Chapter 257: The soul returns to its hometown
"Hmph!" Hongfeng threw his hand away as if he was angry.
Unexpectedly, the owner of this mask stall ran up and stretched out his hand: "You two, I haven't paid yet."
You Chuiyun took out his bag and paid the money.
The stall owner looked embarrassed: "Sir, I can only buy one piece..."
Hongfeng looked at Youchuiyun, but the latter said disdainfully: "You pay for it yourself."
Hongfeng said angrily: "I have no money!"
You Chuiyun snatched the ghost mask from her hand, returned it to the vendor, and continued to say disdainfully: "You still buy things like others when you don't have money?"
Hongfeng's heart trembled, and she felt aggrieved when she saw You Chuiyun's smiling face. Thinking that she was in a different place with no relatives... This annoying man was still teasing her, and she gradually started to cry.
But the next moment, Yu Chuiyun handed his ghost mask into her hands, turned around and left.
"You know how to save money, prodigal bitch, huh."
Hongfeng stared blankly at the ghost mask in her hand, and then at the back of Youchuiyun walking through the crowd. She sniffed the snot that almost fell out, and laughed at herself: I am a tiger, why am I so sentimental?
Then she smiled happily and jumped after You Chuiyun.
Then You Chuiyun began to doubt himself, why he took this prodigal woman out, and whether this was a major mistake in his life.
Even he himself found the whole charcoal-grilled chicken luxurious, and Hongfeng ordered a portion without blinking an eye.
After a while, the girl had a paper bag on the left and a paper bag on the right. Her mouth was full of chirping, and she was eating happily.
You Chuiyun was feeling sorry for his money bag from behind, what a sin!
Fortunately, when the girl passed by the Wanbaolou branch, she didn't even glance at the disguise. She seemed to be wholeheartedly enjoying the delicious food, forgetting how expensive Wanbaolou's rouge gouache was in the Yao clan.
You Chuiyun only felt that he had escaped a fatal blow.
After a while, the two of them stood at the entrance of an alley, the buzz of sawing bows and pulling wood hoarsely hovering over the place.
"Hey, what is this place? Why are there so many wooden boards on the walls?"
"This is called a coffin board."
At this time, a donkey cart swayed out, with a pale-faced man in an officer's uniform sitting on the shaft.
"Master You!"
This person is Li Mu.
On top of the donkey cart, there was a good-quality coffin, but the paint seemed to be wet and dripping heavily, with streaks like fingertips scratching at random.
"How much does it cost? This coffin isn't cheap."
Li Mu said: "Golden nanmu is not cheap, it is very expensive."
You Chuiyun was speechless and asked: "This thing is so expensive, are you willing to do it?"
"Where is it? Mr. Li saved his own coffin book before he was alive. He said he wanted to live in the best house."
"You should pay for it out of your own pocket."
As soon as these words came out, Li Mu was silent for a while and said the right words.
"Without further ado, brothers are waiting outside the city... Let's go, Master You."
You Chuiyun got on the donkey cart, and Hong Feng also sat next to the coffin.
The donkey was miserable, struggling to move forward step by step.
But the three of them didn't feel slow either.
"how far……?"
"Thirty miles."
"That's not far."
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Widow Wang is in her forties or fifties, which is not too old, but
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It's because she has a head full of white hair, and her eyes have been hard to use recently... When she was mending clothes, she always brushed the thimble, and when the needle penetrated her flesh, she always hissed softly.
"Pricked your hand again? Sister-in-law, what's the matter with your old eyesight?" Another young working woman said with a smile: "Go back and have a rest. We will mend these clothes."
Several other women in the small courtyard also laughed together: "Sister-in-law, you go and have a rest."
Widow Wang shook her head - "It's not a problem."
Widow Wang smiled coquettishly and rubbed her eyes. She didn't know why, but she had been feeling restless recently.
At this time, there was a sound in the courtyard.
"Did you steal money again?" Then there was the sound of bamboo sticks snapping, and a young young man was chased and beaten with a stick by the lady of the family, running over crying.
The young master pointed to the clothes in Widow Wang's hand and said excusingly: "The money is inside the clothes, inside the clothes."
At first glance, the eldest lady looks like a noble lady, but she is beautiful but a bit sarcastic. She seems to be a spoiled rich lady.
She angrily snatched the clothes from Widow Wang's hand and felt around in her pockets, but she couldn't find any money.
"Madam, be careful, you pricked your hand..." Before Widow Wang could finish her words, she heard Madam scream and pinched the bloody eye on her index finger. It turned out that she had really been pricked by a needle.
After such a prick, the eldest lady, who was already in a bad temper and was pricked by a needle, became even more angry. She slapped the Widow Wang hard. The Widow Wang was not in good health and fell to the ground. She didn't even survive for a long time. Can get up.
Blood flowed from the ear hole, which was deafened by the slap from the eldest lady.
"Ah yo, old sister-in-law!"
"Sister-in-law, are you okay? Madam, why are you so cruel?"
Several women stepped forward and helped Widow Wang, whose head was buzzing, to stand up.
The eldest lady did not expect that her slap would actually make the old woman deaf. She regretted it for a moment, but after hearing the tone of several cheap women, she became very angry: "She stole the young master's money! Of course she should be beaten, slap her." Death is not an exaggeration!"
"Ah? How could the old sister-in-law, who is an honest and honest person, steal the young master's money?"
The eldest lady sneered and took out the young master's pocket, showed it empty, and said: "The young master said that the money was in the pocket of this coat. Now there is no money. It must have been stolen by this dirty old woman." !
I don't wrong good people. "
Mrs. Changgong looked at Widow Wang's injuries and said angrily: "Madam, how can you slander someone? It's obviously the young master who panicked, but you... you just hit people at will when your hand was pricked."
Hitting people at will?
Although what this woman told was the truth, the eldest lady only cared about the attitude and tone of the other person talking to her.
The eldest lady got so cute and sassy that she squatted down and snatched a cloth bag from Widow Wang's arms, which contained some money.
Part of the money that Widow Wang had worked so hard to save.
She used the money to buy a wife for Mr. Li. She lived frugally, even going without food. She even had old eyesight and didn't go to the doctor. Even if she dug money out from under her fingernails, she still wanted to give it to her son. Save money to get your wife.
Although there was always letter and money sent back, the storyteller told her son that the family was no longer so poor, and that his son was rich now that he was a soldier.
Widow Wang didn't care and continued to save money. She always thought that as many days of hard life as she had now, there would be many days of good life in the future.
With this idea in mind, this old mother has worked hard to live until now. She still works for wealthy people and wants to give more to her children.
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The son saved his property.
She no longer wanted her son to follow her back to the mountains and live the miserable life of eating mushrooms.
"give me back!"
The frail Widow Wang burst out with astonishing strength and scratched the eldest lady's hand holding the money bag with bloody marks.
"Ahhhhh!" the eldest lady screamed, alarming the servants and the master who was having sex with his concubine all day long.
As he walked, the master was fully dressed and walked over with a pipe dangling: "What's the matter?"
I saw a group of servants tying Widow Wang to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, while the women kept begging for mercy.
"She really doesn't know how to steal money..."
"Old sister-in-law wouldn't do such a thing."
When the eldest lady saw the old man, she was crying and complaining. She showed the marks on the back of her snow-white hands to the old man. The old man pretended to be distressed and coaxed her for a while. She took Widow Wang's purse and hummed: "The evidence is conclusive. This old woman stole my young master's money. She also deliberately harmed my wife who discovered the truth... Come here... drag her down and hang her up! The hanging door is just for public display."
"Sir, this widow's son seems to be a soldier."
The butler whispered beside the master.
"So what? Do you think my wife will just ignore it after being scratched like this? If you steal something, you should deal with it as you should. Hanging is not an exaggeration... Even if you are an official, my brother will speak for me."
The master's brother is the magistrate of this county.
The housekeeper thought for a moment and then said: "Master Liu in the village is Master Banqiao. He seems to be close to the widow in his family."
"What's the matter? Could it be that he offended me because of a little widow? Are you stupid? He made an enemy of me because of a little widow. Doesn't that mean he has ruined his reputation?"
The old man blew his little hands to the eldest lady. The eldest lady looked hard at Widow Wang who was streaming with blood and tears, and said to the housekeeper: "I told you, don't bring this kind of widow into the house... I heard that she was a romantic when she was young. Sex, a stinky bitch that everyone can have sex with...how could you lure such a person into our house?"
The housekeeper nodded and said yes again and again.
Widow Wang's voice was hoarse and her eyes were dim with tears. She seemed to see the figure of her son, gradually moving away from her.
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Li Mu's hometown has actually grown in size over the years, turning from a rural village into a small town.
Because this town has always produced men who joined the army, it is also called Triumph Town.
However, what awaits us in Triumph Town today is not a triumph, but a funeral.
One hundred strong soldiers, all dressed in plain clothes and with extraordinary momentum, all rode tall horses. When they arrived at the entrance of the town, they all dismounted and moved forward.
The two people at the front of the team were truly astonishing. They were able to lift a coffin weighing at least a thousand kilograms. These two people were both officers in armor, so they were so majestic.
At this time, almost everyone in the town knew that there was a group of military lords carrying the coffin, allowing the souls of the heroes who originally belonged to this town to return to their hometown and their leaves to return to their roots.
The people were all very curious as to whose child died in such a grand ceremony.
They stood on both sides of the street, stretching their necks out curiously, but were intimidated by the military aura and panicked.
Rimu and Yushuiyun looked at each other, Yushuiyun nodded, and Rimu turned around, his voice was like thunder, even causing the naughty child to fall to the ground.
"Officer Li Yuan was born in the 55th year of Daxia De. He joined the army in Kaixuan Town. He experienced hundreds of battles and was invincible in a hundred battles. He personally killed 146 enemies! He served as a centurion in the vanguard camp of the south of the town... under his jurisdiction. Hundreds of people are all elites, capable of conquering and fighting. There was once a fourth-rank Si Tianjian of the imperial court who personally wrote a eulogy——"
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