The fact that Lao Yang was itching after eating mutton chops was soon known to the rest of Lao Yang's family.
Everyone got together to discuss a solution. Yang Huaming, Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing all went to visit the old man.
The daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law also came, but due to the differences between men and women, they could only stay in the main room and wait for the men inside to come out to deliver the news.
There are also people with sharp ears in the village. As long as one person hears about it, it will immediately spread throughout the body like a plague.
And some news was distorted beyond recognition after it passed through the mouths of ten people.
No, originally it was Lao Yangtou who ate mutton chops and caused itchy skin and a rash. This incident has evolved into the following versions:
"Have you heard? That old man from the Yang family got malignant sores all over his body after eating mutton chops. When he scratched a bloody hole, pus and blood..."
"You don't know, right? Old Yangtou has a strange disease. The skin and flesh on his body are all rotten, and the white bones are sticking out."
"I heard that Old Yang had a headbutt to the goat god, and he grew wool all over his body, and horns sprouted from his head. He crawled on the ground and bleated like a goat..."
"It's terrible. Old Yangtou is dying. Uncle Fu and Wang Sheng are both in trouble. The old man is just explaining the funeral affairs to that person. The third and fourth sons all rushed over."
"No wonder I saw old Yang Jiazhi coming from the ancestral hall earlier. Is he preparing for the mourning hall?"
"Tsk, tsk, this old man is seventy-six this year, right? He has been rare since ancient times, so he died as a filial piety..."
"A few nights ago, I heard someone crying at the mourning hall. At that time, I guessed that something was going to happen in our village. I didn't expect that Old Yangtou was leaving..."
As the person involved, Lao Yangtou had no idea that in just half a day, it was reported that he had become like this.
At this moment, he was lying on the bed, with ointment smeared all over his body, and he was screaming ouch.
The excruciating itch made him so painful that he wanted to scratch it several times, but Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui stayed by the bed to supervise him and not allow him to scratch.
Lao Yangtou had no choice but to lie on the bed and scream half-deadly.
Regarding the news about Lao Yangtou, everyone had a tacit understanding to hide it from Tan.
There are two reasons:
First, Mrs. Tan had already given orders many times not to mention anything about Old Yangtou to her. She would be disgusted, annoyed and upset.
Second, everyone knows that they don’t like to see them having too much contact with the old man.
According to Tan's original words, people like the old man should be thrown into the back mountains to feed wild beasts. There is no need to care about his life or death in old age.
So everyone still kept this mutton chop incident a secret from Tan.
Mrs. Tan didn't know it at first, so she had been sitting in the east room doing needlework. The three girls had gone to Ju'er in the town for the past two days to visit and they hadn't come back yet. Mrs. Tan's neck was sore after doing needlework for a long time, which was a bit boring, so Put down your sewing and go for a walk in the yard.
"This is really weird. Where have all the people in the front and backyard died? Are you okay with just me being an old woman?"
Mrs. Tan muttered, and walked out of the front yard door. At a glance, she saw several women who were younger than her chatting together under the low wall at the intersection.
"My balls hurt when I'm full and idle. I'm probably arranging someone else's troubles."
Mrs. Tan has lived in the village all her life. Although she is firmly in the first position of scolding, she thinks that her style is higher than those of the village women.
Because she never gets together with others to argue behind their backs.
When she was unhappy with anyone, she would just come directly to them and point their noses in their noses and scold them.
"Sister-in-law Tan, is that you? Why are you still here?"
Just as Ms. Tan was about to turn around and go back to her house, several village women over there greeted her.
Mrs. Tan didn't even see whose family the other party belonged to, so she just pinched her waist and yelled at him: "Who is it if it's not me? This is my home. If I'm not here, where would I be?"
Those women obviously didn't expect Tan's reaction to be so violent, so they didn't speak so politely.
"Oh, my old sister-in-law, you are really calm. You don't know something big has happened to your family, right?"
"Fuck your mother's bullshit, something big happened to your family, you grinning bitch, bah!"
Last night, a whole family of men, women, and children ate spicy lamb chops together, and Mrs. Tan spat at that broken mouth.
"This old sister-in-law has a really bad temper. Your old man is about to die. Everyone has gone and you still kept it secret..."
What?
The old thing is dying?
Tan's eyes rolled around, but his mind went blank.
Ms. Tan didn't care to listen to what those women said later. She ran towards the entrance of the village without even having time to lock the door behind her.
No wonder, no wonder everyone in the family is missing.
These bastards didn't even call her when such a big thing happened, they could hide it like this!
And that old guy, please don’t die. If you die, I will scold whoever I beat!
The villagers along the way saw the same phenomenon. Mrs. Tan rushed towards Lao Yangtou's house with her hair disheveled. She couldn't see or hear anyone saying hello to her or asking about the situation.
"Even the old lady rushed away. It seems that this old Yangtou is really not good..."
"Old Yang's family has a great business, so the funeral will definitely be lively. It just so happens that there is no big opera in the first month of this year, so this wave of excitement has caught up."
"I'm going to catch you, why don't you go home quickly and buy some papyrus incense candles and burn some incense at Lao Yang's house later?"
As a result, most families in the village who heard the news started to actively prepare.
The death of Lao Yangtou was a good opportunity to get closer to Lao Yang's family. Therefore, the grocery store jointly opened by the black gangster Hei Feng brother and sister in the village suddenly became crowded with people. The batch of toilet paper and incense candles that had been brought in during the last New Year's Eve were gone. After selling out, Heitang was worried about this matter, when he was suddenly swept away by the villagers who came in.
Those villagers who didn't buy it became anxious and shouted for the black hall to come up with something.
If you don't want to be a bastard if you have money, Heitang patted his chest and promised to go to the town immediately to purchase goods. He called Heifeng, and the brother and sister pulled two wooden carts and rushed to Qingshui Town.
"Brother, how much money are we planning to buy this time?" Heifeng asked his brother Heitang excitedly while walking on the road.
Without thinking, Heitang said directly: "Until these two pallets are full."
"Do they all have to be filled with incense paper and incense candles? If I can't sell them, I'm afraid there will be a resurgence of moisture if there is a lot of rain in spring, so I'll throw it away!" Hei Feng said.
Heitang rolled his eyes at Hei Feng and said, "What the hell do you know? If Old Yang's head falls down, Old Yang's family will have great success, so the paper money and incense candles will still have to be burned to death?"
"As well as those people in our village and the next village, who want to flatter the old Yang family, who wouldn't buy incense paper and incense candles to pay their respects?"
"I'm even worried that two trucks won't be enough to sell! If not, we will have to come back to chase the goods. It will take three to five days before and after the funeral. By the way, there will be firecrackers. We will buy more later."
"Brother, do we have enough principal?"
