Chapter 21 Unfilial Descendants
Qin Fei watched Xue Huaizhou's back for a long time without coming back to his senses. The old shirt he wore was washed white, and his back was straight. He was tall and had long legs. He moved like the wind, walked quickly, and had a unique style.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do something ridiculous.
Recalling the pheasants and rabbits lying all over the yard when she woke up in the morning, she went through the people she knew there in her mind.
She was sure that the wild game delivered to her door had nothing to do with her.
No one she knew had this ability.
Who would do good deeds without leaving their name? She didn't understand.
Song Shuyan was also in deep thought, could it be him?
Is Zhou Jingshen so abstract in his approach?
The corners of her mouth twitched.
First of all, we can exclude the villagers who brought the wild game. If they caught so much meat, they would definitely take it back home to eat.
After eliminating this, who else could it be besides Zhou Jingshen?
She doesn't know anyone else here.
But why did Xue Huaizhou say to keep half and half?
Today's task was still to pull out weeds. Song Shuyan gritted her teeth and persevered. Her originally tender hands were covered with blisters on the first day, and the pain made her grimace in pain.
The blisters disappeared and reappeared, and her work slowed down.
Qin Fei deliberately ran over to her side, pressed close to her, and each of them pulled the grass on their sides, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Shuyan, do you think it could be Comrade Zhou?"
Song Shuyan understood what she meant immediately.
She nodded secretly in her heart, thinking that she thought so too, it was him, it was him!
A faint blush spread across her face, and she smiled calmly and shook her head, "I don't know."
Qin Fei threw the weeds he had pulled aside and bumped his shoulder against hers.
He teased her with a smile, "It must be him! Oh, Shuyan, you're blushing!"
Go back at noon.
The male educated youth divided the work and cooperated with each other. Some carried water, some boiled water, and together they killed several pheasants and rabbits and cooked a big pot.
As for why they didn't kill it by the river, nowadays everyone eats meat secretly.
The male educated youth were extremely hardworking, and Chunmei couldn't help even if she wanted to.
During the meal, Meng Qingwei took the initiative and gave each of the four female educated youth a chicken leg.
Hu Zhiqiang, the stingiest male educated youth at the educated youth center, was unhappy. He also rushed to grab a chicken leg and put it in his own bowl. He took a bite to prevent others from snatching it from him. Then he complained, "It's fine if they weren't allowed to do the work, but why are the best parts given to them?"
Meng Qingwei paused his chopsticks reaching for the chicken wings and glanced at him unhappily. "Stop pretending to be ignorant. Don't you have any idea where this meat comes from?"
"Yeah, if there weren't a few female comrades living here, who would throw wild game into our yard?" Liu Guozhu picked up a chicken claw and chewed it with relish.
The other male educated youth were too busy eating meat to talk.
They didn't feel comfortable picking up the remaining chicken legs, but the chicken breast was also delicious.
Song Shuyan was almost full after eating a chicken leg. The seasoning of the educated youth's order was monotonous and the taste was mediocre.
She put down her chopsticks, feeling a little melancholy. It was such a waste of such good natural ingredients.
What's even more depressing is that it will be her turn to cook in a few days, but she doesn't know how to cook.
In the afternoon, several people were working in the fields.
A burst of crying was heard.
Someone came running down the path, shouting, "Yanhong! Hurry home! Your mother-in-law is dying!"
"Mom, grandma is dead!" Several children followed the man, crying and shouting.
Yanhong was so panicked that she dropped her hoe and ran to the children, "Have you informed your father and uncles?"
"Someone went to look for it."
Song Shuyan withdrew his gaze.
I suddenly heard that someone had died and I felt scared.
I couldn't help but speed up the weeding, fearing that the work would not be finished before dark.
Helan was also scared, but couldn't help but want to know why the person disappeared.
The aunt who came to deliver the message was a big mouth, and someone familiar with her asked her what was going on.
She knows everything. "She's old. I heard she fell down at noon but was able to get up on her own. She looked fine. But her child got tired from playing and came home to call grandma for a glass of water. No matter how much she called, the old lady didn't respond. When I touched her nose, she was dead. The child was so scared that he rolled over and ran to me crying."
The aunt who delivered the message was in charge of raising pigs in the village. She usually chopped pig food and cooked pig food at home in the afternoon.
Her family and the child's family are within the five degrees of mourning and live close to each other, so the child thought of looking for her first.
Soon, all the villagers who were relatives of the old man's family were called back.
There is an unwritten rule in the village that if something like this happens in a family, they will be given three days off to mourn.
Suddenly, half of the people working in the fields were gone.
The rest of the people were gossiping and had no intention of working, so they just slacked off.
The next day at noon, Meng Qingwei informed everyone, "Let's go to Uncle Kun's house for tofu rice at noon."
Uncle Kun is the son of the old man who passed away yesterday. The old man had been living with him, so the funeral was naturally held at his home.
This is the rule in the village. Whenever there is a wedding or funeral, the whole village will be invited to a meal.
During the meal, the children were unaware of the sadness. Seeing so many people and the lively atmosphere, they were laughing and playing.
The adults didn't look particularly sad.
Except for the old man's married daughters, everyone came back and knelt down and cried heartfeltly.
Song Shuyan followed everyone into the house and lit a stick of incense at the old man's mourning hall.
Then someone arranged for them to take their seats.
The table was full of vegetarian dishes, totaling eight bowls.
During the meal, Song Shuyan felt someone tugging at the hem of his clothes. Turning around, he saw a little boy of seven or eight years old.
He was barefoot, his clothes were not very clean and were all patched, and his dirty little hands held a golden bracelet, a corner of which was hidden in his sleeves and visible.
He showed it to her like a treasure and said, "Song Zhiqing, this is for you. How about you become my wife?"
Song Shuyan was confused and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Wasn't this the child who ran to the edge of the field crying and shouting, "Mom, grandma is gone!" yesterday afternoon?
His grandmother just passed away and he wants to get married?
What an unfilial descendant!
Song Shuyan declined politely, "Thank you, but I don't want it." She subconsciously glanced at the bracelet again. It seemed to be a real gold bracelet.
She reminded the child, "Give the things to your mother. Children are not allowed to play with them."
The child was rejected and ran away dejectedly. It was not known whether he heard her words or not, and he gave the gold bracelet to the adults for safekeeping.
"Shuyan, what did that kid say to you?" Qin Fei asked curiously.
Just now, Song Shuyan was the only one at the table. Everyone took turns burning incense and sitting at the table.
Song Shuyan glanced around but didn't find the child. "Nothing."
She wanted to find Aunt Yanhong and remind her not to let children play with valuable things.
"I want to talk to Aunt Yanhong about something. Please wait for me."
Qin Fei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll keep the seat for you."
Song Shuyan found Aunt Yanhong who was burning paper in front of the mourning hall and whispered a few words to her.
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