There are bandits next to the farmhouse

Chapter 213

Xian Yu sneered, and said lightly: "Auntie probably doesn't know that I haven't been to Li's house for more than half a year, right? I've already separated from them."

"Separation?" Auntie looked surprised.

The second aunt also had a look of surprise, and hurriedly said before the eldest aunt, "I have only heard of the separation of sons and grandchildren with their wives and grandchildren, but I have never heard of a picked one who can separate the family by himself."

Pretend, pretend to be real.

Two tigers cannot be tolerated on one mountain, and the elder aunt and the second aunt are at odds. I didn't expect that they would attack her with one heart at this moment.

Xian Yu ignored them, and only calmly said: "I didn't know before, but now I know?"

After finishing speaking, she took the rest of the mourning clothes and walked towards the Li family.

The eldest aunt and the second aunt looked at each other in the same way, their faces were indescribably wonderful.

They all have the same voice in their hearts.

The dead girl is really different.

Xianyu arrived in front of the ruined temple, but was stopped by Li Dalong before he could get close.

"Little fish, don't come here, put it somewhere, we'll get it ourselves."

Several villagers were building a cremation pyre not far away. With everyone watching, no one could get close to the people in the Li family who were avoiding illness.

But as soon as Xianyu stopped, the old lady of the Li family over there roared out in a high-pitched voice.

"How can I pretend? Everyone else is pretending, so what can she pretend? We have to live in a ruined temple for a month. If we can really get over the illness, we should give it to her first."

Xianyu: "..."

At this time, Xianyu still doesn't know why the old lady of the Li family said that. She only thought that the old man chose to tell about his tuberculosis because he was dissatisfied with the old lady for what she did to him, so the old lady said this. The bill was on her again.

Well, if there are too many lice, you are not afraid of being bitten. Even if there is no such thing, the old lady will still hate her, it doesn't matter.

"All the things needed for the funeral were bought with the money from selling the watermelons. I will keep an account of all the refunds and supplements."

After finishing speaking, Xianyu put down his things, turned around and left.

The old lady of the Li family was so angry that she yelled at her, calling her rotten heart, heartless, white-eyed wolf and so on.

Whether Xianyu said these words or not, she would scold herself like this, Xianyu no longer cares.

She just wanted to make her flesh hurt at this juncture. It would be best to drive her to death and bury her with the old man.

The old lady of the Li family was naturally not so easily pissed off. It was true that she was so angry that she had a hard time. After all, not long ago, she lost ten taels of silver because of herself.

Xianyu walked away, and she couldn't hear what she scolded.

Mrs. Chen supported the old lady of the Li family and comforted her: "Mother, we have nothing to do with her now, let's talk about it when we get back, don't get sick from anger."

The old lady of the Li family slapped her on the face and said, "You still have the guts to say it? If you hadn't invited the sorceress to come and failed to do anything, would I feel sorry for those watermelon money? Oh, my twelve taels Silver..."

Mrs. Chen was beaten, and she didn't dare to look angry after receiving Li Erkui's warning.

Offending the old lady at this time has no good fruit to eat. The Li family is considered to be at the upper level in the village, and the old lady is picky. After so many years, and the weather has been good every year in recent years, she must have saved a lot. less money.

Mrs. Xu wanted to say a few words, but was stopped by Li Dalong who came back with a mourning uniform.

"Put on the filial piety clothes first, Uncle Sun and the others have set up the airs."

Putting on filial piety clothes, the villagers who helped them retreated far away, and the Li family moved the old man Li's body on the cart to be cremated.

Xianyu held Li Yuanzhao in his arms, and watched from a distance as the fire devoured the old man's body.

(End of this chapter)