Completely baffled, Xie Xing could only lie in the wooden coffin and let her "good family" carry her to Pianshan Village.
Undeterred, I asked the heavens, "What's wrong with me today? What happened?"
Meanwhile, her good husband Xie Ming shrugged in the Xie family courtyard: Wasn't it your good sister-in-law who made God appear to you and tell you to open your eyes and see?
He originally wanted to wake her up before the disaster started, but now that the loving family was praying for her, how could he not be satisfied?
Xie Xing's family was an unknown clan in Pianshan Village. No one in their village had ever received any honors or rewards, so they didn't even have a surname. Apart from the lucky Xie Xing, no one in the entire village had a name or surname.
People often address each other based on their home's location. For example, Xie Xingniang's family lived in the village, so everyone called her "Xie Xingniang's family in the village."
Upon arriving at Pianshan Village, Xie Xing vaguely understood the situation. It turned out that her whole family thought she had passed away and had begun making arrangements for her funeral.
Her sister-in-law, feeling that she had suffered greatly, went to her husband's family and made a scene, eventually taking her back.
Xie Xing'er felt very comforted and thought to herself that it was all worth it for her to forgive and forget and to support her family. It seemed that heaven still remembered those who were kind and righteous.
But as she swayed, she heard voices outside.
"Mother, we can't bring this unlucky thing home!"
Xie Xing knew from the voice that the speaker was her eldest nephew.
"We need to set it up at home in the next couple of days, otherwise we won't be able to handle the Xie family when they come over."
"But isn't it just too annoying for no reason?"
"How about we move it to the collapsed house at the back first? You and your brothers can take turns guarding the village entrance, and then quickly carry it away when people come from over there."
"Okay! Then let's carry this thing over first!"
Xie Xing heard her sister-in-law and nephew's conversation clearly. Of course, she knew what kind of place that abandoned house was. It was not only dirty and dilapidated, but there were also stray dogs and such inside!
Every time she passed by there, she was so frightened that she would take a detour. Her nephew had escorted her there several times before, so why was he now settling her there without any regard for her feelings?
Xie Xing wanted to shout and curse the heartless people outside, but she helplessly found that she was completely unable to move.
After a long while, with a loud "bang," Xie Xing felt her head hit the wooden wall hard, making her wince in pain.
Before her buzzing mind could clear, the surrounding voices vanished completely. Xie Xing'er panicked; her nephews had left her alone in the dilapidated temple.
Loneliness, fear, and confusion overwhelmed her... Good heavens! What on earth is going on?!
At this time, a large circle of disappointed and frustrated clansmen surrounded the Xie family.
Not long after the villagers left, Xie Ming "woke up," drank a bowl of water, and stood up to make a promise to everyone.
"Fellow villagers, I am truly sorry for the trouble I have caused you all today. It is an unfortunate misfortune to have such relatives in our family. Since they are so heartless and unjust, I, Xie Ming, swear here and now that I will never let them bring their coffins into the village!"
His children, who were following behind him, breathed a sigh of relief. If their father had insisted on divorcing their mother because of the other side's treacherous ambitions, things would have been difficult.
However, if conflicts with Pianshan Village occur again and again, it would indeed annoy the clan members, and they would certainly refuse to allow people to return to their ancestral graves.
Now, Father has stepped forward, made the choice, and solved the problem, sparing them the trouble of being unfilial and unkind.
The siblings and nephews had all made this plan in private, but none of them expected that Xie Ming would not let them worry about it at all.
Xie Ming didn't want his children to be the subject of gossip, so he finally decided to set up a cenotaph to complete the funeral.
As for the coffin that was taken away, the villagers of Pianshan Village are willing to return it, and they will find a new auspicious place to place it in the future.
So, without the knowledge of the people in Pianshan Village, Xie Xing was quickly laid to rest in another way.
After the funeral, apart from Qili, who had just escaped death, the other children still harbored some affection for Xie Xing. After the mourning hall was dismantled, they secretly went to Pianshan Village together.
Xie Ming, who was watching from the sidelines and understood what was happening, did not stop them. He calmly sat at the doorway, braiding hemp rope and waiting for them to return.
The siblings went out in the morning and didn't return to the village until it was almost dark. They originally planned to go and take a look, and then come back without their father finding out. They never expected that they would be forced to kneel in the mourning hall all day.
If it weren't for the people in Pianshan Village being so generous with their food, they would have been detained and never made it back.
"father!"
Sili shrank back and called out to the person at the door.
"Hmm! You haven't eaten yet! Let's go in and eat first!"
"Thank you, Dad. We'll go eat now!"
Xie Ming didn't even look up before inviting the group inside for dinner. It wasn't that he was soft-hearted and reluctant to discipline the children; it was simply that they had done a great service!
The money flowing out will depend on this trip they made today.
After spending two days in the dilapidated house, hearing the barking of wild dogs and smelling the rotting stench, Xie Xing naturally didn't want to go back to her parents' house now that she could lie down in the courtyard.
She figured her children had come over today and she'd been moved back, so they'd probably come again tomorrow morning. Therefore, her sister-in-law wouldn't need to bother with the trip.
But reality always catches people off guard; her sister-in-law was willing to arrange for her son to move the "unlucky thing" away.
A group of people fiddled with the coffin for a long time, but nothing came of it.
"Mother! Do you think Auntie is blaming us? Why can't we move this coffin?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Your aunt is on your side; she'll still be making us money even after she dies. Hurry up and get this piece of junk out of here, so we can sleep soundly tonight..."
After the woman finished speaking, the young men held their breath and tried to lift it with all their might, but even when they were red in the face and their necks were thick, the coffin still wouldn't budge.
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