Chapter 6961 Bad idea
“What? This is a bad idea?”
“Milk, this is not a bad idea, but... it’s so bad that I can’t even say it. "
Tan's face immediately pulled down. It was longer than the coffin board, colder and harder.
"Then you must have a better idea? Tell me and listen." Tan asked back.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I don't have any good ideas, but your idea will definitely not work. Not to mention others, my aunt was the first one who couldn't persuade me."
I pointed at uncle Shuanzi. Sudden death, Aunt Mei'er's reaction also shows the deep relationship between the two of them. Aunt Mei'er cannot remarry easily.
"I want you to say something but you can't. Let me tell you. You are picky and picky."
Tan turned her face away, very dissatisfied. But he couldn't express his anger.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Mistress, I advise you not to think about those things now. My uncle Shuanzi's coffin is still in the ancestral hall. It is inappropriate to say those words before the body is cold."
Tan curled his lips, turned away from Yang Ruoqing, and muttered a few words.
She thought Yang Ruoqing didn't hear it, but in fact Yang Ruoqing heard everything, but she just didn't want to tangle with her on this topic.
She meant what she said, probably 'to prepare for a rainy day'.
To put it bluntly, for a woman with the conditions of Aunt Meier, no matter how hard you plan for a rainy day, you will never be able to marry a better man than Uncle Shuanzi.
Besides, she also has two sons.
Even if the two sons cannot be taken care of and have to stay in Lao Wang's family and she remarries, can she really cut off the contact with Lao Wang's two sons?
Will the two sons, especially Xiao Hei, refrain from looking for her when they don’t have enough to eat or clothes to wear?
Will her husband agree?
Aunt Meier is caught in the middle, how sad will this life be?
Furthermore, Aunt Mei'er's character would probably not allow her to remarry, so entangled with Tan on this topic was simply because her saliva was not lubricated enough and she had to waste it.
Mrs. Tan looked at the sleeping Yang Huamei in silence for a while, and sighed. Maybe everyone had gone to the ancestral hall late at night, and Wang Hongquan was in the opposite room.
While Mrs. Tan was deeply worried about Yang Huamei's future, she also thought of Wang Shuanzi's death, and couldn't help but turn around to talk to Yang Ruoqing.
"Why do you think there are leopards in our mountains? How could such a big man just pick it up in a tree?"
Yang Ruoqing stretched without interrupting , listen to what Tan said next.
"Fat Ya, you said that Shuanzi was really unlucky. There are a hundred ways for people to die. How did he end up in such an ignominy way? I don't know if he died first and then was killed. To eat it from a tree, or to eat it until it dies. Hey, just thinking about it makes me shiver.”
Mrs. Tan raised her hand and touched her arm. Even though she was wearing a thick cotton coat, there must have been several layers of goosebumps on her arm.
Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyes, she couldn't think about this matter, it was frightening to think about it.
Judging from the traces Hongxiu found on the tree and on the ground nearby, it is inferred that the person should have been attacked by the leopard while he was still alive.
When it was hung on the tree, it should not have completely died.
You can see how much fear and physical pain Uncle Shuanzi suffered before he died. I really can’t imagine it...
"Qing'er..."
Suddenly, Yang Huamei called Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing thought she was hallucinating, and Tan was also stunned for a moment.
"Qing'er..."
Yang Huamei shouted again.
"Aunt, I'm here." Yang Ruoqing hurriedly came to the bedside, only to see that Yang Huamei had woken up and was staring at the top of the tent in a daze with her eyes open.
"Meier, are you awake? My poor daughter, are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Mom is here, are you not afraid..."
Tan Seeing that Yang Huamei was awake, she kept talking non-stop. When she was done, she wanted to lean down and hug Yang Huamei.
Yang Huamei turned her head and shouted again: "Qinger..."
"Fat Ya is over there. I'll ask Fat Ya to come over!"
Tan dragged Yang Ruoqing to the bed to show Yang Huamei.
Yang Ruoqing also leaned over slightly and said to Yang Huamei: "Auntie, I'm here, what do you want to say to me?"
Yang Huamei slowly turned her head when she heard the voice and looked. When she reached Yang Ruoqing, her eyes rolled a few times, and then she raised her hand with difficulty.
Yang Ruoqing quickly held her hand with both hands. Her hand was so cold that it almost had no human warmth.
"Gu, please cheer up. For the sake of Dabai and Xiaohei, and for the sake of my milk, you have to hold on." Yang Ruoqing persuaded softly.
Yang Huamei's tears flowed down, and she asked Yang Ruoqing in a hoarse voice: "Your uncle...how is he doing now? Where is he?"
Yang Ruoqing frowned, "Already in The coffin has been carried to the ancestral hall.”
Yang Huamei closed her eyes and her tears flowed faster.
"Mei'er, my miserable daughter, you have to hold on..." Mrs. Tan tried to persuade her again while wiping her tears.
Yang Huamei ignored Tan, but then looked at Yang Ruoqing, her voice was extremely weak: "Qing'er, are all the things your uncle scattered together put together?"
Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, her mind spinning. It took me two or three rounds to realize what 'those things' she asked about were.
"Don't worry, aunt, everything is packed. Uncle is intact."
Yang Huamei nodded with tears in her eyes, "He was destined to do evil before he was alive. He ate before he could eat. After taking the medicine, he was looked down upon by others. He is also incomplete and looked down upon by ghosts. Why is my Shuanzi so pitiful? What evil has happened to him? He is a good man all his life..."
"If it's not the evil he did in this life, it was the evil he did in the previous life. Yes!" Tan said from the side.
"Isn't it sung in the text of the play? There is a man who committed evil in his previous life, and it took him three lifetimes to pay it off! If this is Wang Shuanzi's first life, there will be two more to come!"
"Milk! "
Tan's mouth is so fast that Yang Ruoqing can't stop her even if she wants to. Don't you think this is rubbing salt into Aunt Mei'er's heart?
Sure enough, when Yang Huamei heard this, she felt bad.
"Mom, you, are you telling the truth? Shuanzi, will Haai suffer like this in the next life of Shuanzi?"
Tan was stunned for a moment, "I, I just said it casually, I don't dare to guarantee it."
Even such casual talk was enough to make Yang Huamei despair.
"Don't worry, Auntie. Regardless of whether what my grandma guessed is true or not, we will ask Taoist Priest Yuan to come down the mountain and give my uncle a good sorcerer's salvation. No matter what sins he committed in his previous life, he will be saved. Get rid of him.”
“My uncle was a good person in his life, but we will be better off underground. Burn some paper money for him so that he can live a better life and go to a wealthy family to enjoy happiness in his next life. Don’t worry!”
“Really, Qing’er? Can it be like that?" Yang Huamei's desperate eyes were like a dark abyss, with a faint light shining inside.
(End of this chapter)