The village chief spoke at this time: "Everyone is quiet, and Wang Ermazi's family suddenly lost their doors. This is the misfortune of our Feng returning to the village. But the most important thing now is to bury the Mazi couple in the local area. Everyone is from the villagers. This matter is still troubled by everyone!"

When everyone heard this, they calmed down and waited for the village chief to continue making arrangements. In fact, to be honest, although Wang Ermazi's wife was a little owed, she was still kind in her heart. She could always stretch out a passionate hand if anyone had any difficulties. This time, Wang Ermazi and her husband died all at once. At such a critical moment, who would still hold a grudge against the previous small hatreds? Everyone naturally had a responsibility to stand up and bury the couple well. However, everyone had a doubt in their hearts. Why was the Wang Ermazi's family so unlucky? The couple died in one go? Although each had a cause of death, the villagers began to feel distressed when they thought about the things that happened in the village before. This matter was a bit strange, but at this critical moment, no one dared to say what they thought in their hearts.

"Defu, call a few more people to go to your house to carry out Wang Ermazi's body! Before Mazi's wife left, she handed me the keys of the house. Let's send Mazi and his wife home!" Grandpa said to the village chief, and after that, he turned his head and said to Wangshun, "Wangshun, I'll carry Mazi's wife home later. You can organize a few people to arrange the coffins. I'll have to trouble you to go to Tugeda Village again tomorrow. See what people there are in Mazi's wife's family, so let them come here too!" Uncle Wangshun was still a young man at that time, and was honest. Grandpa could trust him very much.

After saying that, grandpa walked towards Wang Ermazi's house, and everyone hurriedly followed.

By the evening, a pair of white couplets had been pasted on the door frame of Wang Ermazi's house, and two more coffins and some tribute fruits were added in the yard. However, the coffin was not owned by Wang Ermazi's house. Wang Ermazi and his wife were still young, so naturally they would not take up a coffin for him so long. The coffin belonged to the older people in the village. When Wang Ermazi and his wife encountered such a thing, the old people with the coffin took the initiative to take out their coffin. However, the village chief also agreed to wait for this and asked the village to make another better pair for the elderly who donated the coffin.

"Okay, everyone has been busy all afternoon and will go back to rest early. When Mazi's wife and her family come tomorrow, I will ask everyone to come and bury the couple again!" Grandpa said to the helper in the yard.

Everyone stopped what they were doing when they heard this. At this time, a woman spoke: "Then... Uncle Jiang, if you need anything, you can call us at any time!" Everyone responded quickly.

"Thank you for your hard work, go back and go back to rest early!" Grandpa's expression was still so heavy.

When everyone heard this, they didn't say anything. They went back to their respective homes, leaving only Uncle Jiang in the yard. Seeing that everyone was leaving, Uncle Jiang slowly squatted on the ground, took out a cigarette pot from his arms and lit it and sucked it, but his eyes stared at the two coffins in the yard...

It was unknown how long it took, but it was already dark, and Uncle Jiang got up and walked out of Wang Ermazi's yard, locked the door and went home.

At this time, the alleys in the village were already quiet. It seemed that the villagers had fallen asleep. After Uncle Jiang returned home, he fell on the kang, but Uncle Jiang's eyes could not be closed. No one knew what Uncle Jiang was thinking.
Chapter completed!