On the day of Zhou Changfu's funeral, Ling Hancheng went to the village committee early.
He would rather be with Yao Yongbo than look for his younger brother. He came here for the sake of his younger brother, otherwise he would never have come here.
When he and Yao Yongbo went to Zhou's house, he found that no one came to Zhou Changfu's funeral.
I heard that in addition to giving gifts to those who helped, the Zhou brothers also gave gifts to some other people in Huaihe Village.
If it weren't for this, there would probably be even fewer people coming here today.
If this person did not do good things during his lifetime, it would be a luxury to expect people to come and pay tribute to him after his death.
Don't expect others to forget all the disgusting things you did in life after you die.
When someone like Zhou Changfu dies, others will not feel any grief, but will just think that he should have died long ago.
When you live, you must be worthy of yourself and others.
Cause and effect cycle, everything is retribution.
Among those present, the only one who seemed to be more grief-stricken was Zhou Meixiang.
The two Zhou brothers looked normal, but Zhou Meixiang looked the saddest. She was wearing white mourning clothes and her tears never stopped.
Of course, Ling Hancheng also paid special attention to his younger brother. He saw Ling Hanmin always following the two Zhou brothers and busying himself diligently.
He could say nothing except shaking his head.
"Your third brother is more attentive than your own son..." Yao Yongbo felt a little bit unable to bear it anymore.
Ling Hancheng waved his hand somewhat helplessly: "Let him go."
Anyway, his younger brother chose to marry into the Ling family back then, so if you really count it, he is no longer a member of their Ling family.
Yao Yongbo also smiled.
Among the three brothers of the Ling family, only Ling Hanmin seems to be the least like a melon grown on a vine.
No wonder he married into the Zhou family. It's true that people from the same family are alike.
After everyone arrived, the coffin was officially lifted up.
It would take at least a dozen people to lift such a heavy coffin, which is why the Zhou family paid such a high price to seek help from the strong men in Huaihe Village.
Otherwise it would be really difficult to rest in peace.
Accompanied by white paper money, the coffin was carried all the way to the Zhou family's land. The people who helped first dug a hole with a shovel before Zhou Changfu could be buried.
“Wow, Dad… Dad… Ah…”
Zhou Meixiang, who was stopped outside because of the rule that women were not allowed to enter the burial, cried heart-wrenchingly.
She and Ling Hanmin's two children guarded her on either side.
Although the people who came this time did not like Zhou Changfu, they also knew that the guilt did not lie with his children. Zhou Meixiang's crying still infected many people, and the women who were left behind all spoke out to comfort her.
After the burial, the Zhou brothers hurriedly thanked those who helped.
Then everyone turned back outside together.
Yao Yongbo whispered to Ling Hancheng, "Fortunately, nothing happened..."
Ling Hanmin nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that death is the most important thing. No matter how much dissatisfaction there was with Zhou Changfu, no one would cause trouble when he was buried.
They thought it was all over, but after they had taken a few steps, the group heard faint crying sounds.
"Why do I feel like I hear a child crying?"
"I heard it too..."
"How could there be a child in this land..."
A group of people looked at each other and felt very panicked.
Yao Yongbo frowned and looked around quickly.
Right at the edge of the ground, in the middle of the snow.
A fat baby with no covering on his body was lying there.
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