Chapter 165 It’s important to do the right thing, isn’t it?



They want to bury the old guy and say it's for peace.

But Shuoyu said he wanted to take the old guy home.

He stood in front of a corpse rolled up like a caterpillar in a gray white cloth. Opposite him stood Snake Butt, Bula, Milong, Fanla, Si La... or in other words, everyone except him.

He looked at those eyes and insisted on his own plan. The old man from Xi'an came out just to find his son and go home together, back to the sandy slopes of the Loess Plateau. He didn't want veterinarians to fill the soil in Yunnan. He had to go home.

Shuo Yu frowned as he looked at them. There was still a little tail following him. It was because of this little tail that all the bastards standing opposite him kept a certain distance from him, who had difficulty even standing. They wisely did not dare to get close to carry him away. If they couldn't use force, they could only use soft tactics.

We should be reasonable, right?

The first one pushed out by the cannon fodder was Death Star, but this guy was quickly beaten back by Shuo Yu's words, "Why don't you bury your brother here?" and returned to the team of scum. He changed his mind very quickly.

Milong said that the Death Star was really finished and useless, and then the next second he was pushed out by the crowd to face Shuoyu, staring at him with eyes like a blind bear, and began to try to talk about his Northeastern principles.

"Banxian, what are you doing? This person died and you didn't bury him quickly. You want to burn him and make roast chicken."

Milong's language was still very rough, but when he said this he didn't even dare to look into the eyes of the person opposite him, and his hands were placed in the wrong position. Those who knew him were making sense, while those who didn't thought he was just chatting.

Shuo Yu looked at Mi Long, who was standing opposite him with an extremely uncomfortable expression and body, and said,

"Milong, I want to take the old guy home. The veterinarian said before that if he died, we must return to Xi'an. I also promised him that I would go back to Xi'an with him after the war. People have to be responsible for their words, right? Otherwise, it would be too unmanly, right?"

"Ah! This... that, look... let's get someone else, I'm out of tricks—!"

Milong had nothing to say, blinking his eyes and scrambling back to join the team.

Ayi was accompanying Tang Ji at the time so he did not appear here, so the next person pushed out by countless hands was Meng Fan. This guy was known as the most educated guy on their Jiqipo, and he was also famous for his sharp tongue. But they all placed their hopes on him, hoping that he could persuade Banxianer.

Meng Fanle was pushed out by some idiot and almost lost his balance and fell down. After he finally managed to steady himself, he raised his eyes and looked at Banxianer who was standing opposite him. The brothers who had just walked together suddenly stood on opposite sides of each other. This scene made Meng Fanle at a loss for how to describe it for a moment.

He grasped the tattered hem of his clothes, looked at the little tail grinning behind Banxianer, and made a friendly gesture, wanting to try to reason with Banxianer within a safe range.

"People should be reasonable, right, Banxian'er? You've always been the most reasonable guy here. The old man can't go home, and there's no one left at home. It's actually quite nice to be buried here, right? The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and when the war is over, there will be birds singing and flowers blooming here. The old man would like it here."

Meng was irritated and just wanted to quickly deal with the veterinarian's funeral. After all, where else could he go? Was he really going back to Xi'an? That was a pipe dream. Besides, Xi'an was so big, who knew where the dead old man's family was? Even if they knew, what good would it do? His son was already dead, and if he was buried in Xi'an, no one would visit his grave, right?

Shuo Yu looked at Fanla opposite him and did not give in at all. Everyone has to go home. Everyone has a home. The old man has a son, and someone needs to remember him. His son will remember him, and his son’s son (daughter) will remember him.

"His child is not dead. When this war is over, I will take him home and give him a son. I promised him that. Don't bother me. I promised to bring every one of you home. Since I dare to say it, I will definitely do it."

Meng Fanle was so angry that the first words out of his mouth without even thinking were "Why are you so stubborn?!" No one ever takes your bullshit promises seriously, except yourself. Then he realized that he could not convince such a half-immortal. The half-immortal was just crazy again. He hung his head and said nothing, and wanted to turn around and go back to the team of scum.

There was no way, there was really no way. Si La Si La, who was being led around by Gou Rou not far away, suddenly came over and stood in the middle. He looked left and right and said,

"Then burn it. The ashes will go to Banxianer, and the clothes will stay here."

Then the white cloth and khaki clothes were stuffed into the thin coffin made by Milong, Doubing and the others.

On the other side, Shuo Yu, the star of death, was dead. They were burning the old man's ashes and then smashing the white-gray ashes with stones. The wooden box that he originally used to store things was now used to hold the veterinarian.

Burial and cremation take place simultaneously, for the same person.

The two groups were busy with the same thing, which was to bury a 57-year-old old man. Bula and Milong and others piled several large stones on the black mound, as if doing so would help the old man sleep more peacefully.

There was a wooden board stuck in front of the grave, and the words on it were written by Fanla, the most educated among them. Shuoyu stood in the front holding an urn made of a wooden box in his arms, looking at the simple wooden sign. This was the best they could do. It was not that there was no stone, but that none of them knew how to make it.

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