After leveling the pit, Wei Dazhuang immediately took Xiaomei out of the cold carriage.
He held his head high as usual, and every step he took was so firm and powerful, in order to give the girl a relatively decent send-off.
Gently placing the girl's stiff body into the pit, Wei Dazhuang carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the white wrapping cloth caused by handling and squeezing.
He applied it very carefully, as if he was comforting an injured child.
After the preparations were completed, Wei Dazhuang recited a few eulogies to the girl. These were the customs of their hometown. Although he didn't know how meaningful this would be, it was better than nothing after all.
After the memorial service was over, Wei Dazhuang picked up the engineering shovel and began to fill the grave. He shoveled quite hard, and almost every time he made a shovel, he could hear the "rustling" sound caused by friction on the shovel surface.
One shovel, two shovels, three shovels, Wei Dazhuang silently counted the number of shovels that fell, because only in this way could his sad and heavy heart relax a little.
Yes, Wei Dazhuang felt extremely sad at this moment. When he thought that the girl who was supposed to be enjoying her prime years had suddenly turned into a corpse whose bones were still cold, Wei Dazhuang couldn't help but feel a ball of depression in his chest.
The shovel was still waving "Endeavour", and Wei Dazhuang felt a pain in his heart almost every time he shoveled.
Finally, after nearly 13 or 4 minutes of "suffering", the long grave pit was "filled".
After taking a long breath, Wei Dazhuang's clothes were already wet with sweat, but he didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he walked straight to a red tung tree beside him, then raised the sickle in his hand and shined it on the thick red copper tree surface. Crack down.
"Click! Click! Click!"
As usual, he waved the sickle in his hand in a ventive manner. Driven by Wei Dazhuang's brute force, the not-so-sharp blade sank into the red copper meter like a cutting machine.
After a moment, a piece of 30 cm thick red copper bark fell down.
After picking up the bark, Wei Dazhuang used a knife to modify it accordingly, and then polished it into a vertical wooden board. Then he turned back to where he was with satisfaction.
Biting off the mark pen cap he took out of his pocket, Wei Dazhuang used his unsightly crooked font and carefully wrote down a row of large characters on the surface of the long polished wooden board:
"Xiaomei's Tomb!"
"My child! This place may look a little desolate now. But my uncle promises you that when the spring comes next year, the place will be full of green trees and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant! If you have the opportunity in the future, your uncle will definitely come to see you! You can rest assured Go ahead! Don’t think about the pain you’ve suffered, the sins you’ve suffered! Just let it go with the wind! Don’t worry, as long as your uncle is still alive, he will definitely make those who ruined you pay the price!”
After saying this, Wei Dazhuang leaned over and bowed three times with tears in his eyes.
"OK! It's done! Brother Wei, we can leave now!"
"come here……"
"ah?"
"come over!!"
"No, I want to... ok, ok, ok!" With a twist, Boss Zhao Huilong reluctantly walked to Xiaomei's grave: "You want me to bow and pray, right? No problem, I'll just do it!"
"Um~who is here...Ah, Xiaomei. To Xiaomei! Um~you can leave in peace, ah, let's go. I~" Zhao Huilong's words were glib and full of disdain and frivolity, and just before When he was about to bend down and fool him, Wei Dazhuang, who had been standing behind him, suddenly picked up the engineering shovel in his hand and swung it towards his legs.
"Ah!" A howl like a silly pig burst out from Zhao Huilong's throat, and the electric shock-like pain made him fall to his knees almost instantly.
"Fuck! Wei Dazhuang, you are crazy! What the hell do you mean by this!" The severe pain also made Zhao Huilong extremely angry, and his originally soft temper suddenly became tough.
But being ruthless also depends on your strength. Shouting without strength will only bring shame and pain to yourself.
not to mention. At this moment, Zhao Huilong was facing Wei Dazhuang, who had been suppressed for a long time. The anger in the latter's belly was hundreds of times, a thousand times, or even billions of times stronger than him!
No nonsense. Wei Dazhuang raised his foot and kicked Zhao Huilong on the back. The latter immediately fell to the ground because of the pain.
Zhao Huilong landed on his face like a dog eating shit. While Zhao Huilong was under the force, his mouth was covered with mud.
However, despite this, he still regained his senses and begged for mercy: "Brother, please calm down, can we talk it over carefully? Brother, I have nothing to say to you, why are you..."
"Pah!" Another step down, and Zhao Huilong let out a painful cry again.
"Ah~ Big, big brother! What on earth are you..."
"Snapped!"
"Stop first..."
"Snapped!"
After going back and forth like this, for about dozens of times, Zhao Huilong finally withered and said something that made Wei Dazhuang slightly satisfied: "I was wrong!"
Pulling Zhao Huilong's hair, Wei Dazhuang pulled him close to him, and then asked in an unusually harsh tone: "Tell me, where did you go wrong?"
"I, I shouldn't be an undercover agent for Dai Sha, I, I deserve to die! I, I promise I will never do this again in the future! Just let me go because you are so arrogant!"
Wei Dazhuang was slightly stunned, and it was clear that Zhao Huilong's confession was somewhat beyond Wei Dazhuang's expectations.
However, the latter quickly recovered. After all, for him, what he wanted right now was not such an answer.
"anything else?"
"besides?"
He was about to press down again. When Zhao Huilong saw the opponent's bulging muscles, he was shocked and hurriedly added: "Also, I shouldn't betray my friends for glory! I shouldn't dance with Dai Sha! I shouldn't forget everything for my own selfish gain. If we lose brotherhood, we shouldn’t..."
"That's enough!" Interrupting Zhao Huilong's confession, Wei Dazhuang lifted the former's head, put it in front of Xiaomei's tombstone, and roared word by word: "Do you know what your biggest sin is? ?It’s just disrespectful to this girl!”
"You keep calling me a bitch! Have you ever considered other people's feelings? Have you ever thought about their dignity? How do you feel being beaten, scolded, and straddled by me now? If your Sister, sister, you were raped. Can you still laugh now? I really want to ask you, weren’t you born of a woman?”
Zhao Huilong was so angry that he didn't dare to express his anger, and his trembling chest kept shaking like a chaffing machine. He glanced at Wei Dazhuang who was burning with anger, and then boldly begged for mercy: "Wei, Brother Wei, yes , Yes, it’s my fault! It’s all my fault! I was confused before! Don’t worry, I, I will definitely change my ways in the future! I promise to be a new person! I will never make the same mistake!”
"Really?" He slowly loosened his tight arms, and just when Zhao Huilong thought that Wei Dazhuang would "open up the net" this time, the latter's words that followed were like a thunderbolt hitting him on a sunny day. On top of his head... (To be continued.)
