Don't panic when fleeing famine, the farm system is busy raising cubs to get rich

Chapter 184 Pensions

Everyone nodded, indicating that they would not make trouble, nor go in, just watch outside, and would help if there was anything.

Xia Qiyue no longer had to worry about the future, and walked to Lao An's house with Li Zheng.

It's been a month, and Lao An's house hasn't been finished yet, but fortunately, it's already on the kang. Xia Qiyue said something to Li Zhenglu, and when it came to Lao An's house, everyone in Lao An's house are already present.

There was sadness on each face, and his eyes were red, not just because he rubbed the red, but because he was really crying.

The juniors were also present, except for the two from the fourth house, the two daughters who were sold, and the four grandchildren who were left at home, standing side by side by the wall from childhood to adulthood, with their heads bowed.

As soon as Xia Qiyue came in, Liu Mei hurriedly asked her to sit on the kang, and on the kang sat the three sons of Lao An's family, the old couple, and there were not many daughter-in-laws. The opposite wall.

Except for An Zihao who was working in the small courtyard, everyone else was present.

Xia Qiyue shook her head, turned around and let Lizheng, who came in from behind, sit in the only seat, while she stood in the middle of the ground.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and as the head of the family, the head of the old An didn't say a word, sitting on the kang with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xia Qiyue didn't speak first, no one in the field knew it, she just looked at the newly bought embroidered shoes on her feet in a daze, and didn't speak.

After a while, Lizheng coughed lightly, and said, "Brother Anbang, let's go with our condolences. Zichen died for the country. Although he is gone, he is still honorable. He is the pride of our An clan!"

Old An nodded with his head down, and said yes with a choked throat, and then he didn't even lift his head, but old lady An started howling again.

"My fourth son, why did you leave mother behind? What will mother do in the future? Mother won't live anymore, mother will follow you, you wait for mother..."

Crying and patting, she suddenly got up and hit the wall.

Xia Qiyue is speechless, this old woman pretended to cry after being exposed in front of so many people, and now she dares to make such a fuss, that's enough.

"Mother... don't cry, mother, you still have four sons after the fourth brother died, why do you want to go with the fourth brother? And the fourth brother has children and a wife, mother, don't cry!"

An Zicheng was so fast, he hugged Old Mrs An's waist and begged.

"Yes mother, the fourth child has a queen, and Xuan'er is four years old. Although the fourth child is gone, he is still alive, so don't be too sad!" Liu Mei hurried over to help her husband comfort the old lady .

Although what she said seemed to be comforting the old lady, Xia Qiyue faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Old sister-in-law, don't cry, take care of your body!" Seeing that he was being suppressed, Li Zheng also said something.

"Lizheng, tell me, as a mother, can I not feel sad when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,..."

The old Mrs. An hammered her chest, but she shed tears. It didn't look so fake, but Xia Qiyue didn't see much genuine sadness at all, but a lot of calculations.

From the beginning to the end, she did not shed a single tear. Fortunately, Lao An's family had their own schemes, and no one noticed her abnormality.

Li Zheng was asked such a question by Mrs. An, but he had nothing to say.

"Uncle Lizheng, where is Ah Chen... Did you find his body?" Xia Qiyue asked in a low voice.

Hearing Xia Qiyue's words, old Mrs. An stopped crying, and old man An also raised his head. Everyone in the room looked over, not at Li Zheng, but at Xia Qiyue who was asking the question.

Lizheng shook his head, "The body can't be found, and the superior said that Zichen was killed by Huns soldiers during the time of the Huns. The Xiongnu had constant natural disasters last year, and snowstorms happened again and again throughout the winter. After the beginning of spring, they sent troops to attack us frequently on the border of Eastern Chu. , robbing food, robbing livestock and even robbing women, wars have been going on, Zichen is missing at the border, the border is freezing and snowing constantly, the body may be buried in the snow!"

Although these words were cruel, Lizheng had no choice but to tell Lao An's family and the strong woman in front of him everything the person above said.

Xia Qiyue didn't know how the original owner called her husband, but since she came, she has been called A Chen, and no one said there was anything wrong, so she kept calling her that way.

Hearing what Lizheng said, she nodded, "Then let's set up a tomb for him..."

Li Zheng sighed, "This is the only way to go, otherwise there will be no places to worship, this is also a kind of support!"

"My son... woo woo woo..." The third round of old Mrs An's crying started again, she was out of breath and patted her thigh.

"Okay, you go find what the fourth child left behind!" Old Mrs. An warned Mrs. An sharply, warning her that the trouble was too much.

"Father, we came all the way from famine, how could we still have the things of the fourth child at home, no, there should be something from the fourth sibling!" Liu Mei rolled her eyes, and before the old lady An could speak, she immediately answered the conversation and put the The job was left to Xia Qiyue.

Xia Qiyue quickly searched the original owner's memory, but there was nothing about An Zichen at all.

"Father, mother, Ah Chen only has two sets of clothes, and they took them away when he joined the army. We are covered with the same quilt, so we can't use the quilt as a tomb?"

This is the truth, not only An Zichen, but even An Zihao wore two different clothes, and they all wore patches.

If Lao An's family makes the most new clothes, it belongs to the eldest son of Anzi City. Even the boss of Lao An doesn't have a lot of clothes. Now that he has escaped from the famine, except for the clothes Xia Qiyue made during the Chinese New Year, the only ones left are the old ones. That one is on me.

"Old man?" Mrs. An stopped crying, and looked at Mrs. An with red eyes.

Old An looked at Lizheng, who shook his head, "That's not right, this quilt doesn't belong to Zichen alone, his wife is still alive, so it's inappropriate to use this quilt as a tomb!"

"Then what should I do? My son can't even have a stele! My fourth son, why are you so pitiful? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Forehead…

"So, don't you have anything belonging to Ah Chen at home?" Xia Qiyue's expression turned cold.

"Fourth brother and sister, why are you asking us this? We are separated!" Liu Mei jumped up and down, interjecting here and opening her mouth there, she was too busy!

"Boss, you don't have a place to talk here!" Old Man An suddenly shouted sharply.

Liu Mei wanted to say something else, but because of her husband's complexion, she kept her mouth shut.

"We are separated, but when we were in Shanbei Zhuangzi, there were no things belonging to Ah Chen in the house where our fourth room lived. The only thing we had was the quilt that he had covered, and it was also covered with the same one!"

Everyone in Lao An's family looked at me and looked at you, trying to find something used by the fourth child, and no one spoke for a while.

Lizheng shook his head, and before they could find anything, he said to Xia Qiyue, "From Zichen's family, you can follow me to get Zichen's pension tomorrow! As for the objects for making clothes, you can find them slowly." !"

(End of this chapter)