Chapter 312 Stop

"The children have no father or mother. What will they use to fight against the powerful and powerful in the future? It seems that this time, the girl's family will suffer from being dumb."

"There's nothing you can do if you suffer from being dumb. A child without a father and a mother is pitiful."

...

Gu Jiajia asked her eldest aunt to find two vans.

Tang Huai, Tang Li, Yang Jinghai, Liu Xiaoxiao and his wife took Liu Xiaoyu's body in a car.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, they took Zihan, Yuanyuan, Gu Jiajia, Li Dongli and others in a car.

They want to go back to Shuanglong Village and bury Liu Xiaoyu.

Two vans appeared in the village, very grandly.

The car, after entering the village, drove directly towards Liu Xiao's house.

Seeing the car driving towards Liu Xiaoxiao's house, the villagers couldn't help but make irresponsible remarks.

"It must be Tang Huai or Zhang Xiaojun and his wife who have come back. They are very impressive now, and they have cars to pick them up when they go back to the village."

"Are Zhang Xiaojun and his wife stupid? Tang Huai was taken care of by a man, and they are still so close to Tang Huai. Aren't they afraid that Tang Huai will bring their daughter into trouble?"

"What do you know? Some people are so cheap. As long as they have money, it doesn't matter if they are taken care of. I think everyone has gone down the cheap road of Tang Huai."

...

The car stopped at the gate of Liu Xiaoxiao's house.

Neighbors all came to watch the excitement.

Seeing a group of people getting out of the car, they were very curious. What are Tang Huai and the others doing back to the village this time?

Until seeing Zhang Xiaojun getting off the car with Liu Xiaoyu in his arms, the villagers were stunned.

Zhang Xiaojun hugs Liu Xiaoyu, his wife is not jealous, what's going on?

Seeing that their expressions are not right, looking at their dead-like expressions, could it be that Liu Xiaoyu...

Everyone in the village knew that Liu Xiaoyu was ill. With such an illness, he would die, sooner or later.

But I didn't expect it to be so fast. I saw Liu Xiaoyu come back to worship Tang Youxin on Qingming Festival. At that time, she looked pretty good and she was energetic. I didn't expect to die so soon.

The villagers felt that Liu Xiaoyu died so soon, it was a cheap life, a good death!

Her daughter was taken care of by a man, she was immoral, shameful, if it was revealed that she was from Shuanglong Village, the whole Shuanglong Village would be ashamed.

Zhang Xiaojun quickly carried Liu Xiaoyu back to the hut where Tang Huai was already living.

After putting Liu Xiaoyu on the bed, Zhang Xiaojun said to Tang Huai, "I'm going to prepare for the burial."

Because when Tang Youxin left, he didn't raise the funeral ceremony, so he carried it to bury him like this.

Now, Tang Huai wants to hold a funeral for Liu Xiaoyu, so that Liu Xiaoyu will have a better time.

In this life, she has lived too hard. I wanted her to live a good life, but I didn't expect——

Tang Huai knew that Liu Xiaoyu and Tang Youxin had feelings for each other, and Tang Youxin would occasionally scold her for being unlucky and unable to have a son.

But their relationship is deep.

Tang Huai wants Liu Xiaoyu to be buried with Tang Youxin, whether it is hell or heaven, they can be together.

Zhang Xiaojun and Liu Xiaoxiao went to prepare for the burial, and the husband and wife rode bicycles to divide the work.

One went to the town to buy a coffin, and the other went to find someone to dig a cemetery.

Tang Huai and Tang Li stood silently beside the bed, looking at Liu Xiaoyu's pale face.

Tang Huai helped Liu Xiaoyu change into a set of clean clothes, and put a scarf around her neck to cover the wound.

Her hair is neatly combed, Liu Xiaoyu like this looks like a woman sleeping peacefully.

Yes, since then, she has slept peacefully and will never wake up.

Gu Jiajia, Yang Jinghai, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were all watching in the house, the atmosphere was dignified and sad.

Even Zihan felt something, she was lying in Zhangfu's arms, looking listless.

A few of the villagers who came to watch the excitement came in boldly. Seeing Tang Huai and the others standing guard in front of the bed, and Liu Xiaoyu lying motionless on the bed, they were even more sure that Liu Xiaoyu was dead.

As a result, the news of Liu Xiaoyu's death quickly spread throughout Shuanglong Village like a blowing wind.

Except for Jing Hong's family, no one was shocked or sad by Liu Xiaoyu's death, and some even gloated about it.

The happiest person is none other than Peng Jiayao.

When she heard the news of Liu Xiaoyu's death, she laughed heartily and was in a good mood. She ate three bowls of rice in one go.

Tang Peijun's heart was a little heavy. After all, Liu Xiaoyu is his daughter-in-law...

the next day.

Zhang Xiaojun and Liu Xiaoxiao's cousin went to dig the graveyard after getting the time from the Feng Shui master.

Not long after digging, Peng Jiayao came to the scene aggressively with her daughter-in-law.

Peng Jiayao stopped Zhang Xiaojun from digging the cemetery: "This mountain belongs to me! Liu Xiaoyu has already severed ties with my family. She is no longer my daughter-in-law. Why should I let her be buried in my mountain?"

"That's right!" Peng Jiayao's second daughter-in-law, Su Linfang, also tried her best to stop her: "If cats and dogs die, they will be buried in my house. Can I still have my mountain? They were the ones who wanted to sever ties with us in a passion. Now they are dead. Do you want to come back and occupy our mountain land? When you go to the county town to eat and drink spicy food, why don’t you want to enjoy a little with us?”

Peng Jiayao: "I want to use this mountain to plant pine trees. Liu Xiaoyu must not be buried here! She is no longer my daughter-in-law. She can be buried wherever she likes!"

Zhang Xiaojun was very angry, pointed at Peng Jiayao and scolded: "If you do this, you won't be afraid that your son will come back to look for you in the middle of the night?"

"I can't wait! If he dares to come back, I will fight with him to see the good wife he married and the good daughter he gave birth to!" Peng Jiayao crossed his face and looked fierce like a tigress, refusing to let him die. Zhang Xiaojun digs a grave.

It was also impossible for Zhang Xiaojun to have a conflict with Peng Jiayao and knock down these two annoying women. He had no choice but to take his cousin and run home to tell Tang Huai about it.

When Liu Xiaoyu died, Tang Huai did not report the funeral to relatives and friends, because the relatives on her husband's side did not recognize Liu Xiaoyu. As for the relatives of Liu Xiaoyu's natal family, Liu Xiaoyu hasn't seen each other for many years.

As for the villagers, Liu Xiaoyu's mother and daughter are very repulsed now. The only ones attending the funeral are Gu Jiajia, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, Yang Jinghai and Liu Xiaoxiao's family.

After hearing Zhang Xiaojun's words, they were very angry.

Tang Huai was so angry that he clenched his fists. The burial was about to take place in the afternoon. Peng Jiayao and Su Linfang stopped the digging of the grave. Damn it!

Tang Huai gritted his teeth fiercely, then ran to the cemetery.

As soon as he ran out of the village, he saw Peng Jiayao and Su Linfang coming back.

Seeing Tang Huai running out of breath, the Peng family's eyes flashed with pride.

Peng Jiayao came forward, coughed a few times, and looked at Tang Huai with a dominatrix look: "Except for your father, your whole family is not my family anymore. Your mother cannot be buried in my mountain!"

"Tang Huai, it's not good for you to do this. You are not our relatives. Why did you bury the dead in my house without saying a word?" Su Linfang came forward, gloating: "You all move outside Well, if people die outside, just leave them outside, and bring them back to the village, it’s really bad luck.”

Tang Huai looked at Peng Jiayao coldly: "I want to buy that cemetery."

"Okay, I want 100,000, and I won't lose a cent." Peng Jiayao now has no Tang Zhixuan, and she no longer loves money as much as before.

So, the lion said, it would be great if Tang Huai could give one hundred thousand, otherwise Liu Xiaoyu would never want to be buried.