Chapter 248 Familiar
Taoshan Village
A mourning tent has been set up in the yard of the Song family's old house.
Even though at this time funerals could not be held in a grand manner due to charges such as "feudal superstition", they were still held in every village.
Basic customs such as setting up mourning tents, mourning at home, and wearing waist belts still exist.
As long as you don't "invite a witch" to sing and dance, no department will enforce the law.
Old Man Song hung his head and sat next to the old woman for a while.
He wrapped himself in a cotton-padded jacket and looked out the door for a while.
Fortunately, it is winter and people don’t attract flies or anything.
If you don't wait a few days, it will become smelly.
If it's summer, I can't wait for my second son to come back before burying him.
The old woman was also unlucky. She didn't enjoy her good days well. She ate and drank well, but after more than a year, she fell into despair.
This time, it's completely over.
He is the only one left, which is quite sad to think about.
"Dad, will the second son be able to come back eventually?" Song Jingchun put his hands in his sleeves and rushed in from outside the door.
Old Song was annoyed with him, glared at him and said, "Didn't you see the telegram?"
Song Jingchun curled his lips. He just saw that the second brother was coming back. What was there to be so tough about?
It seems like someone can lead him astray.
There was silence between the two children.
Song Jingchun wandered around for a while and then returned home.
He and the old man had a falling out after he asked for food. Not only did he lose the four dollars, but he also had to move out hundreds of kilograms of food. It makes him sad just thinking about it.
Furthermore, the second son had a son, but he caught the old man's eye and he was thinking about sending gifts to him every day.
Why wasn't he so attentive when he had a son?
I walked into the house with my hands in my pockets and took a look at Tian Cuixiang's belly. There had been no signs of pregnancy for years, so I guess it was useless...
After Liu Qingqing's family of three left Wuning, Song Jinglin went to the village first.
She and Song Yiyang went to the supply and marketing cooperative, and then took Liu Dongfang's bike back home.
The speed should be about the same, and it saves the children from having to rush on the road in such cold weather.
The friends in the supply and marketing cooperative were very surprised to see Liu Qingqing come back, and they pulled her aside to ask her questions for a long time.
Since that year, although the correspondence between them has not stopped, it has also decreased a lot.
Perhaps it was because they both got married and had children, and they focused on their own children and men, so their relationship gradually became distant.
But now when we meet, we still have things to talk about.
This seems to be similar to the relationship between middle and high school students in later generations.
After we went to college and went our separate ways, we gradually lost contact. However, whenever we got together in our hometown, we could still chat enthusiastically.
"That's all for today. I have to go back to the village. I'll come back another day."
When Sun Yingxia and the others heard that she was going back to Dong to attend the funeral, they waved their hands and stuffed a dollar into her pocket as a gift.
Liu Qingqing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and she didn't argue with them anymore.
Just give them some "specialties" in a few days.
When Liu Dongfang saw the girl entering the purchasing department, he immediately stood up.
Without her saying anything, Liu Dongfang knew what he should do.
"Sister, come on, I'll take you home right now. What's going on? Is your brother-in-law on another mission?"
He is doing well in the supply and marketing cooperative now, and he will come here even if he doesn't have work.
He has become much more tactful.
Now it was early, and he just smiled and waved to everyone.
"He didn't go on any mission. He went back to the village first." Liu Qingqing also greeted everyone one by one, then turned around and answered.
Liu Dongfang got on his bicycle and carried the mother and daughter to the village.
Nearing the village entrance, he caught up with Song Jinglin.
"Big brother."
"Hey, you're pretty fast." Liu Dongfang touched the back of his head and wanted to slap himself. How could he say that?
After arriving in the village, Liu Qingqing jumped out of the car, took a bag of plums from the handlebars and handed it to Song Jinglin.
The family of three rushed to Old Song's house.
The weather is cold and it has been out of the house for a few days.
There are no relatives coming to the old Song family's courtyard anymore.
Liu Qingqing took a closer look at the familiar bed board and the familiar marks on the yellow cloth.
Her eyelids twitched. It seemed like this was the same trick she had used before!
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