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Chapter 87 - Chapter 87 There is a boy

Lian'er, slowly put down his younger brother's body, turned around and kowtowed to everyone, "Dear kind-hearted uncles and aunties, please help me bury my mother and younger brother. I will be a cow or a horse in my next life." I want to repay you too."

  Gu Zhang sighed, "Daughter, please get up and stop kneeling. We should help you."

  He turned around and shouted, "Dalang Erlang, help carry the person.

  " Go and get the shovel from home."

  Gu Fei quickly ran to the inn, took the shovel from the mule cart and ran over, and Gu Zhang hurriedly took it.

  Gu Qing and Erlang carried the woman, and Lian'er carried her brother on her back. The group turned the corner and arrived outside the town.

  Gu Zhang found a flat piece of land and asked Sanlang to dig a hole.

  Sanlang dug for a while, sweating profusely, and Erlang continued digging.

  In a short time, a pit was dug one meter deep and as wide as one person.

  Erlang Sanlang put the woman down, Gu Fei took out the torn cotton jacket from the woman's bag and covered her face, and Lian'er put her brother next to her mother.

  She took the other shabby cotton jacket left in the bag and covered her brother with it, staring blankly at the two people lying together in the pit.

  Gu Erlang went down with the shovel, kicked up soil and sprinkled it.

  There is more and more dirt, and gradually you can only see a piece of clothing, and then nothing can be seen.

  Several people built a grave together, and Gu Zhang found a wooden board and planned to insert it on it.

  Gu Fei suddenly said, "Dad, I have a knife here."

  She took out a dagger. Gu Zhang nodded, took it, and asked Lian'er, "What are your mother and brother's names? I hope you can make a monument for them later." You can still find it."

  Lian'er shook her head blankly, "I don't know, I just know that my mother's name is Zhang, my grandma calls her Erya, and my aunt calls her Erjie." "My brother's name is Liu   Song

  ."

I feel pity in my heart. In this era, women are a kind of existence without names. They can be called whatever they want.

  Gu Zhang took the dagger and reluctantly carved a few words on the wooden board, the tomb of Zhang's second sister Liu Song.

  Gu Zhang inserted the wooden board in front of the grave, and Lian'er knelt down and kowtowed several times.

  Aunt Liu pulled her up and said, "Daughter, let's go. It's not a bad thing to leave in this world, so as not to suffer anymore. They are going to enjoy the blessings."

  Lian Ermu was pulled by Aunt Liu in a daze, and the group of people turned back. Inn.

  As soon as they entered the backyard, Mrs. Qian pointed at Lian'er and screamed: "You damn girl, where did you go? You just ran away because I was cooking. Do you think I won't beat you to death?"

  Gu Zhang shouted sharply. , "Sister-in-law, please calm down!"

  "Lian'er's mother and brother are gone, and we have just collected the bodies!"

  Qian was startled for a moment, and then she stopped talking.

  Lian'er walked over numbly, mechanically picked up the firewood and stuffed it into the stove hole.

  The backyard fell silent, and everyone looked sympathetically at the thin girl squatting in front of the stove to light the fire.

  ······

  After breakfast and filling with water, everyone drove the mules out and harnessed them.

  At this time, the black-clothed guards from the inn came out, leading the horses and harnessing the carts in an orderly manner. After a while, they were all sorted.

  The beautiful middle-aged woman came out of the inn and was helped by several girls into the car. The young man also came out, changed into a light blue brocade robe, with a black jade hairpin on his head, and got into another green car. Oil truck.

  The carriage moved slowly.

  The young man suddenly opened the curtain and took a look at the girl wearing a blue floral jacket and skirt.

  Gu Fei accidentally looked over and met the young man's eyes.

  His clear and cold gaze was like a mountain stream, clear and clean.

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