Over at the shop, Yang Ruoqing and Li Zheng's wife looked at each other.

Li Zheng's wife couldn't help but said: "Dazhi Niang, I want to ask you something, don't be upset."

"Sister-in-law Lizheng, what are you talking about? You are so kind to us, mother and son, and I won't be annoyed if you ask me anything. Just ask!" said the drunkard's wife.

Li Zheng's wife said: "Well, we are all women, just tell us the truth, do you like drunkards or not?"

When asked about this, the drunkard's wife was stunned for a moment, looking embarrassed.

On the side, Yang Ruoqing quickly came out to rescue.

"Oh, they are already an old married couple, so there is no need to delve into these issues..."

"No, I saw Dazhi Niang crying so much that her intestines were broken, and I just thought, that man doesn't even take you and the children seriously,"

"They will beat you as if you are not a human being, and treat the children as animals to give away and sell,"

"Dazhi was about to roll into the river, and he didn't even blink."

"This is worse than an animal. For such a man, you really don't deserve to cry for most of the night. Stop crying!" Li Zheng's wife said.

Although the woman is kind-hearted, she also has her own taboos.

You say that a man in your family has died, and you can cry as much as you want on your own fishing boat, and no one can care about you.

If you go to other people's homes and take good care of you mother and child, you'll be fine.

Crying non-stop will bring bad luck to other people's families. Everyone in the village has this taboo.

Li Zheng's wife's face immediately looked a little unpleasant.

Especially when I think of the ugly death of an alcoholic, I feel even more uncomfortable.

When the drunkard's wife saw this, she realized belatedly that she had indeed lost her composure.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment, stopped crying, and whispered: "I like drunkards, this is really out of the question."

"Perhaps we have been living together for a long time, and we are used to it. Hey, that's it, that's fine. This is God's arrangement. He will be there without the children, and the children will be without him."

"God may have seen this and took away this evil man. Now I am free," she said.

Here, Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, although the drunkard just did what he did, I still have to say that this ending is indeed the best."

If he dies, all seven of these mothers will be fulfilled.

There was nothing more to say after that. I was tired, sleepy, and didn’t know what to say.

In addition, there were two children sleeping, so everyone fell silent.

During this period, Yang Ruoqing got up again and fed Dazhi some warm water.

Touching the child's forehead, which had cooled down, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

The next day, the news that the drunkard died suddenly in the cabin spread throughout the Hekou Village and even other nearby fishing villages.

Li Zheng of Hekou Village and the owner of Zuojiazhuang were personally involved in the investigation of this death.

Moreover, a widower was invited to conduct an autopsy, so the sudden death of an alcoholic ruled out homicide and was an accidental death.

This conclusion is very authoritative.

The villagers used it as a source of conversation and discussion, which added a lot of 'fun' to them after dinner.

On the other side, Li Zheng gathered together the drunkard's wife and several fishermen from Yangzhou who were with the drunkard.

Zuo Junmo, Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing and others also came over, and they all discussed the drunkard's funeral together.

"According to our customs here, after death, people have to be buried in the ground," Li Zheng said to the drunkard's wife in front of him and other fishermen from Yangzhou.

"To put it mildly, the condition of an alcoholic is called death in a foreign land."

"To put it bluntly, this is a wasted death. If the posthumous affairs are not handled properly and the soul cannot rest in peace, it will become a lonely ghost."

"Not only is it bad for his wife, children, relatives and friends, but it is also bad for our Hekou Village."

"I've called you here today because I want to hear what your plans are next!"

After Li Zheng finished explaining the purpose of today, he asked the question to his drunkard wife and several other fishermen from Yangzhou.

The fishermen exchanged glances, each of them looked troubled, and no one was willing to speak first.

As for the drunkard's wife, she was sitting there with her child in her arms, her face pale in panic, and she didn't have the slightest idea.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Li Zheng waited for a while, became a little impatient, and said: "I want you to speak, why are you all mute?"

"The drunkard's body is still in the cabin, and you guys are talking!"

Some of those fishermen made a sound.

"Brother Li Zheng, thank you for allowing us to stay in the river in your area and fish."

"But the drunkard and us are both from Yangzhou,"

"But our hometowns are not in the same village, and we are not related to each other. It's just because we all come from that area, so we stay together."

Then, another fisherman sitting next to this fisherman also spoke.

"That's right, we actually don't have much friendship with the drunkard. The drunkard is not easy to get along with. I even had a fight with him..."

Li Zheng raised his hand and stopped their words.

"The dead are respected. Now is not the time to come to you to settle old scores. Your old scores have nothing to do with us, so there is no need to talk about them."

"I came here to tell you that you all came together from Hekou Village. Now, the drunkard has died, and the body must be transported back to Yangzhou."

"So, you also have to go together!"

When they heard that they were going to leave here early because of the drunkard's death, those fishermen were immediately unhappy.

"There are still a few days of low tide, so how can we leave at this moment? Give us a few more days," they begged.

Li Zheng shook his head, "No, no, I'll tolerate you for a few more days, but the drunkard's body cannot wait."

"When it stinkes, our entire Hekou Village will suffer. You must come up with a charter!"

Those fishermen were really forced to do nothing, and they all sat there racking their brains for ideas.

At this time, the drunkard's wife made a hoarse voice.

"According to our rules, after a person dies, he or she first keeps a vigil, and then if the conditions permit, they invite three or two Taoist priests to come and be a little mage, and then the person can be buried in peace."

"Brother Li Zheng is right, we are in a foreign land and can't do that."

"Even if we want to do it, we have to send the drunkard back to his hometown in Yangzhou. However, even if we set off now, it will take at least ten days to reach Yangzhou by water. The drunkard's body has already been damaged..."
Chapter completed!