Especially when others are wearing mourning clothes, few people would wear these things on normal days unless someone in their family has died.
After Qiao Wanyue explained this, everyone instantly kept a distance of half a meter from Zhong Qingqing and the others.
He watched the mother and her daughters warily.
The mother and her daughters looked at each other, their gazes finally settling on Yang's mother.
I don't know if I should keep crying.
"Who is promoting feudal superstition?" a deep voice rang out.
The man was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a red cloth strip hanging from his arm.
He walked over with a blank expression, and when he saw Yang's mother and the others dressed in mourning clothes, he frowned, clearly already used to it.
"Comrade, it's them. I just asked, and no one in her family has died or is sick. Wearing these things in broad daylight and crying in front of Gou Dan's house is quite frightening. And I just heard them crying about Yang Laoda, who has been dead for many years. Are they trying to summon a spirit?"
The last sentence gave everyone goosebumps.
"Qiao Wanyue, shut up."
"We're not trying to summon a spirit, we just miss my father." Yang Ercui knew she couldn't admit it, or her whole family would be doomed.
Qiao Wanyue blinked. "Remembering someone? Running to someone's doorstep to reminisce? I just heard you saying that Boss Yang's soul is in Gou Dan's body, and that he's heartless and will definitely get his comeuppance. Isn't this it?"
Yang Ercui's face froze.
Her mother wanted to manipulate Gou Dan.
These words cannot be scrutinized too closely, otherwise their behavior will be labeled as spreading feudal superstition, and they will be punished.
She gave Yang's mother a mournful look.
It's been so many years, yet they still hold onto it. Over the years, Gou Dan has given the family so much money, and her mother is like a money-devouring beast, never finding enough. She has always believed that Gou Dan killed her father.
But that was just an accident.
"Mom, get up." Yang Ercui realized the situation. If they continued to cry, it wouldn't just be forcing Gou Dan, it would be digging up their own family's ancestral graves.
Yang's mother got up reluctantly.
"What are you doing again!" The captain's head throbbed when he saw Zhong Qingqing.
When Zhong Qingqing saw the captain arrive, she exclaimed and squatted down on the ground.
"Captain, my life is so hard, my eldest son..."
"How many years has your eldest son been dead? If you haven't cried enough, I'll set up a tent for you at his grave, and you can go and keep him company?" The captain interrupted Zhong Qingqing's sobbing, having heard this same old story over and over again for more than a decade.
Yang's mother paused for a moment.
Her sobs froze in her throat.
Seeing the mocking looks from those around him, a question flashed in his eyes: why were the methods that had worked every time before no longer effective?
"Dog Egg, why did you jump into the river? What's bothering you?" The captain shuddered as he recalled what someone had said to him when they went to call him earlier.
"Grandpa and Grandma Dog Egg are going to hang themselves."
"Dog Egg jumped into the river."
He rushed over in a hurry.
"Old Huang, what brings you here too?"
Huang Zhenwei: "Someone reported that the Yang family is engaging in feudal superstition and is performing a ritual to summon spirits."
He silently added the last sentence.
The captain's body went limp.
Damn the Yang family.
If the commune finds out that something like this happened in their team, he'll lose his job as the team leader.
"Zhong Qingqing, take off your mourning clothes right now. If you don't, I'll have someone strip you naked. You've been making a scene for over ten years, haven't you had enough yet? You're trying to drive me to my death."
He wanted to strangle Zhong Qingqing right now.
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