Chapter 1081

Qian Duoduo said anxiously, "grandma, my home is your home. If you don't want to live with us, I can repair your house, eat, wear and use, and I can give you everything."

Lu Yufen said angrily, "silly boy, I know you have money. You'd better keep your money and marry a daughter-in-law. It costs a lot of money to marry a daughter-in-law now. Your grandfather and I are old and can't spend much money. As long as we have a meal every day."

Qian Duoduo had to smile bitterly and shake his head. He knew that one or two words were unclear. At present, the most important thing is to settle them down as soon as possible, and then go to the city to find grandpa and uncle.

"Grandma, I want to see Miao Miao."

Qian Duoduo said and walked to the back of the mourning hall. According to the customs of rural Jiuzhou, the coffin of the dead should be behind the mourning hall.

However, when I went to the back, it was empty and even the shadow of the coffin could not be seen.

"Grandma -" Qian Duoduo shouted loudly.

Lu Yufen and Tang Wenxiu both walked behind.

"Grandma, where's Miao Miao?"

"Miao Miao has been buried. He was buried after lunch today. He was buried with your mother's grave."

"Oh." Qian Duoduo suddenly understood that people had been buried. It seems that the Taoists are doing the last Dharma.

"Grandma, I just want to see my mother's grave and worship. Take me."

Lu Yufen nodded.

So Tang Wenxiu helped prepare some incense and paper money. A group of people followed Qian Duoduo, Qian Zhenkun, Lu Yufen and others to the Cemetery outside.

The cemetery is not far from the Chiang family, just in the Chiang family's responsibility area, on a small hillside, a few minutes away.

As soon as they left, the Taoist priest in the family continued to blow and spend the dead.

A wronged soul, how can they transcend.

On an open space in the cemetery, two graves stand.

A grave is covered with dense and deep weeds, and a grave is new.

There is no doubt that laofen belongs to Jiang Xiaoyun, Qian Duoduo's mother.

Inside the new grave is the poor girl Jiang Miaomiao.

Seeing the new tomb, I imagined that my cousin, who had not yet been masked, was lying there coldly. Qian Duoduo couldn't help but feel sour in his heart and his eyes were full of tears.

Sophomore year, that is, about the same age as Qian Zhimin.

It is the best years of life!

Lu Yufen and Tang Wenxiu began to cry softly again.

Qian Zhenkun helped Lu Yufen and Zhu Fengxian helped Tang Wenxiu. They were silent and had a heavy heart.

The new tomb was worshipped. Qian Duoduo was very pious. He lit incense and candles, inserted them in front of the new tomb, tore some paper money, squatted on the ground, slowly burned it, and looked at the pengpeng jumping flame. His heart was very heavy.

Qian Duoduo bent his legs, knelt on the ground and buried his head on the grave: "sister Miao, I came to see you..."

Suddenly, Qian Duoduo heard a strange sound inside the grave: Dong, Dong, Dong

What's going on?

Qian Duoduo lay on the ground and put his ears close to the ground. Yes, there is a thump sound in the ground. This sound is very subtle. Most people can't hear it at all, but it can't hide from his ears.

The middle-aged man and a group of local villagers were puzzled when they saw him lying on the ground and acting strangely.

This young man can't be too short of Yang, is he evil?

"Duoduo, what's the matter with you?" Qian Zhenkun ran forward and bent down to help his son up.

Qian Duoshu stood up, his eyes twinkled, and said excitedly, "Dad, there's something in the grave. Miao Miao may not be dead!"

Qian Zhenkun's eyes widened: "not dead? It's impossible!"

"Miao Miao is not dead?"

Lu Yufen and Tang Wenxiu also opened their eyes. They couldn't believe their ears.

"Grandma and aunt, I heard something in the ground. If there are no other small animals below, Miao Miao is probably not dead!" Qian Duoduo seemed very excited.

As soon as Qian Duoduo said that there was something moving under the ground, Qian Zhenkun and middle-aged men didn't believe it. They all fell on the grave and listened like Qian Duoduo. Unfortunately, they couldn't hear anything.

Qian Duoduo took off his clothes, spread his hands, and began to pick up the soil on the tomb. He flew up and down quickly, like two big shovels. In a moment, he picked up a big pit.

The people looked at him and were stunned.

Qian Zhenkun scolded, "Duoduo, what's your nerve? There's no sound in here! Stop, stop, you pick up the dead man's grave, which is a big taboo!"

The middle-aged man said, "Duoduo, it's impossible. Miao Miao is dead. We all saw it with our own eyes!"

"Yes, how can it be? There's no movement in it."

"We all saw the body with our own eyes."

"It's been buried for more than an hour. It's suffocating."

"Alas, Miao Miao is really guilty. They are all dead and have been picked up!"

Lu Yufen shouted hurriedly, "Duoduo, don't pick it up. Let Miao Miao go quietly!"

Tang Wenxiu also cried, "Duoduo, what are you doing? Stop!"

Qian Zhenkun wanted to pull his son's arm. Qian Duoduo pushed him away without stopping. Instead, he urged him: "Dad, go back and find some hoes and shovels. Do me a favor and help me. The longer the time, the more dangerous Miao Miao is!"

Qian Zhenkun pointed to his son and shouted, "Duoduo, you are really fooling around. Are you mad? You can do such things. The people inside are your sister!"

"Because it's my sister, I want to save her!"

Qian Duoduo continued to pick and scrape, and soon piled a pile of soil behind him.

There is little air below. If Miao Miao pretends to die, he will be really suffocated as soon as time delays!

Zhu Fengxian took Qian Zhenkun and said, "Zhenkun, just listen to Duoduo. After following Duoduo for so long, Duoduo has never done anything unreliable. I think we should believe him. If Miao Miao really didn't die, it wouldn't be good for everyone."

His wife opened her mouth. Qian Zhenkun felt very reasonable and nodded: "OK, OK, I'll go back to find tools."

Then he turned and ran back.

The middle-aged man also ran back.

Lu Yufen and Tang Wenxiu have no idea.

A few minutes later, Qian Zhenkun and the middle-aged man ran back with some tools.

At this point, the people held the idea of trying. Some took hoes, some took shovels, and helped Qian to dig away the soil on the grave.

There were many people and great strength. A few minutes later, the soil on the grave was removed and a dark coffin was exposed.

But the coffin was quiet and there was no sound.

Because just buried soon, the paint of the coffin was black and bright.