Chapter 1068
"One... Within one day, the coffin is dropped and the coffin is released, strangers are disturbed, the sun is seen during the day, and the moon is seen at night! This is a taboo! A taboo! A taboo!"
"This is what makes me, Song Wang! I do bad things with good intentions!"
He angrily said three "big taboos" in a row, and immediately grabbed my arm excitedly and said, "Quick! Quick!"
"Let's stop it now! If we see blood, it will be over!"
I said with a grimace: "Brother Song, I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet. You can go by yourself."
"Why are you going to the bathroom! Let's go!"
He had a lot of strength in his hands, so he dragged me and ran back.
When they arrived at the reservoir, the two groups were still fighting! The descendants of the Li family obviously had the upper hand because of the large number of people. The group who dug out the coffin were beaten badly. Two of them were thrown headfirst and are still flopping in the reservoir.
There was a loud shout.
"stop!"
"Stop it! Stop fighting!"
Mr. Song raised his arms and shouted. He shouted loudly, and the two groups slowly stopped and looked over while gasping for breath.
"Lao Quan!"
Mr. Song walked over, slapped Lao Quan across the face, and said loudly with a black face: "You were given a notice! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"puff!"
Li Laoquan vomited a large mouthful of blood and foamed, covered his face and said loudly: "Mom raises her son! Son buries mother! It's only natural! God can't care about it!"
"you!"
Mr. Song pointed at Li Laoquan, his chest heaving with anger and said: "If you had told me earlier! I would have found a way to change the place! Now the Feng Shui mouth is broken! Do you understand the consequences! From now on, something will happen to the descendants of your Li family Damn it!"
Li Laoquan's face collapsed, and he immediately ran to the truck, hugged the coffin with both hands, buried his head and cried loudly: "Mom! I'm sorry for you, Mom! My son is sorry for you, Mom!"
Li Laoquan is a rough man in his fifties from the countryside, but his cries are full of anger, regret, grief and sadness.
It seems really filial.
Listening to the mournful cries, Mr. Song's originally excited expression slowly softened, and finally he sighed heavily.
"It's contrary! It's contrary to heaven!"
"Dare to beat up a public official! Just wait! Just wait! Arrest all of you!"
Mr. Song hurriedly helped the man up from the ground and kept patting the soil on his body.
At the same time, he said with a smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we have a misunderstanding, and we will not confront the relevant departments."
"I don't know how to fight!"
"Look! Look at my head! It's all broken!"
Mr. Song looked at his injury, spat on his hand, rubbed his hair vigorously and said, "It's not broken. It's broken somewhere. It's okay."
Mr. Song added: "Brother Niu, give me three days. After three days, you will take the coffin away. It should be cremated. We people don't want to cause trouble to the government. Now when something like this happens, we are all victims. Just Turn big things into small things, make small things into small things.”
"Also, don't worry! I'll ask Old Li's family to pay for your medical expenses, which is...two thousand yuan per person!"
"Do you think it's okay?"
The man covered his head with one hand and patted the dirt on his body with the other. He took a deep breath and said, "If I pursue this matter, they will all have to go in! Do you know that?"
Mr. Song nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, aren't we all fellow villagers? There's no need for that."
"Bah, damn, I finally met a reasonable person today. You have to pay for it. I will come to pull the coffin in three days. If you still dare to stop me, just go in and squat!"
"sure."
Then, the group of people angrily fished the man out of the water, unloaded the coffin and went down the mountain.
Mr. Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he thought about something again and hurriedly walked to Li Nai's coffin to look at it.
At this time, someone next to me asked: "It's not broken. Sir, what are you looking at?"
Mr. Song held up a flashlight and said nervously as he walked: "Help look for it and see if there is any blood on the coffin."
