Chapter 207 The bitter melon on earth

Li Huimei held her cell phone and saw that Wang Xianhua sent a video during a group chat with the Jinhua sisters.

In the video, Fugen's son was lying motionless on the ground, and there were ambulances beside him. There were many people around him. The man who was filming the video said:

"Hey, who is this family? Alas, this guy is not good."

The video was noisy and they were watching around the man.

Yunxi and his father watched the video on their phone. The man lying on the ground was motionless and did not bleed. He should have fainted when he looked.

Then Wang Xianhua sent a voice message and said:

"Sisters, please see if this man is the son of Old Man Fugen."

Then the sisters below were in a furious situation and replied:

"See it, I saw it, hey, poor old man Fugen, there is no more old man."

"Please pick up the hemp rope and break it."

"Fugen has a hard time living this. He finally got his son up, so I don't know why he lost it."

Fugen stood there and said:

"No, I'll come to find Yunxi."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fugen asked his son to stay at home for one day. Mr. Fugen should have his own ideas.

"Yeah, when will the seat be there?"

Early in the morning, people who went to make milk pushed around and said:

When Yin Ping said this, Yun Xi instantly understood.

"I said that he fell out of the factory and it has nothing to do with the factory. The 100,000 yuan was the 100,000 yuan the leader of the factory knew that his family was not in good condition, so he gave him 100,000 yuan."

"Hey, he just left the factory gate after get off work, and he rode an electric bike and hit the pillar at the entrance of the field, and it disappeared."

"Just like when I was burning a big mat for Guilan's man, I asked people to send him more. When I was alive, I had no glory for a day. When I left, I had to let my son leave with glory, and at least be a human being."

"I'll go too. I'll send the milk back first, call my old guy to see what I can do."

Yunxi asked.

"I heard that it disappeared on the spot. At that time, the hospital went to CPR, but it was still unrescued."

"Only one hundred thousand? I don't have a person in the factory, so I'll just send Uncle Fugen to 100 thousand?"

After Yunxi entered the yard, Yin Ping saw Yunxi and said:

"I heard from Uncle Gen that he would be buried before 8 o'clock in the morning. He didn't want to stay at home for a long time, and he felt uncomfortable."

Li Huimei looked at the door of the yard, and was standing with the old man Fugen, and she knew that she was probably looking for her daughter to burn a big mat. The story of his son's death last night had spread.

"Well, okay, I'll go back with you and discuss the grocery shopping with Uncle Yin Ping."

"Master, you said."

Only this son was left, and he left in a hurry.

Fugen is a well-known good man in the village. He lost his son in his old age, which makes people feel heartbroken when he hears it. Everyone wants to help him, and he has no relatives to rely on.

Paused for a while and said:

When Yunxi arrived at Fugen's house, the mourning hall in the yard had been built, and there were also funeral music from the funeral team playing, which made the whole atmosphere very depressing.

"The village chief took the money?"

Yunxi answered Fugen's words and said:

"Well, okay, I'll go there later and buy the food."

"Well, when I came, I met a lot of people on the way. I told them to ask you to cook a big mat. The villagers all told me to help me. Yin Ping was responsible for buying vegetables and renting pots."

"This tidal root is really pitiful. When he was young, his wife was less than forty years old, and he left two children. When his first son was just over 20 years old, he saved three children trapped in the swamp in the river beach and swamp outside the village. Unfortunately, he didn't come up by himself and died by the swamp. When he was pulled out of the ground, his body was stiff."

"Uncle Gen, come in."

Maybe he was too sad and had no physical strength. He was holding a crutch in his hand to support himself to stand. At this time, the funeral root could not fall down.

While working, the two aunts were busy in the kitchen, and there were other helpers in the yard, so they all got together to chat:

The two aunts had never done the work of helping the kitchen, so they couldn't find a way. Under Yunxi's arrangement, the two aunts were also good at work. They scrubbed furniture and set up the kitchen table and got started quickly.

The next morning, the village spread completely.

"Don't argue, listen to others."

Li Huimei said as she walked towards the door.

"Oh, let's order the dishes first."

"This morning, the leader of his son's field came to his house and came to express his condolences and gave him a 100,000 burial fee."

"I heard that in the morning, our village chief asked the brigade to raise five thousand people. When he came to give it to him, Mr. Fugen did not ask for it, saying that the factory gave him 100,000 yuan in burial fee."

Yunxi said:

Yunxi didn't even look at the mourning hall, and he couldn't bear it. Life was right to say tenacious, but when it was fragile, people had no intention of being prepared at all.

Yunxi knew that Fugen was the only one left, and he had no relatives, and he didn't know who was arranged to do the idle business. There was always someone responsible for the miscellaneous matters such as buying vegetables. Fugen is in his seventies, so how could he be busy alone?

"I heard that I've been back."

According to the current table count, after ordering the dishes, Yin Ping went to buy vegetables.

"Fugen is also an honest man, and he didn't call the police. He pushed his son back by himself in a flatbed car."

"Fugen's son died at the entrance of the factory. I don't know if the factory is in charge."

Li Huimei came out of the yard and said:

Li Huimei chatted with her sisters and talked about the pain of the old man Fugen.

"I heard that Uncle Fugen's son died of a sudden heart attack."

Li Huimei next to her had red eyes and tears.

Now that he talks about this, tears keep flowing, and the next is the day when he lives alone. When he calls out his son, no one will come to answer him again. The only family member who depends on each other is like this, leaving without leaving a word.

"Hey, I'll go back and clean up later and go and help."

"Are you stupid? Uncle Fugen can take good care of his old age even if he has money, even if he goes to a nursing home."

Yunxi was also surprised. Why was it so early? It usually takes three days, or more, and there are six days left. The deceased stayed at home for at least two nights before being buried.

The neighbors went to their homes to help, clean the yard and build a mourning hall.

"What can I do? Uncle Fugen is alone, he is old. What's the use of asking for so much money? His son is gone, what can money do?"

"After the hospital finished the examination, it was a heart attack."

Fugen is not at home and is looking for help again.

"If it were me, I would definitely go to find them. I would like to spend this hundred thousand, but I have no way to do it."

Yunxi also went out with his mother, looking at the funeral root at the door, her old face was full of wrinkles, her back was curled up, and her cheeks were so thin that she was only supported by bones. Standing there, she felt that the wind blew hard, the old man in front of her could be blown down.

"Yunxi, here we come. Uncle Gen just said that I had ordered the dishes for the cooking mat. Let's order the dishes and I'll buy them."

Fu Gen remembered that she and her son had lived with each other for so long. Although they were together, although they were poor, they had their sons to accompany them.

Yin Ping's money for buying vegetables was given by Fugen, and there was not much, so after choosing vegetables, Yin Ping had to discuss with Yunxi.

Although Fugen's furniture is very old, it is cleaned very clean. The floor in the house is paved with gray bricks, which is cleaned very clean.

Fu Gen said choked, tears kept falling, and sucked her nose constantly, wiping her tears with her sleeves, crying very sadly.

Uncle Fugen was holding a lot of cigarettes and white envelopes of hard-earned money. I hope everyone can help him bury his son, and the helper he was looking for was carrying the coffin.

Fu Gen said this, and Yun Xi also understood that the old man wanted to send his son away so that everyone could help him send his son. The person who was in funeral also showed that he had a good reputation in his life before his death.

"I have to discuss this with you. Uncle Gen has never held any seats. The money may be a little compact."

Yunxi's house heard a knock on the door.

"That's all the past, stop talking about it. He's such a pitiful person."

Fugen said:

"It's pitiful. Now he's old, he still has to hold a funeral for this young son. The two children are gone, how can he survive?"

In the village, my parents called my uncle and my children called me my grandfather.

Yin Ping smoked and said:

"How do you know?"

Yunxi was in the yard, looking at the two aunts who were helping the kitchen, and they were also the aunts next door, so they took the initiative to help.

Yunxi walked over and looked at Fugen and said:

"Well, then that's not the case."
To be continued...