Ying Qiao rushed to Jiang Qing's doorstep and saw that the door was open. He probably knew that he was coming and opened it specially.

In the living room, Jiang Qing was packing her suitcase, and putting a suitcase for the things from the silhouette and the peppercorns, and even a flatbed.

When he turned around, he happened to see Ying Qiao at the door, and he called out, "Are you here? Do you want to take a rest first?"

Ying Qiao wanted to go back and clean up himself at this time, for fear that he would notice that he was sloppy and would not have the intention to sit more. He just said vaguely: "No need, you have to get up early tomorrow. I will take them over and you can rest early."

Hearing this, Jiang Qing handed the suitcase to Jiaotu, while Yan Zi squatted on the suitcase consciously.

"This week, I have to work in the countryside, so I'll ask you to take care of them for the time being," Jiang Qing explained his two younger brothers' preferences and instructed Ying Qiao in particular: "Don't let them play games for too long, up to four hours a day."

He also said to Feng Jianjiaotu: "I will go to see you when I rest, don't make trouble for Ying Qiao."

Both brothers agreed well.

Jiang Lvang finished his instructions with concern before handing over his younger brother to Ying Qiao.

Ying Qiao kept a distance from him carefully. When he saw that he had not noticed his sloppy description, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Jiang Lvang would notice after staying for a long time. After a few greetings at the door, he said goodbye to Jiang Lvang, picked up the sac with one hand, took the suitcase with the other and went downstairs.

Jiang Qing originally wanted to send them down, but Ying Qiao was slightly stopped.

*

After seeing off Ying Qiao and his younger brother, Jiang Luan put the things he would bring tomorrow into his bag and washed up early.

At half past five the next day, just as dawn, Jiang Qing got into Xue Meng's car and set out for Sanshui Village.

With the road map posted by Xiao Xiaoyu yesterday, their journey was much smoother and they did not take detours. They arrived at the entrance of the village about 8 o'clock.

Perhaps because of the cloudy day, Sanshui Village today looks a bit gloomy. There is a hunched black and thin man standing at the entrance of the village. When he saw their car, he waved his hand. Judging from his figure and clothes, he should be the village party secretary Huang Youtian.

Jiang Qing parked the car under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and Secretary Huang came up to meet him. When he saw Jiang Qing and Xue Meng, he was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hands and asked, "Why didn't the lesbians come yesterday?"

"We are her colleagues, and the leader arranged for us to take turns." Jiang Qing always felt that it was a bit strange when he asked Xiao Xiaoyu as soon as he came up, so she couldn't help but look at him more.

The man is dark and thin, one head shorter than him. I don’t know his specific age, but only looking at his face, he is probably in his fifties. His palms are wide and rough, and he looks like a farmer who is digging food in the field. Even his face also has the unique honesty of the farmer.

"That's it, please come in quickly. Yesterday, the two comrades helped us a lot and said they would solve our difficulties."

Secretary Huang seemed to have just mentioned it casually, and then did not ask more questions. He just warmly called them to go to their house to sit first, and asked them if they had breakfast, and asked their wife to cook some eggs for them.

Jiang Luan and Xue Meng ate bread on the way, so naturally they quickly refused and said that they had eaten it.

Sanshui Village is really poor to the naked eye, but they didn't eat breakfast, so they were embarrassed to ask the village party secretary to spend money to prepare breakfast for them.

Seeing that they were indeed not polite, Secretary Huang stopped persuading him and took them around the village first to get a rough idea of ​​the situation.

There are not many residents in Sanshui Village. Jiang Luan counted it and there were only more than 30 households, which were somewhat different from the forty-five households shown on the information. Many of the houses were vacant and no one lived in them.

Jiang Qing was puzzled and asked more: "Have all the owners of these empty rooms left the village?"

"Yes, we're all leaving." Secretary Huang looked at the vacant houses, and his face became more and more vicissitudes.

"Only we who were half of our bodies were left, staying in the village and waiting to die."

Xue Meng was close to his grandfather and couldn't hear the old man say these words the most. He hurriedly said: "Don't say these disheartening words. When the village is built and tap water is opened, life will be better."

Secretary Huang laughed, rubbed his rough palms and said, "Yes."

"We are here to give the lead to the comrades from the Poverty Alleviation Office. Let's first understand everyone's difficulties and ideas. When the comrades from the Poverty Alleviation Office come later, they will try their best to solve the difficulties for everyone..."

Xue Meng fully demonstrated his chatterbox character and obviously forgot his fear before coming. He talked to Secretary Huang with every word and I was so happy.

Jiang Luan followed them and glanced at the old houses.

Perhaps the weather was bad and the lights were not turned on, so the houses looked dark. Jiang Qing looked away and then went to see the family holding the funeral in front.

There was no one in the village because the villagers gathered in front of the house where the funeral was held.

At first glance, there are more men and few women, and most of them are middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, and there are only a handful of young people and children.

They were divided into two rows and stood on both sides of the main house gate. In the middle of the main hall was a black coffin. In front of the coffin, a middle-aged couple was kowtowing to the coffin.

The atmosphere is very solemn.

After kowtowing, the middle-aged couple supported each other and said in a trembling voice: "Get spirit!"

Four strong men waiting beside each other raised their coffins and went to the woods north of the village to bury them.

Jiang Luan and Xue Meng watched the ceremony. Xue Meng and Secretary Huang were already chatting with each other, and shouted at each other: "We still have burials in our village? Now the country advocates cremation and environmental protection."

Secretary Huang looked back at him after hearing this, and his turbid eyes didn't turn for a long time.

Xue Meng was a little uncomfortable when he saw him and laughed dryly.

Secretary Huang withdrew his gaze and laughed strangely: "This custom in the village has been popular for many years. If it is changed randomly, it will probably anger your ancestors and kill people."

Xue Meng knew that some villages were very taboo to cremation, so he stopped mentioning this and changed the topic to relieve the awkward and stiff atmosphere: "Yesterday, Xiaoyu said that the fat in Grandma Huang's field had not been finished yet, so let's continue to go down today. When the funeral is over in the afternoon, I will ask you to gather everyone together. We will conduct an investigation and mobilization of intentions for going out to work. After the number of applicants has been determined, we will contact the surrounding enterprises and factories to get a job for everyone."

Secretary Huang rubbed his hands and said, "Okay."

He said again: "The Huang Po’s family has finished cooking, so I don’t have to bother you anymore. It’s hard for you to travel far away, but you caught up with the village to hold a funeral. You will take a break in the morning. When everyone comes back in the afternoon, I will go and call someone for you."

As he said that, he led Jiang Lvang and Xue Meng to his house to sit down. Secretary Huang's wife brought two bowls of tea. The bowl was an open porcelain bowl that we usually eat. The black stems soaked in it should be relatively inferior tea stems. When I held it only, I smelled a bitter smell.

In order to show respect, the two of them took a few sips before putting down the bowl.

When Secretary Huang saw that they had drunk tea, he picked up the water hook beside him and said, "I have to go and see the cemetery. Let's take a break here first."

After saying that, he left, and his wife entered the back room again, and never said a word to the two of them from beginning to end.

As soon as the person left, the two of them were left in the house.

The weather is not good today, and there is still some sun when I go out, but it becomes completely cloudy when I arrive in the village. There are thick dark clouds above my head, which makes the sky look gray and dark.

Xue Meng sat down for a while and couldn't sit still. He whispered to Xiao Xiaoyu in the group, but always prompted that the message had failed, so he suggested: "Let's go outside and have a walk."

Jiang Qing nodded and went out with him, but stopped in front of an empty room and looked inside.

I don’t know how long it has been deserted for this kind of old house. The doors and windows are closed tightly, and I can only vaguely see it from half of the broken windows.

Xue Meng followed him and glanced in: "Hei Bulong Dong Freak is so terrible, what do you think of this?"

He has always been a big heart. Before he came, he muttered to bring peace talismans. When he entered the village, he had a chat with Secretary Huang, and he almost thought he was a villager.

Jiang Qing glanced at him and said, "Didn't you find something wrong with this room?"

"What's the problem?" Xue Meng stretched out his head and looked again, his expression gradually became frightened: "Is there a ghost inside?"

Jiang Qing:...

Turning Xue Meng's face to the window, Jiang Xun smiled and said, "Didn't you find that the furniture in these houses are all complete, and there are not a lot of them?"

If it weren't for the fact that there was a layer of ashes in the house, it wouldn't be like a barren house without a master.

Xue Meng took a closer look and said, "Yes."

He saw that there were even changing clothes on the bamboo bed, as if the owner had just left for a moment.

"But didn't Secretary Huang say that all these families have moved away?"

Jiang Xun looked at him expressionlessly: "You don't bring anything with you when you move?"

"And, he said he left, not moved away."

Chinese is profound and profound, and when people leave, they have many meanings.

Maybe it was moved away, or maybe it was...dead.

Xue Meng obviously understood what he meant, and he said at a loss: "Maybe the owner is going to come back in the future? Didn't he move the furniture?"

Jiang Qing shook her head: "As I walked along the way, I observed the vacant houses, and there were quite a lot of furniture inside."

One can be said to be a coincidence. If it is all like this, then there is obviously something wrong.

Xue Meng was a little confused: "But these are more than a dozen households, and there are only two people in the family, and there are more than twenty people, right? How could they all die?"

The information they obtained was the information counted last year. At that time, the data showed that there were still 45 households in the village. How could it be that more than a dozen households died in a year? This was so terrifying.

"Maybe the person died long ago but did not close the account, or maybe something happened in the village."

Jiang Qing looked very calm, and turned around and walked towards the woods to the north: "Go to the cemetery and have some clues."

Generally speaking, there are graves in the village. Judging from the direction the four men carried the coffin, the graves should be there. They were just blocked by a forest and could not be seen from the village.

Xue Meng felt a little unsure, but seeing Jiang Lvang's calm expression, he reluctantly calmed down and followed Jiang Lvang along.

The weeds in the village were very prosperous. They followed the traces of the weeds trampled by the villagers and approached the forest shortly after a while.

The forest is quite large, and it will take about ten minutes to pass through. After walking inside for a while, they vaguely saw a black building standing on the other end of the forest, about two or three stories high and cylindrical, and they couldn't tell what it was for.

The two of them were about to speed up and go to the front to take a look, but unexpectedly they bumped into Secretary Huang head-on.

Both sides were stunned when they looked at each other.

Secretary Huang's expression suddenly became ferocious: "Why are you here?!"

Xue Meng was frightened by his twisted expression and didn't answer for a moment. Secretary Huang seemed to be not the same person as him just now.

Jiang Xun stepped forward and said naturally: "It's too boring to stay in the house and the cell phone signal is not very good, so go to the woods to get some breath."

He seemed puzzled: "Can't we come here?"

Secretary Huang turned his eyes and looked at the two of them. After a long time, he said in a strange tone: "There is a cemetery in the village in the forest. Outsiders cannot enter because they are afraid of hitting their ancestors."

Jiang Qing said oh, pushed Xue Meng and said, "Sorry, we don't know. Then let's go back. Is the funeral over?"

Secretary Huang said gloomyly: "You two wait a little longer, and in another hour, they will all come back. I will call people over at that time."
Chapter completed!