming's voice rang out: "Sister-in-law, it's me, Wangming."
"The door isn't closed, just come in."
Li Wangming pushed open the door, but stood at the door without going in. He said to his mother, who was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) inside, "Sister-in-law, I have something I want to say to you alone."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Meiniang, who was twisting hemp rope face to face with Li's mother, thought of getting down and emptying the room so that the two of them could talk.
She wanted to pull Li Xiatian, who was already lying down, up to walk together.
However, Li's mother stopped her and got off the kang herself, slipped on her shoes, and went out of the house with Li Wangming, heading towards Li Wangming and Shi Tou's room.
Stone had already fallen asleep.
The two got onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and faced each other. "What's wrong? Tell me, your sister-in-law is listening."
After Li's mother asked the question, Li Wangming remained silent for a long while.
Li's mother was very patient. After waiting for a while, she heard Li Wangming ask in a barely audible voice without even looking up, "Sister-in-law, is it alright if I build a cenotaph for my elder brother?"
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