The news that a person was struck to death by lightning on the Ghost Festival in Changping Village soon swept through the nearby Shiliba Village like a hurricane.

Even the people in Qingshui Town knew about this.

Moreover, it was passed down to ten people, and after passing through the mouths of many people, there were several versions of the matter of Daping being hacked to death.

The most outrageous version is that Daping was a spirit in Mianniu Mountain in his previous life, and he reincarnated in this life for the purpose of spiritual practice.

He also said that someone in the village saw a black dragon rushing down from behind the clouds, and struck Daping with lightning.

Then, Daping's body was scorched, but his soul was swept up to the sky by the black dragon. Pay attention, it went up to the sky, not down to the netherworld!

"Hey, these people are just a bunch of bored people who like to gossip. Isn't this rumor too outrageous?"

While having lunch at Sun's house, Sun told Yang Ruoqing what she heard while doing laundry.

Yang Ruoqing also has black lines on her head.

"There is no shortage of such people. Among other things, my fourth aunt is one of them," she said.

In the past few days, Yang Huazhong has been busy helping Xiaoqin's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law deal with Daping's funeral affairs. Except for going home to sleep at night and having two meals during the day, he spends the rest of the time at Xiaoqin's house.

As for the fourth aunt, she has been putting down her dishes and chopsticks these past few days, ignoring the children, and just going to watch the fun on her own.

Mixed in a group of old ladies, watching and discussing, more dedicated than anyone else.

"Mom, I heard from my father, how many days do you plan to send some rice to sister-in-law Xiaoqin's house?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Yes, Daping is gone, and Wangfu is hiding somewhere. If the wife and children are left behind, Wandai will definitely not be able to take care of them."

"I plan to send fifty kilograms of rice and grind it out to make porridge. They will have enough porridge for their four orphans and widowed mother for a month."

Yang Ruoqing did not stop Sun.

"Well, I will also send some money there then. Brother Daping and Sister-in-law Xiaoqin are both pretty good people, and the two girls are young, so I can help if I can." Yang Ruoqing said.

Under the leadership of Li Zheng and Yang Huazhong, the villagers were rich and powerful, and finally put Daping to rest.

The dead are gone, but the lives of those who are still alive must go on.

In a person's life, there will always be a few bad things happening to him. How can I say that it is difficult to be a human being? Those fools are the ones who are truly carefree and happy.

Fools are actually the happiest.

Everyone's life is back on track, the autumn rain has stopped, and cotton has begun to mature at the beginning of the year.

The men and women of the farmers all went out in full force to pick cotton under the stars and the moon. When the cotton was picked up, it was time to harvest the late rice again.

Yang Ruohe took her daughter back to her parents' house. As soon as she entered the door, she complained to Mrs. Liu before her butt even touched the stool.

"Mom, what did you do? I asked you to keep an eye on my second sister-in-law Jin Gui's husband's house. It's good for you. You kept saying yes. It's been several days and there's no movement at all. What are you doing!"

Hearing Yang Ruohe's complaint, Ms. Liu was stunned for a moment, then grinned.

"Oh, isn't it true that Daping of our village was struck to death by lightning? You heard about it, right?"

"I've been busy with this matter these past few days..."

"If Daping dies, he will die. He is not anyone like you. Why should you be busy?"

Ms. Liu only finished speaking when she was cut off by Yang Ruohe.

"I am your daughter. You don't care about the things I asked you to inquire about. You want to wait until I give my second sister-in-law a chance to die, and then you will give black hair to a white-haired woman like Daping Niang.

You are happy, aren't you?"

Yang Ruohe complained angrily to Ms. Liu.

Ms. Liu was startled for a moment, and then a panicked look appeared on her face.

"That's just talking nonsense, talking nonsense, bah bah bah!"

Mrs. Liu spat on the ground several times to wash away the bad luck in Yang Ruohe's words.

When Yang Ruohe saw Mrs. Liu's anxious look, a trace of satisfaction appeared on her face.

She snorted, turned around, and scratched her neck.

Mrs. Liu walked over and took a handful of candy canes for her granddaughter to eat and sent her to play in the house.

Then he turned around and brought a stool for Yang Ruohe to sit on: "Don't be impatient, I am your mother, why don't you take your orders to heart?"

"Don't worry, even though I've been busy watching the lively things in the Daping family these days, I didn't delay Jin Gui's affairs."

"No, there is a best person!" Liu said.

"Really? Who is it? From our village or from another village? Do I recognize him?" Yang Ruohe asked quickly.

Mrs. Liu smiled mysteriously, "Not only do you recognize it, you are also very familiar with it!"

"Ah? Who is that? How old is it?" Yang Ruohe asked again.

Mrs. Liu raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Yang Ruohe became even more anxious and shook Mrs. Liu's arm: "Mom, please don't show off on purpose. Tell me quickly who it is!"

Mrs. Liu raised her chin and smacked her lips toward the front yard, "Where's your little cousin!"

"What?" Yang Ruohe was surprised.

"Last time, my little cousin didn't save enough money for the bride price, so Jin Gui married to the other side of the mountain. This time, Jin Gui is not innocent. My little cousin might not care about her anymore!"

Yang Ruohe said with a troubled face.

Mr. Liu shook his head: "You don't understand this. Man, to put it bluntly, he is cheap."

"The less you eat it, the more delicious it tastes."

"Your little cousin has not been engaged for more than a year because he has not let go of Jin Gui. He doesn't know that Jin Gui is divorced now. Otherwise, he would have gone to ask for marriage long ago."

"A few days ago, during the Ghost Festival, he followed your second brother back from the county seat. After burning incense, he stayed overnight and left again."

"When he returns to the village during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will give him a good talk and I will make sure his heart warms up again," Mrs. Liu said.

Yang Ruohe said: "If my little cousin is really willing, then we can't afford one tael of silver. The betrothal gift must be at least three taels of silver."

Mrs. Liu said: "Oh, how can an abandoned woman be worth three taels? That's the price for a yellow-flowered girl!"

Yang Ruohe smiled with a sinister look on her face and said, "Mom, didn't you just say that men are cheap, and they want to eat more if they can't eat it."

"If it were any other man, we would have paid Jin Gui a tael of silver, but my little cousin is different. He is stubborn and has always been indifferent to Jin Gui. It is impossible for us to blackmail him again.

Let Jin Gui marry three or five times!"

After hearing Yang Ruohe's calculation, Mrs. Liu also felt that it made sense.

"Sure, let's set it at three taels of silver. Then I will get five hundred cents!" Mrs. Liu held out five fingers and said.

Yang Ruohe gritted his teeth and said, "As long as it can be done, five hundred dollars will be five hundred dollars!"

After the mother and daughter made the calculation, Yang Ruohe asked Mrs. Liu to cook a bowl of noodles and beat three poached eggs into it.
Chapter completed!