Zaizai didn't know if Director Wu heard it. It was already bright when the little guy returned to Huojiazhuang. Siheng walked back and forth at the entrance of the village seventeen or eight times before finally seeing Zaizai's swaying little figure.
"Zai Zai!"
Jiang Siheng ran over happily.
Zaizai could hardly open his eyelids and muttered vaguely.
"Brother Xiaojiang~ Zaizai is sleepy and wants to sleep!"
I can persist, but Zaizai is afraid that he won’t grow taller.
Jiang Siheng listened and quickly turned his back to Zaizai.
"Come on Zai Zai, I'll carry you back, and you sleep on my back."
Zaizai yawned and raised his eyelids with difficulty to take a look at Jiang Siheng. Then he lay on Jiang Siheng's back with a whimper and carried Siheng home.
The villagers in Zhuangzi were frightened last night, and few people went out today.
But Jiang Siheng wandered around the village before dawn, one trip after another. The villagers were also afraid that something might happen to him as a child, and adults would go out to check on him from time to time.
At this moment, everyone was surprised to see him coming back from Zhuangzi with a baby on his back.
"Junior, have you received Zaizai?"
Zaizai had already fallen asleep snoring, and Jiang Siheng agreed with a smile.
"Yes! Then Zai Zai, Zai Zai is sleepy and fell asleep."
The villagers looked at and joked.
"The young general is such a good brother."
Jiang Siheng smiled very happily.
"Because Zaizai is a very, very good sister!"
The villagers laughed loudly at the little guy's words. It seemed that the haze they experienced at Grandma Huo San's house yesterday had dissipated a lot.
After the two little guys went to Mr. Huo Si's house, many villagers gathered together to discuss.
"What should we do about Zhaolin and Wenjing's funeral?"
"I don't know! I heard that Boss Ma disappeared last night."
"ah?"
"Yes! I didn't see Boss Ma when I ran out."
"Didn't you say that he is particularly reliable in that regard?"
"Hey! That's the strange thing that has never happened in other people's homes like the third grandma's house! It's said that there is really a ghost! My second eldest wife is hiding in bed and shaking right now."
"So does my third uncle!"
…
Things went wrong before the funeral officially started. The mourning hall at Grandma Huo San's house was in a mess, with torn coffins and broken ashes scattered on the floor.
Mr. Huo Da came early in the morning and sighed deeply when he saw this scene.
"What kind of evil is this!"
Mrs. Huojiazhuang has never seen such a situation in many years.
Boss Ma can't be contacted either. Others don't have to come. Mr. Huo Da, as the party secretary, always has to show up.
When the results came, it was discovered that there was no one in Grandma Huo San’s house, and the place was in a mess.
This is really...
Mr. Huo Da had no choice but to ask his son Huo Qingyang to go door to door in the village to see if there were any men who didn't care about the mess and had the courage to go to the third grandmother's house for a funeral.
Mr. Huo came forward, even though many people were taboo, in the end more than 20 people came forward to help.
Huo Zhaolin and Zhang Wenjing were buried in a hurry, and the funeral was finally completed.
When Grandma Huo San returned home the next day, she learned that her eldest grandson had been hurriedly buried without even doing any religious rituals. She rushed straight to Mr. Huo's house to scold him.
Mr. Huo Da: "..."
It happened to be the afternoon of the next day when Zaizai and Jiang Siheng learned the news.
The two little guys came back from the west creek each carrying a small wooden bucket. There were three big fat grass carps in the small wooden bucket.
It was Huo Zhaohan who brought them here to fish, and it was Huo Zhaoxuan who came to tell them the news.
"Brother, Zaizai, young general, it's not good, the third grandma is back and has a problem with grandpa."
Zaizai and Jiang Siheng were stunned.
"Why is Third Grandma still making trouble?"
Huo Zhaoxuan nodded with a wry smile.
"Who's to say it's not the case! Their family held a funeral with a lot of evil spirits. If you and the young general weren't here, Zaizai, I guess..."
Huo Zhaohan seemed to have something in mind and spoke quickly.
"Is it because Brother Zhaolin and Sister Wenjing were buried in a hurry?"
Huo Zhaoxuan nodded hurriedly.
"Yes! But the third grandma doesn't even think about it. If grandpa hadn't come forward to help, Brother Zhaolin and Sister Wenjing would have been left alone. Even Brother Zhaolin and his parents didn't come back!"
Huo Zhaohan sighed quietly.
"Third grandma has that kind of temper!"
When things are done, she will not be grateful to the person who helped her. She will only feel that it is what the other person should do, and she may even feel that what she did is not good enough.
Aren’t Fourth Grandpa’s family a ready-made example over the years?
Zaizai looked at Huo Zhaoxuan: "What did the secretary say?"
Huo Zhaoxuan scratched his head, feeling a little irritated.
"Oh! Grandpa is almost mad to death!"
Zaizai smiled and comforted Huo Zhaoxuan.
"No, no, the Party Secretary will live a long life. He will never die of anger."
Brothers Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan were happy.
"real?"
Zaizai smiled and nodded.
"Really, Zai Zai won't be mistaken."
Brothers Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan were no longer worried for an instant.
"Then let's go, Zai Zai, let's go to your house to stew fish."
Jiang Siheng looked at them in surprise.
"Brother Zhaohan, brother Zhaoxuan, are you not worried about the party secretary?"
Huo Zhaohan and Huo Zhaoxuan laughed happily.
"My grandpa is smart. If we weren't worried that he would be angry with the third grandma when he got older, we wouldn't be worried at all."
Jiang Siheng: "..."
Huo Zhaoxuan looked at Zaizai and Jiang Siheng, who were carrying two small wooden buckets filled with water and grass carp, and looked at his brother dissatisfied.
"Brother, why did you let Zaizai and Xiaojiang carry the bucket?"
Zaizai and General Siheng said in unison.
"Brother Zhaoxuan, because we are strong! We like to carry it, it's fun!"
Huo Zhaoxuan: "..."
Sorry, it was broad daylight, and the two little guys looked so delicate and cute. He suddenly forgot that the two little guys were inhuman.
Huo Zhaohan was happy beside him.
When the two children returned home, no one expected that Grandma Huo San would be cursing on the roadside with one hand on her hips and the other on crutches.
Zaizai and Jiang Siheng looked at it, their little brows furrowing at the same time.
"Zai Zai goes to find daddy."
Just as Jiang Siheng was about to follow him, he saw his second uncle coming out of the cabin.
Huo Chenling saw four guys, two big and two small, coming back and called them in.
Grandma Huo San stretched out her hand to catch Zaizai.
"Smelly girl, give me..."
Zaizai suddenly raised his head and looked at Grandma Huo San with cold and silent eyes like an abyss.
Xiao Nai's voice became particularly cold and cold.
"Third Grandma, Third Grandpa, haven't they given you dreams lately?"
Grandma Huo San was startled, her face turned pale as she had not yet recovered from the gastric lavage.
"You, you, you...how do you know?"
Zaizai grinned, revealing a sinister smile.
"Because Zaizai's father asked them to come to Third Grandma! After all, Third Grandma, you owe the underworld 500 million. Even if Third Grandpa and the others work in the underworld every day to pay off the debt, the three generations of you alive have been marked by the underworld, and the debt you owe is , it must be paid back!!”
Grandma Huo San: "..."
