Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 272 Why is Xiaocao's heart so hard?
Xiong Dahua's case is coming to an end.

Her body was also transported back to the village from the county.

"Baoguo, although Xiong Dahua is not eligible to enter our Mu family's ancestral grave, since she is the daughter-in-law of the Mu family, we have to deal with her affairs no matter how reluctant we are."

Leaning on crutches, the old patriarch said earnestly:
"And your Xiaocao, after all, Xiong Dahua gave her a life, and when the grave is dug and the crying grave is done, I will leave it to her."

Mu Baoguo objected to the objection:
"Xiaocao has severed ties with Xiong Dahua a long time ago, and it's not her turn to cry at the grave."

The old patriarch tapped his cane:

"I know that Xiaocao signed an agreement to sever ties with Xiong Dahua before, but you and I both know in our hearts that parents are related, and that matter can't be cut off."

"You don't let Xiaocao go to cry for her mother's grave this time, believe it or not, there will be rumors in the village that Xiaocao is cold-blooded, heartless and filial?"

"The dead are the greatest."

"Xiong Dahua treated Xiaocao in all kinds of ways, and it's all in the past. You are a living person, and you have been in the position of captain for so many years. You must know that there is no need to care about a dead person. .”

"Listen to me, go home and persuade Xiaocao, let her go to Xiong Dahua's grave to cry in sackcloth and filial piety, even if she just pretends to shed a few tears, it can stop the mouths of the villagers, by the way A good reputation for filial piety."

Mu Baoguo was silent.

Since ancient times, the word filial piety has been the biggest mountain on people's heads.

Even if you are crushed or flattened, you have to do your best to carry it on.

No one can throw away this mountain.

Mu Caocao finally went to Xiong Dahua's grave.

A small grave, alone at the end of the wasteland.

There are no tombstones and no offerings.

Because the soil was newly dug out, she could still smell the fragrance of the soil when she knelt down and kowtowed.

She imitated how she cut off the relationship in the hospital, and kowtowed three times to the person buried in the grave.

But after kowtowing, she knelt on the ground and became dazed.

It's not that he didn't know that her own mother was buried inside, and it wasn't that he didn't know that she was trying to put on a show and shed a few tears.

But sadness just doesn't brew.

Not even a trace of tears.

Only a few short days.

The person she hated the most in her memory has been buried in the dark underground.

Xiong Dahua was truly dead.

Moreover, he crazily self-mutilated and died in front of her.

In this world, there is no such person as her anymore.

Mu Caocao pursed her lips stiffly, as if she was happy that she finally got rid of her worst nightmare.

"This child has been kneeling there for so long, why hasn't he heard a cry?"

"Anyway, the mother who raised me for more than ten years died, why don't you cry for a while?"

"Why is Xiaocao's heart so hard?"

"yes……"

The villagers who came to see the funeral began to discuss.

Mu Nannan puffed up his face, and was about to thrust his waist back to scold the two women who spoke the worst, when Ji Beinian appeared from behind her and pulled her aside.

"Little brother, why are you here?"

Generally, the dead in the village, the adults in the village will not let the children go to the new grave.

Even if she was staying here at this moment, Ma Yuehong couldn't beat her and brought her here reluctantly.

Ji Beinian did not answer her question, but said:
"Nanbao, when you asked me to find a psychiatrist, didn't you say that you suspected that someone was behind Xiong Dahua's death?"

(End of this chapter)