Chapter 70

Burning gold pits is a part of the burial custom in their place, that is to say, after the tomb is dug, and before the coffin is buried, a fire must be burned in the tomb, such as straw, paper money, etc. Yes, burn it in that pit for a while, commonly known as a warm nest.

After warming the nest, the dead buried in the tomb can live a happy life in the warm and comfortable underworld. Like straw, it represents the meaning of continuous incense, and paper money means abundance.

Mrs. Zhang is very good at swearing, especially those vicious words without repetition, which is many times better than Yang Juyun.

She scolded people from the older generation to the younger generation, from the married girl to the daughter-in-law who married into the family, and then to the children born to them, no matter male or female, and from the eighteenth generation of the ancestors to the subsequent generations, Even other people's livestock, like pigs, chickens, ducks and geese, and the crops grown in the field were not spared.

In short, it is all-encompassing, including all aspects of others.

Her scolding continued all morning, and Xiang Jin estimated that it must have been at least an hour.

Mrs. Zhang scolded on the mountain with her hips crossed all morning, and finally felt a little dry, and then she came down from the mountain, and when she passed by the door of a family's house at the foot of the mountain, a daughter-in-law of that family shouted Holding her hand, she said in a low voice, "Auntie, I reckon this was done by the people from Wantou below you."

Mrs. Zhang tilted her head back slightly, looked at her carefully and said, "Nephew and daughter-in-law, do you know something?"

The daughter-in-law looked in the left and right directions, saw no one, and then continued in a low voice, "To be honest, Auntie, I got up at about twelve o'clock last night, and then I saw two people. Ying walked past the door of our house with a rack of firewood on his back and a flashlight on his back. That direction is towards the bottom of your bay. There are only a few families on our mountain, and everyone is not short of firewood. You say it’s not you Which one is under the bay?"

Mrs. Zhang frowned, "Then do you see which one it is?"

The daughter-in-law shook her head, "Then I didn't see it clearly, because when I got up, they had already passed by the edge of our courtyard dam, but from the light of the flashlight in the distance, it was a man and a woman , the woman walked in front with a flashlight to illuminate the road, and the man walked behind with firewood on his back."

"A man and a woman?" Mrs. Zhang frowned even tighter.

The daughter-in-law nodded, "Well, it's a man and a woman, it should be right, because I also heard the woman's intermittent voice, but I couldn't hear what she said clearly, but it was definitely a woman's voice, And even if you look at them from afar, the two of them are not short."

Mrs. Zhang frowned like old tree bark, "Then who are the two shameless?"

Seeing her tangled look, the daughter-in-law said, "Hey, auntie, it's not easy, don't you know which one in Wantou has cut down trees recently and which one hasn't?

At that time, the family did not cut down the trees, but there were half-dried cypress branches piled up in the house. Wasn’t that what he did? "

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, her eyes lit up immediately, and she boasted, "Oh, your method is good."

Then the daughter-in-law was a little embarrassed and said, "Auntie, don't tell outsiders that I told you about this, I just told you in private, you said that person is so hateful, what's wrong Dang, if you want to be a thief, it won't be a good reputation if it spreads!"

Mrs. Zhang said, "It's not what? It's all right, my aunt knows, don't worry, I won't tell anyone, let's go?"

"Oh, good!"

As soon as Xiang Jin came back from herding the cows, Xiang Nan ran up to her with a smile on her face, "Sister, let me tell you something."

Seeing her mysterious look of wanting to talk but keeping her secret, Xiang Jin said while driving the cow to the cowshed to tie it up, "What's the matter?"

Xiang Nan leaned in front of her with an excited and schadenfreude expression, "The firewood on the old Xiangjia slope was also stolen, it makes me laugh so hard."

Xiang Jin gave her a sideways look, "I know?" Then he turned and went to the yard to fetch water and wash his hands.

Xiang Nan chased after her, "You know? How do you know?"

Xiang Jinxin said: She knew about it last night, okay?

But she didn't tell her clearly, but said, "She scolded people for so long in the morning, and her voice was so loud. I was grazing cattle outside, so I heard it too. Why, what's so strange?"

"Oh, no, I just think they deserve what they deserve. Who told them to have bad hearts and cut down our trees, otherwise they wouldn't be stolen from firewood, so this is called evil will be rewarded!"

Xiang Jin asked, "Then what is the name of our house?"

"Scream." The little girl pointed to her head and nodded for a long time, before she finally thought of a sentence that she thought was very appropriate, "We call this a calamity to the fish in the pond, innocent victims, um, that's it!"

The corners of Xiang Jin's mouth raised up forcefully, and after washing his hands, he turned around and went back to the house, ignoring the little girl's self-satisfaction there.

However, just as they were eating breakfast, Mrs. Zhang's ugly scolding sounded in the bay again, but this time the scolding was clearly targeted, and it was by name.

"Hu Yulan, you bastard with a rotten gut, you say you and that bastard Ai Chaocong are nothing, and you stole from my mother's house. That firewood on my mother's slope is like that. It’s easy to steal? Why did you steal it back? Do you burn your mother’s gold pit or burn the body of that little wild species in your family?”

"Aunt Guiping, Aunt Guiping, what are you scolding, who stole the firewood on your slope?" Followed by Yang Shuying's angry voice.

"What kind of words did I scold? Of course I scolded well! Didn't steal my firewood? Then what is this, what is this?

Everyone, come and see, come and see, the thieves in this family, the old ones steal things, the young ones steal things, the men steal things, the women steal things, and none of them are good things! "

Hearing this, the corners of Xiang Jin's lips curled up, and Aunt Liao and Yang Juyun both had smiles on their faces, while Xiang Nan ran down the table with a bowl in his hand to go out to watch.

Xiang Jin stopped her with a sound, "You have to look like you are eating, and if you want to eat, you should eat on the table. What does it look like to run around with a bowl in your hand? There are no rules at all!"

"Oh," Xiang Nan was almost walking to the door with the bowl in his hands, when he heard her sister say that, she walked back with her head hanging down and a look of displeasure.

Then they heard Hu Yulan's voice again, "That's right, Grandma Gui Ping, don't wrong us, we didn't steal firewood from your slope, we cut it from our own trees."

"Oh bah! Who wronged you? Who wronged you? Did you cut it from your own tree? Only a few branches were picked from your own tree?

Don't think that picking off a few branches from your own tree can be covered up like this?I can tell you, no way!

You thieves, mother-in-law, thieves with a nest of baskets, I thought you were good, but I didn't know that you were so malicious, doing one thing to the face and another to the back, double-decker.

Usually on the surface, you are friendly with my family, but you bring me melons and pick vegetables for me. I am still grateful to you, but how do you know that you secretly came to steal us?
Tell me, what is our family sorry for you?I'm sorry you guys?
You said that you picked them on your own slopes, but let me tell you the truth, before I came here, I really went to your slopes to see the trees. The trees on your slopes have never been picked. Mark of!
And do you have trees as big as me on your slopes?Are there such lush and thick branches as me?
Besides, can you pick so many cypress branches from the trees behind your house?And look at yourself, can you pick such a thick cypress branch from your own trees?

Don't talk nonsense with me about picking on the Jinyan Mountain behind. Jinyan Mountain is collectively owned, but I can tell you that the trees on Jinyan Mountain are not as good as those on the slope of your house. The thin ones are like the legs of a crake, and the branches have been picked off, leaving only a few tips on the tip of the tree. How can there be a figure as thick as mine?

Let's take a look again, do you see that the cypress branches they piled up here are half dry and useless?Take a look at the cypress branches they put up outside, are they all freshly picked, or live?
I was surprised, the trees on the slope of their own house had not been picked, and the trees behind the house were picked only yesterday. Where did they get these half-dry cypress branches?
The two colors are so obvious, isn't it stolen from elsewhere? !
Everyone knows that recently, except for our family and Yang Juyun’s wife’s family who have sawed trees on the slope of this Wantou, no family has sawed trees and picked cypress branches. Then they didn’t steal it from my slope, they stole it from the slope. Where did you steal it? "

(End of this chapter)

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