Chapter 2014 Trash Should Not Be Commemorated

Although Yun Jian quietly walked towards the mouse that had been stabbed in the vital part by the bowl piece, the words sounded like they were speaking to the mouse.

But everyone present looked stunned.

Especially Chen Yilan, she was frightened by Yun Jiangang's hand, and her face was pale at the moment.

If outsiders can't hear it, then how can Chen Yilan, who is himself, not be able to hear Yun Jian's words, which are more like speaking to her?

What's more, how can a girl who is only eighteen years old possess such terrifying skills?

The bowl that just flew out flew across her neck without any deviation, and the pieces of the bowl that fell on the ground flew out and hit the deadly point of the passing mouse, killing the mouse.

Is all of this a coincidence or...

At this moment, not only Chen Yilan, Hong Junhua who had just pretended to be foreign in front of Yun Jian, and Hong Taishan who was quite proud of his small achievements in his career, but also everyone standing around were startled in shock.

"Oh, oh, it's unlucky! It's unlucky! Get out of this mouse that is stealing food!" The old woman, who had just believed in superstition, rushed over to clean up the mouse's body.

While talking, the old woman clasped her hands together, bowing to the left and bowing to the right, for fear of being entangled by some dirty thing.

After a while, the mouse's body was cleaned up.

"Xiao Jian, sit down quickly!" Seeing this, Qin Yirou quickly waved to Yun Jian.

Yun Jian didn't make things difficult for Qin Yirou, she returned to her seat and didn't make a sound.

Perhaps Yun Jian's actions just now were too shocking, Chen Yilan seemed to be so angry with Yun Jian, and kept saying "this woman scolded my daughter haha, what is it", and finally stopped.

Yun Jian sat back on the bench at the same table, and could feel Chen Yilan staring at her unconvinced.

After breakfast, the group got busy with Lu Lanhua's funeral.

In fact, Lu Lanhua's patriarchy is deeply disgusting.

Perhaps the only convincing thing Lu Lanhua did was to block that knife and sacrifice her life for Yun Gang and her son.

This is easy to say, but how many mothers can do this?

In a crisis, he rushed forward without hesitation, just to save his own child.

"I'm going to make a sea bass dish at noon. There's not enough sea bass, and I can't arrange the table. Does anyone of you have a car, can you help me buy a few sea bass in Longmen City? I have to hurry, and I have to wash the dishes later. Otherwise, it will be late for lunch!"

At this moment, an old aunt wearing a scarf came out of the cafeteria. She wiped the back of her hand on the scarf she was wearing, and then made a sound.

When an old man in the countryside dies, the old aunts of the neighbors who have a good relationship with the deceased will come to help.

Because someone passed away, he had to make a whole day of good food for outsiders to eat.

This is folklore.

The relatives and friends of the old man who passed away followed the Taoist rituals and mourned for the old man by beating gongs and drums. When the most auspicious time for sending the old man up the mountain was determined, they would beat the gongs and drums and send the old man up the mountain with flower baskets and wreaths.

It was the first time for Yun Jian to experience this, and she didn't understand anything.

The old aunt yelled twice, but no one answered.

Most people don't have a car at home.

In 2002, it was completely different from 1998. There were many more people who could afford cars in this era than in 1998.

But if you go to Longmen City, you don’t need gas, do you?

All the people around who had cars at home didn't respond.

As long as they are not called, they will not volunteer to do good deeds.

Seeing this, Chen Yilan who was standing next to her gave Yun Jian a hard look, and she just wanted to show off her sports car in front of everyone.

So Chen Yilan dragged her daughter Hong Junhua to walk beside Yun Jian, wanting to recommend herself.

But when he walked past Yun Jian, he heard Yun Yi's questioning voice to Yun Jian:

"Xiaojian, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yun Jian staring around, Yun Yi didn't say a word, although he was saddened by Lu Lanhua's death, he still came over and asked worriedly.

He knew that his sister was not used to such occasions.

After all, she didn't grow up in this kind of place.

Nor is it the younger sister he grew up with.

Chen Yilan and Hong Junhua paused when they heard this, but Yun Jian over there pursed her lips, her expression was a little sad, she seemed to be feeling emotional, but also seemed to be ironic.

She only said it to Yun Yi, but Chen Yilan and the others listened to her:

"In my world, when a person dies, there is no such thing as a burial. The death of the weak is doomed to leave no bones. Waste should not be commemorated."

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