Miao LAN took all the money at home, leaving a few yuan, which was obviously not enough, so Yan Qingyi secretly asked 003 to give her 200 yuan.

Yan Qingyi did not do the funeral, she found the village head, and then gave him the 200 yuan, let him take charge of the funeral.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Yan Qingyi also said to him that if Chen Jiayin or her father asked where the money came from, he said that you borrowed the money.

The village head suddenly sighed in his heart that this little girl is usually so mean. Now that her mother is in trouble, she did not expect to borrow money to do her funeral.

Even for her filial piety, the village head also helped.

In one afternoon, Chen's courtyard was full of tables, and the village head asked the village women to go to the market to buy rice and vegetables they needed in the past few days.

The children are very happy, and the men and women of poor families are also very happy, because it means that they can eat free food for several days now.

Therefore, when there are red and white wedding events in the village, they are most happy.

Chen Jiayin pulls Yan Qingyi into her room, then closes the door and looks at them. You don't have to think about it. They want to ask her about money.

"Miaoying, don't you have no money at home? Where did you get that money? " Chen Jiayin frowned and asked.

"Yes, little sister, if the village head asks people to buy so many things, it will cost a lot of money?" Chen Hannong also asked.

"The money was borrowed by the village head. If our mother is dead, we can't leave her with the funeral, right? It's OK. I'll pay back the money myself. You don't have to worry about it! " Yan Qingyi guessed it right. The two brothers and sisters suddenly pulled her into the house just to say it.

"Little sister!" Chen Jiayin hugged Yan Qingyi, then fell on her shoulder and began to cry.

When Chen Jiayin heard the news of Miao Lan's death until now, she was in a muddle and couldn't think about anything.

She admitted that she didn't have the intelligence of her younger sister. If it wasn't for her, the funeral would have been impossible because there were only four yuan left in the family. How could a funeral be done?

As for their father, now he is like a disabled man, sitting on the edge of the body, smoking a dry cigarette!

"I still don't understand. How could my mother be killed?" Chen Hannong grabbed a handful of hair impatiently.

"If I guess correctly, the reason why my mother died is because she had more than 2000 yuan in her body, and then was seen by the villains, and finally she committed murder and wealth!" Yan Qingyi finished, Chen Jiayin and Chen Hannong realized that it was such a thing.

If Miao LAN didn't choose to take the family's money, it would not happen now.

It was all due to the money. They knew it would become like this. At that time, they should not have gone to Zhu Laojun's house to ask for money.

"Little sister, you borrowed so much money from the village head. What can we pay back?"

Chen Jiayin is always worried about this matter, because the situation at home is very bad. If he wants to save 200 yuan to give it back to the village head, it will take several years. They can wait, but the village head can't wait. How can a few people wait for you to return the money in a few years?

"Elder sister, don't worry about this matter. If there is such a problem at home, you should solve it first, instead of thinking about other things!" Yan Qingyi patted Chen Jiayin on the back, and then looked at Chen Hannong, "big brother, you can't let the village head Zhang Luo for everything. You can also go to see if there is anything you need to do. My father is sitting there in a gloomy mood. He can't expect anything from him. It's up to you."

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