Chapter 889
The thing under the 889 is made of metal, cold to the touch, and has faint patterns.He Xiaoxi took it out and saw that it was actually an exquisite silver jewelry box.

Further down is the soil layer.

He Xiaoxi crawled out from under the bed.I took an inventory of things and wrote a detailed list in duplicate.

"After dark at night, ask He Damao to send all these to my home." He Xiaoxi said: "Tell him that I have a detailed list, and let him take care of the missing one."

Chuncao nodded and agreed, "I know."

You Chuncao supervised her for her, and he didn't dare to let her go.

When He Xiaoxi left Damao's house, he went to Dongbo's old couple.Those who go to pick up people will probably have to wait until [-] noon before returning.

Uncle Dong had finished his drip and was lying on the bed breathing with his mouth open.Every breath makes people worry for him, worrying that he will not be able to take his next breath.

Several people in the village who often help people arrange weddings and funerals are already waiting.Seeing He Xiaoxi coming, they all surrounded him.

"Daughter-in-law Yongjun, do you want to move her back now?" One of them asked He Xiaoxi.

Dong Bo's old couple's son is gone, and the adopted grandson is still young, so there is no decision in the aftermath.

When He Xiaoxi wanted to move Uncle Dong's and his family's belongings away, Uncle Dong's relationship with the neighbors of their family also became tense. Now these matters can only be decided by He Xiaoxi.

"Da Pao, call some people over and take your Grandpa Dong home."

Dongbo's house has been rebuilt a long time ago, but the old and the young in their family can't take care of themselves.I never moved in.

However, according to the custom, those who do not allow people to grow old (die) outside must move back.

Da Pao has been waiting here since he heard that Uncle Dong was dying.Hearing He Xiaoxi's order, he hurried out to call someone over to help carry the coffin.

He Xiaoxi held Uncle Dong's hand: "Uncle Dong, shall we take you home?"

Uncle Dong nodded with difficulty: "Go home."

"Bridge."

"I know, I will bury Brother Daqiao in front of you." He Xiaoxi promised.

He Daqiao has a clothes tomb, but because he had no wife and no children when he left, his neighbors disliked his family and no one was willing to adopt him, so according to the custom, he could not enter the ancestral grave.

Dong Bo adopted the kitten for him, and now it can be buried in the ancestral grave.You can be buried with Uncle Dong, and the grave will be relocated.

"kitten."

"I have already arranged to be picked up by someone, and I will be back soon."

Uncle Dong still held He Xiaoxi's hand and would not let go.

He Xiaoxi and everyone: Is this something that still needs to be entrusted?
He Xiaoxi thought for a while and said: "Mugang Village is not a good family, I will not let them take the kitten away, he will always be our child named He, with me here, no one will bully him and his aunt. "

Only then did Dong Bo let go of He Xiaoxi's hand.The person who carried the coffin lifted the coffin and walked to Dong Bo's house.

The promises made before the coffin were made according to local conventions, even if they were vows.As long as you promise, you have to do your best no matter what.

Of course, He Xiaoxi can be regarded as having taken Shangfang's sword, and the guardianship of the kitten and Aunt Dong will belong to her in the future.

He Xiaoxi can override everyone's affairs in their family's affairs.

Dong Bo's house has never been inhabited since it was repaired, and there is nothing in the three empty rooms, not even a bench.

Put Dongbo in the middle of the main room, He Xiaoxi took people back to get things.

The old things from Dong Bo's house were still piled up at He Xiaodong's house.Take things out and rummage through them, pick out what is usable and send it over, and let people prepare what is missing.

When Uncle Dong had a falling out with his family, Da Pao had promised that if no one gave him a flag, he would be a filial son and grandson to beat Uncle Dong.Now that Dong Bo's family has adopted a kitten, there is no need for him to draw a banner.

But he also had to bear the brunt of the need for manpower, so it was up to him to lift the coffin and make arrangements, as well as carry the coffin back up the mountain.

He and the others followed behind He Xiaoxi to get things. "Grandpa Dong's family doesn't have any money, you have to make up your mind about how to deal with this funeral." Da Pao followed He Xiaoxi and nagged.

"Do we each pay some money voluntarily, or does everyone in our house pay?" Da Pao asked He Xiaoxi.

Just as He Xiaoxi was about to answer, the person next to him hit the cannon with his elbow, and put his index finger on his mouth in a booing motion.He Xiaoxi quickly fell silent.

Following everyone's gaze, they saw two pairs of feet protruding from under the wooden door of Jing Zhe's house next door.This is to hear them talking and hiding behind the door to eavesdrop.

This kind of wooden door in the countryside has been used for a long time, the door panels and door inserts are a bit rotten, and the gap on the door is a bit big.

This person thought he was hiding everything well, but he didn't know that such a deceitful behavior had already been seen by others, which only made people laugh.

Jingzhe and Winter Solstice are the closest cousins ​​by name.It's despicable that such a mechanism has been exhausted for the sake of inheritance.The spine is broken and people don't know it.

I guess I still plan to see if Uncle Dong is buried and wait to see a joke.But his family is doomed to be disappointed.

After walking a little farther, He Xiaoxi said: "Our village pays. When you turn around, you can ask Lu Jinpeng for the money, and buy the coffin paper and white cloth first."

After moving the usable things there and sending away the shoppers, He Xiaoxi said to Lu Jinpeng, "You should work hard these days and help keep the books."

Lu Jinpeng froze for a moment, then agreed.

According to the custom of Shuidong Village, people from West Village do not use people from East Village to keep accounts for weddings and funerals. East and West Villages have their own accountants, and they have always been distinct.

No matter what Xiaoxi estimated, Liu Dequan brought Zhaodi and Kitten here.Zhaodi's parents and Yang Wenyuan came back together.

The kitten has experienced many things in the past two days, as if it has grown up all of a sudden.Standing in front of Uncle Dong's coffin, he held his grandfather's hand: "Grandpa, get well soon! When I grow up, I will earn money to honor you and grandma."

Life and death are inseparable, Uncle Dong is already exhausted, and he will not hold on until he sees his relatives.

He was very pleased that his grandson was so sensible.

Dong Bo had lost the strength to speak, his lips squirmed, and he only uttered a meaningless syllable.

His eyes looked around the people around him, and he looked out the door.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering who he was waiting for?Because there are quite a lot of people who are not here because of the business of the Hu family, everyone is guessing who the old man wants to see.

"Uncle Dong, who is Uncle Dong looking for?"

He Xiaoxi: "Look for it. Everyone will look for it separately. Everyone will find it."

Everyone ran out to find someone.When He Xiaoxi turned his head, he saw Dong Bo on the coffin had closed his eyes and passed away.

According to the instructions of the person in charge, the kitten stood outside the gate and shouted to his grandfather in the southwest direction.

"Grandpa, take the main road and go to the southwest."

The immature child's voice echoes in the mountain village.

 This kind of words shouting the way is the same as the words above the beam, and they are all simplified versions.But folks use this simplified version. (×`)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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