Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

Yang Xiaobao asked: "Is there anything you can do with me?"

"Mr. Yang, we, we do have something to do with you..."

One of them said hesitantly.

Yang Xiaobao waved his hands, and said with a smile: "You guys should call me Xiaobao, don't just call me Mr. Yang and Mr. Yang, it's better to just call me Xiaobao Shuner."

Those people smiled honestly and said, "Well, then I will call you Xiaobao."

"You are looking for me? What's the matter?" Yang Xiaobao asked.

"Brother Xiaobao, something happened in our village, I would like to invite you to take a look."

Yang Xiaobao snorted, and asked curiously: "What happened?"

"Oh, it's really hard to say, why don't you come with us and have a look?"

Yang Xiaobao saw that there was no one there at this time, so he simply agreed to go and have a look with them.

"Okay, then I'll go take a look with you."

"That's great!"

They came on motorcycles, and Yang Xiaobao also went on motorcycles in order to go with them.

Several motorcycles passed through the field path, and soon arrived at Beihe Village.

By the time we arrived at Beihe Village, the sun had already set behind the trees, and the clouds in the sky were shining bright red.

Yang Xiaobao looked at Beihe Village from a distance, and the whole village was shrouded in red.

Seeing such a sunset scene, he felt indescribably melancholy and desolate.

When Yang Xiaobao entered the village on his motorcycle, he immediately heard crying, which was very miserable.

And what surprised Yang Xiaobao was that the crying did not come from one direction, but from several directions.

These few people took Yang Xiaobao directly to the gate of the village committee.

Yang Xiaobao saw a group of people standing at the gate of the village committee.

The one in the middle is the head of Beihe Village, Zhang Shengli.

When he saw Yang Xiaobao, he immediately went up to meet him, and stretched out his hand to shake Yang Xiaobao's hand.

"Brother Xiaobao, you are finally here." Zhang Shengli said with a smile on his face.

Because of signing the land contract agreement, he met Zhang Shengli.

"Village Chief, why did you invite me here?" Yang Xiaobao asked.

In fact, he was startled and vaguely guessed something.

Those cries, and the panicked expression on these people's faces, are enough to explain everything.

But Yang Xiaobao still wanted to hear what the village chief had to say.

Zhang Shengli sighed and said, "Brother Xiaobao, let me tell you the truth, people in our village are dead!"

"Oh."

Yang Xiaobao had already guessed it.

Seeing Yang Xiaobao's calm face, Zhang Shengli said again: "Brother Xiaobao, although death is common, but three deaths in a row in one day, do you think this is not common?"

Hearing Zhang Shengli said that three people died in the village in one day, Yang Xiaobao was really shocked.

"Village chief, you, you said that three people died in one day?"

Zhang Shengli sighed and nodded: "Yes, three people a day."

No wonder Yang Xiaobao heard crying from different directions.

"Village chief, what the hell is going on? How could three people die in a row in one day?"

"I'm also surprised, so I want brother Xiaobao to take a look."

Yang Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a little strange seeing the village head and several people who were hesitant to speak.

But he didn't say anything, just nodded: "Okay, if that's the case, then you can lead me to see the three of them."

Zhang Shengli and other villagers looked at each other.

"Then, let's go to the Zhijiao first, his home is the closest to here." Zhang Shengli finally said.

Zhang Shengli took Yang Xiaobao and walked to the home called Zhixue.

"Tell me about Zhang Zhixue." Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.

Zhang Shengli said: "Zhixue is still very young, about forty, and has two children, one is [-] or [-] years old, and he is in junior high school, and the other is ten years old, and he is in elementary school. He is usually in good health and is a good hand at work. Who knows that he It's dead."

Yang Xiaobao nodded.

"Village chief, you really don't know how they died?"

"I... how do I know." Zhang Shengli smiled reluctantly and said, "They usually don't have any illnesses, but suddenly died suddenly, so I let you come and see."

Yang Xiaobao felt a little puzzled when he saw the village head talking about him, but he couldn't say anything more.

The cry was getting closer and closer, it was the tearing cry of a woman.

Yang Xiaobao saw some people standing sparsely at the gate of a courtyard.

They were all discussing something in low voices.

Although Yang Xiaobao hadn't approached yet, he didn't expect to feel the oppressive atmosphere that filled the surroundings.

"The village chief is here."

"Well, what are you all doing standing there? Why don't you hurry up and see if you can help? Zhixue died, leaving orphans and widows. Don't we all have to worry about the funeral?" Zhang Shengli said angrily.

When these villagers heard Zhang Shengli's words, they immediately moved.

"I'm going to buy filial cloth."

"I'll go to town to order a coffin!"

"I'll go and inform their relatives in the neighboring villages to come and mourn."

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Seeing that everyone was busy, Chen Xuejun turned around and said to Yang Xiaobao: "Brother Xiaobao, shall we go and have a look?"

Yang Xiaobao nodded and walked into the courtyard.

There were a few people standing in the yard, discussing something together, they should belong to the family, and they were discussing the funeral.

When they saw Zhang Shengli coming in, they all stood up immediately: "Village chief, you are here, you see what happened."

"Okay, you guys hurry up and discuss how to organize a funeral for Zhixue. I'll bring brother Xiaobao from the neighboring village to see Zhixue."

After hearing what he said, everyone gathered around him.

Yang Xiaobao walked into the main room, and saw a bed in the middle, with a person lying upright on the bed.

The man's face was covered with a piece of yellow paper, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Beside him, a woman was sitting on the ground, crying loudly.

Probably because she cried for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen, but she didn't cry a little, she just let out a shrill howl.

On either side of her, half-kneeling, half-sitting, were two children, their heads bowed, sobbing.

Anyone who saw such a scene could not help feeling sad.

"Zhixue daughter-in-law, don't be too sad, you still have two children, and your health is broken from crying, what will you do with the two children?"

Village head Zhang Shengli said a few words of comfort.

"Village chief, why is my life so hard, he died just fine, you have to be the master of our family!"

"I'm looking for Brother Xiaobao to take a look." Zhang Shengli said.

Zhixue's daughter-in-law looked at Yang Xiaobao and immediately said, "Brother Xiaobao, I'll leave it to you."

Yang Xiaobao nodded and asked, "Can I see him?"

"Of course, of course." Zhang Shengli nodded repeatedly.

Yang Xiaobao walked up to the dead man, stretched out his hand, and lifted the yellow paper off Zhixue's face.

When he saw Zhixue's expression, he couldn't help but gasped.

Because Zhixue stared wide-eyed, looking blankly at Yang Xiaobao who was looking down at him.