Wanghai County, Changping Village.

Seeing that the coffin was not leaving, the twelve coffin bearers froze in place, with strange expressions on their faces.

Everyone was surprised.

Yang Huaming came up and asked them: "What's going on? Why don't you guys leave?"

One of the coffin bearers told Yang Huaming: "Uncle Yang, it's too heavy. I can't lift my feet!"

"Ah?" Yang Huaming looked at the feet of the man who spoke with some confusion.

"How can you not lift your feet? There is nothing on your feet?"

Another coffin bearer next to him also said to Yang Huaming with a grimace: "Me too, I feel like I have a thousand pounds on my shoulders!"

Weighing a thousand pounds?

Yang Huaming glanced at the shoulder of the person who spoke again, there was nothing there!

Yang Yongqing was also asking another person at this time, "One of them said that his feet were too heavy to lift, and the other said that there was a thousand kilograms of weight on his shoulders. What about you? What's your situation? Don't tell me that you didn't eat in the morning and you can't lift it up.

Use your strength!"

Yang Yongqing said this deliberately because he was unhappy. At dawn, the female relatives at home cooked another meal, specially for the Taoist priest team and the twelve coffin bearers in the morning.

Then, the person Yang Yongqing asked also said with a grimace, "I just suddenly felt that the coffin became heavier, as if what I was carrying was not a coffin, but a mountain!"

"Fart, you just want to add money temporarily, don't you?" Yang Yongqing immediately became furious.

The twelve so-called hard-nosed people in the village formed a coffin-carrying team, led by the leader, and villages from ten miles away took on this kind of work.

According to the going rate, the coffin is carried once and the host provides three meals. In addition, each person pays 500 cents.

Each person adds two pounds of pork belly, a jar of soju, and a pack of tobacco leaves.

Please note that those who can afford such a team will have no shortage of money at home.

If the family is poorer, then instead of inviting a team of twelve people, we can invite a team of twelve people, or a team of eight people.

Lao Yang's family went to invite them this time. As a result, their price was not 500 cash per person, but raised to 800 cash per person!

As for the reason, the other party also gave it straightforwardly.

Because Yang Yongxian is different from other deceased people. He committed a heinous crime and was beheaded by officials. It is the most unlucky thing to raise such a deceased person.

They said that they were using their own fortune to support Yang Yongxian, so they had to add more money.

The old Yang family recognized it.

As long as Yang Yongxian can be safely brought up the mountain for burial, that will be all.

Yang Huazhong and his brothers didn't take it seriously. Anyway, the old Yang family didn't need more than one tael of silver.

However, Yang Yongqing is angry!

So when I saw that they were about to leave and they started making a fuss, I got angry and said it outright.

"Eight hundred coins per person is enough. If you are willing to carry it, please carry it away for me!"

"If you don't want to carry it, then put the coffin down and return the money to me. If you are missing a penny, don't blame me for breaking your legs!"

"Yongqing, what are you talking about? Stop being a bastard!"

Lao Yang shouted angrily.

The old man was helped by brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou to the coffin. He endured the discomfort caused by the smell and calmly asked the coffin bearer.

"Baxi, what's going on? Why don't you leave?"

Baxi and the others were still carrying wooden pillars on their shoulders, and the coffin was hanging on the ground, not touching the ground.

Baxi said with a face full of embarrassment: "Old man, it's not like these brothers are just sitting on the ground and raising the price just to make a mistake at the last minute."

"As for wages, we have agreed upon it between you and me before starting work. Once we have agreed, we will not change it. It is impossible to give up your choice and ask for more money when work is impossible. That is unscrupulous and will also shorten your life..."

"Baxi, my young boy has a bad temper. He said nonsense, so don't argue with him!" Old Yangtou apologized to Baxi and the others on behalf of Yang Yongqing.

"What is that? What is the situation?"

Baxi turned to look at the coffin behind him, frowned, and said in a low voice with a solemn expression: "Old man, you are an old man. There are some things that I won't say, but you should understand."

Understand?

What do you know?

Old Yangtou would be eighty soon, but he looked at a loss!

As for brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou, they all looked at each other in confusion.

Mrs. Tan pointed at Cao's eighth sister, Zhao Liu'er and the other grandsons-in-law, and cursed: "It's probably because these people don't know how to cry in mourning. They have offended Yongxian, and Yongxian is not happy to leave!"

Not happy to leave?

It would have been better not to say this, but as soon as he said it, Cao Bamei, Zhao Liuer and others were so frightened that they all turned pale, and they all stepped back, fearing that they would be taken away by something invisible.

Tan was so angry that he stamped his feet again.

At this time, the crowd of people watching were whispering about this matter.

"I'm afraid you left something behind and haven't taken it with you yet?"

"No way, everything is piled at the door to be burned, and some of it is taken to the mountains to be burned. The house where he lived has been vacated!"

"Please help me, is there anyone missing? Where is Liao Meiying?"

"Liao Meiying is not here!"

"Hurry up and call Liao Meiying. Maybe this is the last time we see Liao Meiying?"

Amid the divergent opinions, Liao Meiying actually emerged from the crowd.

Zhen'er and Zhang Youfu stayed here to work, and Liao Meiying must have been unable to sleep at home, so she followed them here, but she heard these sounds as soon as she arrived.

Tan shouted to Liao Meiying: "Come here quickly and say a few words to Yongxian, otherwise he won't leave!"

Liao Meiying's face was full of horror, but she was still pushed to the coffin.

"Yongxian, you can go in peace, Zhen'er, Zhen'er, I will pull him up!"

After Liao Meiying said these words, Lao Yangtou quickly told Baxi and the others: "Get up, get up quickly!"

However, Baxi and the twelve strong men worked hard together and could barely take two or three steps. Before the hearts of everyone around them dropped from their throats, they stopped again.

Baxi turned to Old Yang and shook his head: "Old man, no, I still can't walk!"

"Isn't it Liao Meiying who is waiting? Did we guess wrong? So what exactly is going on?"

"Burn some paper money for him next to the coffin and send him away!"

"That's right, burn paper money."

Yang Yongjin searched around and found that the earthen basin used to burn paper money had long been thrown away by Zhen'er, a filial son. Now, there was no place to burn it.

"Quickly, find another earthen basin to burn paper money!" Old Yangtou ordered.

The clay basin was found again.

I bought it temporarily from a family near the mourning hall.

The earthen basin was broken and leaked, so it was just left in the doorway.

A useless earthenware pot, the kind that farmers would find ugly when they use it to grow flowers and vegetables, but they haven’t had time to throw it away yet.

But now it is being used by Lao Yang’s family for this purpose, so no one can give it away for free. This is unlucky!

Therefore, Yang Yongjin gritted his teeth and took out the sixty-six cents.

Then he brought the earthen basin over, and then he grabbed a lot of paper money and put it in it to burn!
Chapter completed!