NABC Chapter 227 This life is the first time 1--Death
Chapter 227 This life is the first time 1--Death
It was already ten o'clock when I rode back from the train station. Xiuxiu was riding very fast, and she felt very upset. She had missed work after a messy morning. Uncle Dayou was supposed to have a summary meeting today.
Last night, Uncle Dayou called several commended key members of the village and several like-minded old comrades to his home for a drink. Feng Laogen was among them. He drank until ten o'clock at night before going home.
Feng Laogen has always taken good care of himself. He drinks wine little by little, unlike those people who drink as soon as they drink, so he is still very clear-headed when he gets home at night.
He told Xiuxiu about the situation and said that everyone was happy because of the development of the village and drank too much, especially Wang Dayou, who drank cup after cup and was in a particularly high mood.
Xiuxiu thought that Uncle You was so happy last night, but today she skipped work, which just disturbed their interest, and she would definitely be criticized by Uncle You in a while.
She thought about it and knew how Uncle Dayou would criticize her. He would definitely say:
"You kid, if you are going to be transferred, you have to stand on the last guard and lead the newcomers. Our Xiaoxi Village is pointing at you young people. No matter where you go, you have to stick to my Xiaoxi Village. I have to keep the development of Xiaoxi Village in mind..."
Xiuxiu thought that if she told Uncle Dayou that Feng Yingying had gone south to work, Uncle Dayou would definitely praise Yingying for her bravery, because Uncle Dayou and her father were the elders who supported the young people in the village the most.
But how should I tell my father about this? Xiuxiu was a little hesitant. Ever since the family incident happened, she couldn't guess her father's attitude towards Yingying and Dachuan.
Thinking about it all the way, Xiuxiu quickly rode into the village. When she just turned to the door of her house, she saw Yu Hai through the courtyard gate.
Yang knelt at Feng Laogen's feet, and Feng Laogen staggered and slowly sat on the steps, holding on to the window sill.
It’s not a good sign to kneel down when you meet someone!
Xiuxiu's heart tightened. When she saw her father again, his face turned pale and he looked frightened. She quickly put the car away and ran over to help her father: "Dad! What's wrong?"
My father's body was actually shaking! His lips were trembling, but he couldn't speak!
Xiuxiu turned her head anxiously and looked at Yu Haiyang who was kneeling on the ground: "What happened?"
Yu Haiyang's face was filled with tears, and he was trembling when he spoke: "The village chief... is gone..."
Xiuxiu was shocked at first, but quickly calmed down. She thought it was impossible, so she asked, "Where did Uncle Dayou go?"
The sadness on Yu Haiyang's face was real. He held back a breath and said tremblingly: "He is gone!" After saying this, he started to cry.
Xiuxiu was stagnant for a moment, as if time had stopped, and then there was a feeling of fear and sorrow like the earth was falling apart!
She moved her steps, unable to believe what Yu Haiyang said, and said with a trembling voice: "What are you talking about? Impossible! Uncle Dayou was fine yesterday! How could he be gone?"
Yu Haiyang sobbed for a while, calmed down, and explained the situation while wiping his tears: "Uncle Dayou didn't come to the village committee all morning. Didn't we agree that we would have a meeting today? If no one comes, I will go. Look for it at home!”
"Wang Yan leaves early for work every morning, and the door is locked. I see Uncle Dayou lying on the bed, and no matter how hard I knock on the window, there is no response. I get anxious and open the door and go in..."
At this point, Yu Haiyang cried again, and managed to finish the rest of his words through tears and snot: "I couldn't wake him up... so I touched him."
His hands...are cold...and his breathing...is gone..."
Having said this, Feng Laogen regained consciousness. He leaned back and looked at the high blue sky in early autumn. He raised his arms and shouted: "Dayou! Wang Dayou! Old brother..."
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Xiuxiu didn't know what kind of mood she was in when she helped her father arrive at Wang Yan's house. She saw Uncle Dayou lying on the bed. His face was pale, but his expression was gentle, and the corners of his mouth were even slightly raised. .
My father knelt beside the bed and couldn't cry anymore. He was arranging his brother's clothes with trembling hands and murmuring: "You unworthy old thing... When life gets better, you should cherish yourself... Can you bear to leave my little brother alone..."
Yu Haiyang only notified a few people in the village committee and has not made any announcement yet.
The doctor from the village clinic arrived soon after. After a few examinations, he shook his head. He couldn't be sent to the hospital. He must have left in the middle of the night. Judging from his face, he felt no pain when he left.
It must be that he drank too much last night and was emotionally excited. Maybe his blood pressure suddenly shot up and he passed away.
Everyone in the room knelt down and cried. After crying for a while, Yu Haiyang asked Feng Laogen to make an idea about what to do next.
Feng Laogen was so heartbroken that he couldn't stand up. He pointed with his fingers and asked the arranger to go to the town to find Wang Yan first to come back and contact him for funeral arrangements.
Considering that the third master has always been in charge of funeral affairs in the village, but this is Uncle Dayou's funeral, I am afraid that the third master will not be able to bear the news when he is old, so he does not tell the third master yet and lets Xiuxiu go to Zhao Xiaosheng. There is a particularly broad path in this regard.
Xiu Xiu rides a bike all the way
Lu Che cried as he arrived at the Hongcun Village Committee. Zhao Xiaosheng had just organized everyone to break up the meeting. The office of the Hongcun Village Committee was in a temporary greenhouse, and the small building built on the original site was already halfway through the construction.
When Xiuxiu saw Zhao Xiaosheng outside the greenhouse, she knelt down, grabbed her brother's trouser legs and cried heartbrokenly.
Zhao Xiaosheng had a lot of experience and could tell at a glance that something serious was going on. However, he was reluctant to let his sister do such a thing, so he did not listen to the funeral sermons while kneeling as usual.
He picked up Xiuxiu and hugged her, and asked with red eyes: "What's wrong, Xiu'er? Whose funeral are you paying for..." He burst into tears before saying the words "Whose funeral?" .
Zhao Xiaosheng thought that Xiu Xiu was not an outsider, but Uncle Feng. Nine out of ten accidents in life would happen, and he, an experienced man, could handle it.
Unexpectedly, Xiuxiu sobbed for a long time and finally managed to speak. What she said was: "Uncle Dayou...Uncle Dayou is gone...Brother...Uncle Dayou is gone..."
Those generous older generations, no one can survive without them! Zhao Xiaosheng's teeth were clenching and he couldn't speak. It took him a long time to calm down.
He hugged Xiuxiu, patted her back gently, and said in a calm tone: "Take a deep breath, calm down, brother is here, don't be afraid! What is going on, tell me slowly!"
Her brother's big hands were gentle and steady, and Xiuxiu was quickly comforted, and even her rationality became clear. She wiped the tears on her face and explained the whole story with choked sobs.
Zhao Xiaosheng immediately asked the people around him to start contacting people according to the village's normal practice, and then followed Xiuxiu to Xiaoxi Village.
Wang Yan was also brought back. The whole yard was wailing and her cries shocked the neighbors. Soon everyone in the village knew
After all, no one could accept this fact, especially the third master. After knowing it, he ran all the way over and fainted directly beside Wang Dayou's bed.
Zhao Xiaosheng took over all arrangements for the funeral. Uncle Dayou's two daughters and son-in-law arrived in the afternoon, and it was the eldest son-in-law who had the idea. Wang Yan fainted from crying several times, and Xiuxiu was always with her to take care of her. The entire Xiaoxi Village All shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness.