Rebirth to the Sixties With Space

Zhang Zhiwei always felt that his old lady could live for another decades, even the old lady herself felt so.

Therefore, the Zhang family did not prepare the coffin in advance.

But in this situation, it is not easy to make a coffin.

Is it possible that you can only wrap it in straw mats and drag it to the mountain to bury it?

Although the weather is already cold now, it is not the twelfth lunar month after all. The corpse will taste after one day. If it is two days later, it won’t be able to smell it, so we can only find a way to deal with it quickly.

Zhang Zhiwei squatted in the corner, scratching his hair irritably.

Why did you die? !

Obviously, I was still telling myself yesterday that I have found a way to help myself live a good life, and I only need to wait a day or two.

can......

"Zhiwei! I know you are sad, but now is not the time to be sad, let's quickly discuss what to do with your mother's funeral!"

"Yes! Zhiwei, people can't come back to life after death. The most important thing now is to let your mother go into the earth for peace."

The people who spoke were all relatives of the Zhang family, who came here to help.

But this year, the life of every household is not easy. Whoever does one day's work and one day's work will lose one day's food rations.

Zhang Zhiwei dared not delay other people's making money and earning rations, took a deep breath, and stood up from the ground.

"I just thought about it. Everyone knows the situation now. It's impossible to get a big deal. If you can buy the coffin, you can buy it. If you can't buy it... I really can't help it. ! I'm not capable and can't give my mother a decent one."

It is said that the man has tears and does not flick it lightly, but he has not reached the point of sadness.

Zhang Zhiwei started to cry as he spoke.

When the crowd saw him crying, they knew he was broken and hurried to comfort him.

"It's not your fault. We all know the situation now, and your mother knows, she won't blame you. If that's the case, then I will help out and ask questions. If it doesn't work, today will be fine. Let's get it early!"

I took care of the matter today, and I can continue to work tomorrow.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, grateful, "Thank you, uncle, then."

The person called by Zhang Zhi as the uncle, went out quickly, and returned quickly.

The answer was naturally expected by everyone, and I didn't buy it.

I had no choice but to borrow a shuttle bus, wrapped the old lady in straw mats, and pushed it out of the county seat, spent money to find a decent place, and buried the people.

When everyone returned home, it was almost dark.

After a day of tossing, Zhang Zhiwei was tired and hungry. As soon as he entered the house, he yelled, "Mom, the meal is ready--"?

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei remembered that his mother had just been buried out of the city by him.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and raised his foot into the house.

Sitting in an empty room without a trace of popularity, Zhang Zhiwei felt sour.

Soon, Zhang Zhiwei remembered one thing.

"Wang Aijuan! Wang Aijuan! You stinky lady, where did you die?!"

Before he finished his words, there was a series of rapid footsteps gradually approaching, "I...I thought you hadn’t eaten all day, so I’ll make you some food!"

Wang Aijuan stood at the door of the room, her head hanging low, her voice was small, and she looked terrified.

"Eat, eat! You know to eat! My mother is gone, you just want to eat!"

(The eighth update, there is only one update today, good night everyone.)