Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

Hou Ye was so distressed that he was at a loss, how could he stop him now, he quickly hugged the fat girl, got up and walked out.

"Don't cry, foster father will take you home."

"Grandma won't let me go back, saying the house is in chaos."

"Then live in the foster father's yard."

The butler heard that the master was coming back, and just in time, he hurried to prepare the carriage, and packed several boxes of various snacks and small toys.

Jiayin poked her head out, her expression a little sluggish, but she still didn't forget to thank her.

"Thank you Uncle Housekeeper!"

"Hey, hey, the eldest miss has broken the old slave." The head butler bent down to answer, but his face was a little less anxious.

Lord Hou also nodded, and instructed, "Take care of the mansion, don't think too much, the old lady of the Li family is very sensible."

Hearing this, the butler was completely relieved.

Seeing the carriage go away, he hurriedly called the servant to close the door, and then told the servants in the mansion.

"About Mrs. Wu, no one is allowed to mention it again, and everyone keeps their mouths shut. Anyone who doesn't keep the door open will be responsible for the crime."

"Don't worry, Chief Steward!" Everyone responded. Originally, Mrs. Wu didn't say anything, but she came from the Li family, which surprised everyone.

But now that a person is dead, everything will come to an end, so talking about it is useless.

Don't talk about Hou's mansion, just say that Lord Hou took Jiayin and drove back to Suijintan in a carriage. On the way, he met the carriages of the Cui family and the Liu family. In addition to Liu Zhiheng, there was also Mr. Wen in the carriage of the Liu family.

Seeing Lord Hou, Liu Zhiheng and Mr. Wen hurriedly changed to the carriage of Hou's mansion.

"Master Hou, have you heard what happened to the Li family? Why are you doing the funeral?"

Seeing the concern and worry in their eyes, Lord Hou guessed that they must have lost their minds, so he said, "Don't worry, it's not that Aunt Li has something to do. It's Jiaren's biological mother, who got separated when the capital was moved. Now she's found her, but she's seriously ill. , passed away."

Both Mr. Wen and Liu Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Zhiheng didn't know the details about Li's second daughter-in-law at all, but Mr. Wen heard a few words from Jiaren.

After all, Jiaren will have a scientific examination in the future. Whether or not he is filial to his parents is the first criterion in his conduct assessment.

Mr. Wen didn't see Jiaren's mother at home, so he asked if she had died of illness.

Jiaren said that he was lost, but the Li family was very strange, as if no one was in a hurry to find him.

He also wondered, after all, it's not good to ask people about family affairs, so let's forget it.

I don't want to hear the news of death again today.

After a while, the carriage entered the village. A tall wooden pole had been planted in front of Li's house, and a large string of paper money was hanging on it, blowing in the wind.

Dongmei came out with something just in time, and when she saw her master coming back, she hurried forward to meet her.

Hou Ye hugged Jiayin and handed it to her, "Go back to our yard and take care of Miss Hao."

Dongmei agreed, hugged Jiayin and left.

A mourning shed has been set up in the courtyard of the Li family, and the old people in the village are sitting outside the courtyard gate and gossiping.

The young people, wearing their filial piety belts, came in and out, helping out with big and small things.

In fact, they and the Li family are not relatives, and they don't need to wear mourning, but the entire Suijintan New Village was built together with their lives, not a family, but a family.

At this time, wearing a filial belt is also a comfort and closeness to the Li family.

Jiaren, Jiahuan, Jiaan, Jiaxi, and Brother Li were kneeling in the coffin shed and burning paper money.

Both Jiahuan and Jia'an's Jiaxi are good, after all, the second aunt is not likable, and they were not very close before.Right now, she was crying because she felt sorry for her elder brother and second uncle.

Brother Li has never seen this second aunt!

But Jiaren was really sad. The pain of losing his mother made him a little confused. How much he hated his mother before, but now he feels as much regret and sadness in his heart.

Lord Hou, Mr. Wen, Liu Zhiheng, Mrs. Cui and others came forward to offer incense, and the Jiaren brothers kowtowed their heads to express their thanks.

Mr. Wen knelt down and yelled, Jiaren woke up and found the teacher had come.

He subconsciously hugged the teacher and burst into tears, "Teacher, woo woo, my mother... she died, just like that!"

Mr. Wen patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Cry if you want to cry, but after crying, life will continue. You still have father, brother, grandma, uncles and aunts, a big family you can rely on."

Jiaren nodded and choked up, "I know, teacher, but..."

Mr. Wen sighed, "After a few days of busy work, you can go to the city to live with me for a few days. The college will not start until after the Lantern Festival, so you are not afraid of delaying your studies."

"Okay." Jiaren agreed, and kowtowed again, thanking the teacher for his comfort.

Mrs. Cui turned around and entered the main landlord's room. The old lady was leaning on the kang, her face was a little gloomy.

Seeing Mrs. Cui coming in, she was about to prop herself up and sit up, but was stopped by Mrs. Cui.

"Auntie, you are resting, don't get up. My family, don't be polite."

Mrs. Li sighed, shook Mrs. Cui's hand, and wanted to say something, but she seemed to be stuck in her heart, unable to come out with a thousand thoughts.

Mrs. Cui poured warm tea for her and persuaded her in a low voice.

"Auntie, death is like a lamp going out, we still have to look forward."

"I know, it's just that I feel uncomfortable." As soon as the old lady replied, Lord Hou, Mr. Wen, and Liu Zhiheng came in.

The old lady asked the three of them to sit down, and Master Hou said, "Auntie, this is my negligence, I didn't take care of it..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The old lady stared, but regained some energy, and said angrily, "You have been killing barbarians all day long, and you haven't gone back to the Hou's mansion a few times. How would you know that the mad woman in the mansion is the second daughter-in-law? And go back to see the housekeeper, thank him for our family.

"He was terribly frightened, but there was no need for it. Our family only thanked him and never complained. In the past, when the war was so chaotic, there were not many meddlers who saved people. The second daughter-in-law lived for two more years, and she was still alive before she died. Seeing the second child and Jiaren, and being able to go home for the funeral is already thanks to him."

Hou Ye nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will tell you."

Mr. Wen, Liu Zhiheng and the others were at a loss as to why Ting Ling's second daughter-in-law had anything to do with the Hou Mansion again.

They got close to the Li family, and the old lady held back her words again, and now she talked from beginning to end.

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

There are some mistakes in the world, and there is a chance to correct them, but there are some mistakes, and there is no room for repentance.

Thinking of just now, Mr. Wen became more determined to take his disciples out to relax.

He said, "Auntie, after the funeral, I will take Jiaren to live in the city for a few days, and send him back after burning his first seven."

"Okay, okay, this child has a delicate mind, I'm afraid it will be difficult. Jiayi is not at home, we don't know how to solve it, so I will trouble you."

The old lady agreed immediately. At this time, Li Lao Er brought Mr. Feng Shui back from outside, and Hou Ye, Liu Zhiheng, and Mr. Wen went out, leaving Mrs. Cui to accompany the old lady.

Li Lao Er had just decided on the location of the cemetery, and his face was a little pale from exhaustion.

Suijintan is not just the Li family and the villagers, there are also many guests coming and going in and out of the valley on weekdays.

Naturally, Wu Cuihua's grave cannot be buried on the mountain. After all, no one wants to take a bath and see the grave when they look up.

In the end, I found a piece of wasteland of more than three acres between Suijintan and Dahuaishu Village. It is a good place with a sunny day, a small river flowing in the distance, and a view of the mountains.

Li Laosi has already dragged the village chief to report to the government office and bought this land, which will be used as the tomb of Li's family and other families in the village.

If there is a day when the Northland is recovered, the old people of each family can move their graves if they want to bury their bones in their hometown.

But if it is too late to regain the Northland, this is where the old people will live in the future, and they can also watch the Broken Gold Beach day and night, and bless the younger generations to have a safe and smooth life.

Lord Hou turned his head occasionally and looked at Brother Mao lying behind the window of the west room, guessing that the house was too busy to take care of the child, so he carried him back to his yard to be with Jiayin as company.

The snacks and gadgets brought by the butler came in handy, and soon cheered Brother Mao up.