My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

chapter 8

Watching the door of the incinerator conveyor belt close, Ma Junyu, who has no understanding of the family, accompanied his father Ma Haisheng to stay outside the incinerator to watch the spirit. His uncle and cousins ​​were in charge of calling all the family members who were seeing off to go back to the ancestral hall for comfort wine.

In life, everything is empty, only life and death are the big things.

Ma Bozhong has been taking care of Ma Bozhong for many years, although he is extremely casual, he also came to express his condolences early in the morning.

When I was queuing up for the bus with the big team, I learned from my cousins ​​that the clan had a dividend on the day of ancestor worship, so I immediately withdrew from the line and dragged Ma Xiaoling to the back of the line.

"Others say that my daughter is my old father's little padded jacket. My dear, your father and I have just changed to a new job, and we have to deduct 15 days' wages as deposits. The dividends we got two days ago, give me some food to buy. ..." Ma Fan scratched his chest, looked around while speaking, for fear of being overheard by the acquaintances in front.

Ever since her mother left home at the age of five, Ma Xiaoling was forced to take care of the house. She was used to her father's beating and ruffian, which was completely opposite to other parents.

"Excuse me, are you selling miserably? You don't see whose daughter I am. Is it useful to sell miserable to me?"

She rolled her eyes, "Since you have your difficulties, today is the 8th, and I will be responsible for buying until the 7th of next month. You are my father, so just work and earn money to support me."

"You..." Immediately he was about to get angry, he curled up his fingers and wanted to shock his daughter.

"Okay, don't you and me, hurry up and eat wine, pack more and take home if you can't finish it, like before, the kind that doesn't need to buy vegetables for three days!" Ma Xiaoling hurried away .

……

Before entering the gate of the funeral parlor, he saw people from the Ma clan. Zhou Zhe was not like Deputy Director Wang, who had to greet people he knew anytime and anywhere. He came today to accompany Dong Jianwei, an old colleague from the Criminal Investigation Bureau.

He walked straight towards the mourning hall, just in time to meet Ma Xiaoling who had quarreled with him two days ago and wanted to escape.

At first glance, they looked like two fathers and daughters.

This father is so ruffian, it's no wonder that his daughter is ignorant and ignorant.

Zhou Zhe glanced at it, took a big step, and quickly dodged behind Ma Xiaoling.

"Walking so fast?" Dong Jianwei also took big steps, stepping up the long steps.

……

Concerned about the hand that was dodging the horse, Ma Xiaoling turned around and staggered, followed the two men up the long steps with her head down.

Just as she stabilized her body and raised her head to remove her long hair covering her eyes, a woman who was soaking wet and was sitting on a tree-shaded step with her head bowed and her face covered in tears appeared in front of her eyes.

Almost ran into someone!

Xiaoling hurriedly dodged to the left, and continued to walk up the steps.

She didn't take two steps, but she still looked back curiously as she walked.

In the funeral home, it is normal to see people crying, but the woman in the shade has long hair dripping with water.

really weird!
Yes, that's weird!

"Sister!" Ma Junyu almost ran over and pulled Ma Xiaoling.

"Sister, what are you looking at?"

When he saw Xiao Ling looking back at the steps again and again, and finally seemed to be talking to the air, he hurried to hold her.

But Xiaoling glanced at him not unexpectedly, and continued to say to the woman on the steps, "Crying can't get rid of your resentment, just nod, and I'll help you get your innocence!"

Junyu looked in the direction his cousin was looking again, and blinked his big eyes twice.

Really no one!

"Sister, who are you talking to?"

"Don't talk yet!" I saw Ma Xiaoling stretching out her hand to stop Ban Junyu who was about to reach out to grab her hand.

The woman who had been crying on the steps raised her head. Her face was pale and swollen, and two lines of tears flowed like water jets.

This kind of soul looks drowned.

Finally meeting a man who knew her existence, the woman wiped her tears and nodded.

I saw Xiaoling close her eyes, put her palms together, bend her fingers outward, and put them between her eyebrows, muttering in a low voice, "Heaven and Earth Kunlun, everything is born, my mind is clear and my eyesight is clear, I... alone can understand it."

After closing and opening her eyes, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoling walked resolutely, Junyu had no choice but to catch up to stop him.

"Don't call me sister, call me aunt!" Without any explanation, Ma Xiaoling, who had already attached Ma Xiaoling's body, pulled Junyu back and walked towards a mourning hall.

……

When they came to the mourning hall of the deceased Fang Qiuyu, Zhou Zhe and Dong Jianwei called Ling Zhiguang, the husband of the deceased who was in charge of the affairs, aside for questioning.

After showing his ID to the other party, Dong Jianwei asked, "Is Fang Qiuyu your wife?"

"Yes!" Ling Zhiguang looked a little tired.

"The traffic police haven't released the final result yet, so you are so eager to deal with the funeral?"

"The old people at home are superstitious, so the chosen date cannot be delayed!" Ling Zhiguang looked at the two old people who were sobbing around the coffin, "Besides, the car fell into the river, it was a traffic accident, and it's not your turn to come Let's deal with it."

"Before Fang Qiuyu's accident, he not only renewed his heavy vehicle insurance, but also purchased a separate life insurance. The insurance company has clearly requested an autopsy. As a beneficiary, you did not cooperate with the autopsy. Secretly handling the funeral of the deceased is out of order, and the insurance company has already called the police, so we have to come here."

Zhou Zhe, who knew a certain amount of the case, directly showed his cards, with an extremely serious tone.

Ling Zhiguang's eyes flashed involuntarily to the seat of the guest seat, and then he cried, "What are you talking about! Losing her, I am in so much pain! You still don't let her go to the ground, insisting on some autopsy, right? Do you want to be happy if she dies without a whole body!"

As soon as the words fell, he fell to his knees.

Immediately, relatives and friends who came to express their condolences gathered around upon hearing the sound.

For a while, Zhou Zhe and Dong Jianwei were surrounded, and even the work permits in their hands were useless.

Just as everyone was watching and cursing at the two of them, the two people who were also wearing filial piety rushed straight to Ling Zhiguang who was crying on the ground.

Without saying a word, the girl walking in front grabbed Ling Zhiguang's collar with her left hand, raised her right hand and slapped him loudly.

"Snapped!"

This sound stunned everyone present.

Isn't this the only daughter of the Ma clan?

Zhou Zhe's eyeballs were about to pop out of their eyelids.

The one who almost dropped his jaw in shock was Jun Yu who was following behind Xiao Ling.

But he was still calm, and immediately took a look around, and quickly reached out to grab his cousin, ready to run away, "Sister, we..."

However, after recovering from the shock of being beaten, Ling Zhiguang saw clearly that the two young men were strangers. He first grabbed Ma Xiaoling's wrist tightly, stood up straight, and stared at her condescendingly. , "Who are you, you came in and beat people for no reason!"

(End of this chapter)