This is an unavoidable gap in human emotions. Even these people in front of them have broken Xiong Wenliang's heart, but after living together for so many years, they suddenly disappeared from this world.

When someone in the village usually dies, everyone goes to help with the burial. So at Xiong Wenliang's age, he has seen a lot of dead people, and in front of him are the people closest to him, so he is not afraid.

After being stunned for a long time, Xiong Wenliang finally came to his senses, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked out of the room.

After thinking for a while at the door, Xiong Wenliang took out his mobile phone and called Duan Yongmou.

When someone in the family passed away, they contacted the village party secretary. The village party secretary was anxious for everyone to help with the funeral arrangements. This time, Xiong Wenliang did not bother Yu Fei.

After Duan Yongmou received the call, he was shocked for a while, and then rushed to Xiong Wenxing's home immediately.

After Duan Yongmou checked it, he judged that the three of them had been poisoned.

"Should I call the police and check if someone else poisoned me?"

After reading it, Duan Yongmou walked out of the room and asked Xiong Wenliang.

Duan Yongmou did not doubt Xiong Wenliang at all. He just thought of the brave people who had beaten Xiong Wenxing and his wife to death. Duan Yongmou and the others pretended not to know about it, thinking that the beating was good, but this time they died, three at a time.

.

"It shouldn't be necessary. I just checked. My father should have cooked the rice, and he must have administered the poison!"

Xiong Wenliang shook his head and said.

"Why? Your father doesn't look like this!"

Duan Yongmou was puzzled.

Xiong Wenliang told the story about Yu Fei's failure in his father's affair today, and Duan Yongmou immediately understood after listening to it.

"It seems that all their dirty tricks are useless. They feel that life is hopeless and they don't want to grit their teeth and fight hard to live, so they chose this path!"

Duan Yongmou thought for a while and said.

"I feel that this is my father's idea. Not only does he feel that the future is hopeless, but he also has a lot of resentment towards my brother in his heart. Although he gritted his teeth once before but failed, he feels that he will never be promoted again.

I have the courage to commit suicide!"

"And our boss scared him. He felt that no matter what he did, there would be no good results. After various considerations, he finally decided to take this step!"

Xiong Wenliang expressed his judgment. After all, he was the one who finally ended his father and his brother's life.

Xiong Wenliang does not think that his younger brother Xiong Wenxing is willing to commit suicide. This man is even more selfish than his father.

Xiong Wenliang even saw traces of the fight, judging from the injuries on his father's face, and guessed that his younger brother Xiong Wenxing knew the truth before his death, so he attacked his father.

"Then don't call the police. It's a waste of time. You are their closest relative. It seems that you can only handle this funeral. But the hatred between them and you is so deep. Do you want it to be simple or grand?

point?"

Duan Yongmou is not the kind of person who likes moral kidnapping. In his heart, he approves of Jian Ban, but he still wants to ask Xiong Wenliang what he thinks.

"Let's make it simple! They have failed in their lives. They are like pigs and dogs. I guess the villagers would like to happily set off firecrackers to celebrate when they know they were poisoned. I guess no villagers are willing to help support them even if they want such a grand ceremony. In the end, they still end up with one

It’s an ugly ending, and everyone will probably accuse me of having a brain problem!”

The choices Xiong Wenliang made are now getting closer and closer to his original intention, and people are becoming more and more comfortable. It feels like he has reached a normal line of thinking.

"Well, let's make it simple. I'll gather the villagers to dig out the grave pit quickly, and then contact the coffin shop to help you send three coffins to Ali. You can be buried tomorrow!"

Duan Yongmou nodded, as long as Xiong Wenliang had the right idea, he would be able to help.

This is how the scale of the funeral was decided.

Duan Yongmou said this in the village group chat, and suddenly the whole village seemed to be celebrating the New Year.

The group chat was full of laughter, not to mention that neighbors from all over soon came over chatting and laughing.

The villagers seemed to be visiting a zoo. Many people entered the yard and happily went in to see the tragic situation of the three people. Finally, Xiong Wenliang felt that everyone was dead and everything was wiped out, so he closed the window of the room and locked it.

Door, no one can enter to visit.

The villagers all had the same idea, which was to save Xiong Wenliang some money and energy by organizing a simple funeral. They were not willing to do too much for these three people. They just wanted to give Xiong Wenliang face and bury him.

Already.

Funerals in rural areas mean that everyone helps together. Soon the coffin is brought back and all three people are buried. Then a sacrificial shed is casually built in the yard, the three coffins are placed inside, and a few pieces of paper are burned in a very perfunctory manner. Then the strong people in the village

All the labor was used to help dig graves.

Xiong Wenliang's wife prepared the meal and waited for Xiong Wenliang to come back. She brought the phone over. When she heard about this situation, she was silent for a long time and then said she would send Xiong Wenliang back without cursing or laughing happily.

Others were helping with the work. Xiong Wenliang sat under the eaves and smoked a cigarette. His expression was neither sad nor happy, but he occasionally wiped the corners of his eyes.

However, no one blamed him for not working. Everyone understood it very well. After all, his closest relative passed away. Even if there was deep hatred before, people's sense of loss is inevitable.

After Xiong Wenliang's wife received the meal delivered by Xiong Wenliang, she silently sat beside him to accompany him without saying a word. Everything she said at this time was nonsense. Sitting next to Xiong Wenliang

On the other side, using silence is the best way to let him know that someone is with him.

Xiong Wenliang turned to look at his wife. Her eyes were as gentle as water, but they contained care and tenderness.

After the stare-off ended, Xiong Wenliang lowered his head and began to eat, not to the point where he couldn't even eat anymore.

After finishing the meal, Xiong Wenliang's wife took the dishes and chopsticks and went back to clean them. She didn't say a superfluous word, but the details of her life remained unchanged. This is the greatest tenderness.

Yu Fei knew this news, but Xiong Wenliang called him in the evening and told him that he needed to take leave. Only then did Yu Fei know that the old troublemaker had taken his youngest son and the couple together to scare the hell out of them, ending their sinful life.

However, Yu Fei agreed to ask for leave, but he did not go there, because if Xiong Wenliang's father was a good man, Yu Fei would still go to express his condolences, but now Yu Fei feels that it is not necessary.

Early the next morning, the sound of bells rang in the village. This is a tradition in the village. When a person dies, an onmyoji will do the magic. Mainly because many people are superstitious and believe that the onmyoji can take away the soul of the deceased.

Otherwise it may bring disaster to the living people.

When the suona sounds at the end, it means the spirit is about to wake up.

Xiong Wenliang walked at the front of the team, and the villagers behind him were carrying three coffins. But except for Xiong Wenliang, who looked sad, the other villagers were talking and laughing, as if they were carrying not a coffin, but a sedan chair, and they were all beaming with joy.

The whole village was talking about Mr. and Mrs. Xiong Wenxing and their father, but everyone knew what to do. They easily piled up three graves, burned some paper, and everyone happily went back to eat.

Already.

Although it was a simple matter, the villagers had worked hard for a long time and came to help just to save Xiong Wenliang's face. They couldn't let people go back with an empty stomach.

So when everyone returned to the village, the women in the village had already made a sumptuous meal of pasta for everyone, instead of making banquet noodles.

But the villagers were very happy. Although in recent years, weddings and weddings usually involve feasting, no one wanted Xiong Wenliang to spend money, so they requested this meal.

During the meal, Yu Fei came. He attracted a lot of people's attention when he walked in. On the one hand, because Yu Fei was rich and a big boss, it was easy to get attention. On the other hand, everyone knew that Xiong Wenliang's change was inseparable.

Yu Fei’s help.

"boss!"

Xiong Wenliang came over with red eyes.

"Everyone has his or her own destiny, so

Live a good life in the future!”

Yu Fei patted Xiong Wenliang on the shoulder.

“Let’s go in and have a bowl of noodles!”

Xiong Wenliang nodded and pointed to the table where he was eating.

"Um!"

Yu Fei nodded and walked inside, while Ding Taotao followed silently.

Coming here now has nothing to do with the deceased. I just came to see Xiong Wenliang and support Xiong Wenliang.

The atmosphere at the scene was very cheerful. Although many of the topics were related to the deceased, they all talked about a good death and a long time ago!

After Yu Fei and Ding Taotao sat down, someone brought them noodles, white flexible noodles, red oily spicy seeds, and some crisp green coriander on top. When they were placed in front of them, a fragrance came over them.

Ding Taotao and Yu Fei were not polite and each had a bowl of noodles.

"Boss, I have something to ask you!"

Xiong Wenliang knew that he had finished eating when he saw Yu Fei wiping his mouth, so he hurried over and said.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Yu Fei did not agree, but asked Xiong Wenliang.

"No, no appetite."

Xiong Wenliang shook his head.

"You eat a bowl of noodles first, I'll go outside and smoke a cigarette and wait for you!"

Yu Fei held Xiong Wenliang's shoulders and asked him to sit down. He placed a bowl of noodles in front of him, and then Yu Fei and Ding Taotao went out.

Xiong Wenliang just came out after smoking a cigarette.

"Boss, now that they have passed away, do you want to make it public that my house still belongs to me and I don't owe you any money?"

Xiong Wenliang asked Yu Fei.

"Don't make it public. Now everyone sympathizes with you. Many reasons are because they see your misery and see that you are not as good as them, so they treat you like this!"

"If you tell them, they will feel that you have surpassed them by a lot, and feelings of envy, jealousy, and hatred will appear, and then maybe all kinds of rumors will appear!"
To be continued...