In Xingyu Village, a group of women stood from a distance at the entrance of a yard, looking at the mourning hall with white cloth hanging inside, and the thin boy knelt on the ground, burning paper from time to time.

"It's really a miserable life. My father, mother, and brother have all left. Now there's only a sister-in-law who doesn't have a family left. This child is probably not alive for a long time."

"I think so, that girl Lin Qiao is so unkind. Her mother-in-law has been dead for two days and no one has been seen."

"Why don't you see anyone? I just saw her talking to Zhang Donghoupo yesterday."

"It's really not a thing. Tingfan's mother treats her well, so she didn't see her washing clothes."

"That's not right. If I want me to say that 80% of Lin Qiao's dead girl, you see, Tingfan will do it..."

"You wives are panicked and have nothing to do? Tell me, if you have time to talk about other people's gossip, why not go home and see if the porridge is cooked."

At this time, Lin Qiao's mother Li Guifen ran over in a hurry and shouted fiercely to the people at the door.

When the women left, she snorted.

Then he followed Lin Qiao's father Lin Han into the yard hurriedly.

Seeing that the boy's lips turned white, Li Guifen was shocked and worriedly said, "Tingfan, have you not eaten?"

After saying that, he hurried into the kitchen, and the stove was cold. It was obvious that he had not been able to open the stove for a long time.

Thinking of something, she sighed, then hurriedly ran out, and soon brought a bowl of rice, "Tingfan, let's cook for a while, and have a bite of rice first."

Seeing that he didn't answer, she anxiously said, "If you don't eat, how can you send your mother to bury? If your mother knows that you don't eat, she will definitely be uneasy to leave."

In the last sentence, the boy Song Tingfan raised his eyelids and said hoarsely: "Thank you aunt."

He took it and lowered his head and scattered it, but before he could eat it for a long time, he suddenly choked up.

Li Guifen's eyes turned red, and she squatted down and hugged his shoulders, "Tingfan, don't worry, aunts will take care of you."

Song Tingfan choked up a few times and then held it back. Lin Han, the big man, cried and turned his head and touched his tears.

After a while, Song Tingfan finished his meal and knelt down and continued to cook paper. Li Guifen gave Lin Han a look and signaled that he was here.

Then she left the yard and walked around the village for a long time before finding Lin Qiao. She saw that she was at the door of the Zhang family.

She was so angry that she came over and pulled her away.

Lin Qiao struggled, "Let me go!"

Li Guifen didn't say anything, and let her go after walking far away. Then she slapped her in the face and said in a desperate situation: "What are you doing! Your mother-in-law has passed away, what are you doing at the door of the Zhang family!"

"Will the Zhang family pity you? The Zhang family will only laugh at you! Will Zhang Dong pity you? If someone is a mother, she will not pity you. Even if she pity you, she will only pity you. I can't help you!" Li Guifen saw that she had no intention of repentance, and was a little disappointed, and said, "Go back with me and bury your mother-in-law with Tingfan."

"Even if you want to leave the Song family, you can't be now. Be obedient and take care of Tingfan for a while. After a while, I will talk to your father to Tingfan."

"I don't want it! Why should I take care of him? I have to listen to you! I don't want you to care about me!"

Lin Qiao paused for a moment and said, "It's all your fault. I promised to redeem me if I have money, and I'll have it!"

Li Guifen staggered for a moment, and she lowered her head, "Your father and I did borrow money, but my daughter, you can't leave now. Tingfan has just died. If you leave, he will do stupid things."

"You take care of him first. Your father and I will definitely redeem you home after a while. Then I will find a good family for you."

"I don't want it. I only marry Zhang Dong. I will not marry anyone except him!" Lin Qiao left after saying that, Li Guifen grabbed her and walked towards the Song family hard.

"I won't go!" Lin Qiao couldn't struggle and had to stagger with her.

After entering the house, Li Guifen closed the door before delivering her. Song Tingfan looked at her and soon stood up tremblingly, "Sister-in-law, I'll go cook for you."

"Who cares!" Lin Qiao glared at him, and soon entered the room, closing the door with a "snake".

"Lin Qiao!" Lin Han's face looked a little ugly.

Song Tingfan glanced at the closed door, lowered his head and squeezed the corner of his clothes tightly, and then limped to the kitchen.

Li Guifen hurriedly chased after him. Seeing him bent down to wash rice, her eyes felt sore and she felt even more guilty, "Tingfan, don't worry about her, she knows to eat when she is hungry."

"What's wrong with your legs? I'll ask your uncle to take you to see."

"Auntie, I'm fine." Song Tingfan shook his head. He probably had kneeled for a long time and his eyes were a little blurred. He staggered for a moment.

If Li Guifen hadn't caught him quickly, he would have fallen. She quickly shouted out, "Big man, come, Tingfan is dizzy."

"Here you come."

Lin Han ran in hurriedly. Seeing that his face turned pale, he quickly carried him on his back and ran outside.

But when he was about to leave the yard, Song Tingfan struggled not to go, "I won't go, I'm going to burn paper for my mother."

He is the only one in the family. If he is not here, no one will guard the mourning hall, and my mother will be afraid.

He struggled so hard that Lin Han had no choice but to put him down, but his face was not bloody and he was really worried, "I'll call the doctor."

Then he went to the doctor's place, but the doctor did not come. He said that it was unlucky to die and easily provoked ghosts. He was so angry that he cursed a few times, and finally turned around and went back.

Li Guifen didn't see the doctor, "Are you not at home?"

"at home."

Lin Han was afraid that Song Tingfan would hear it, so he lowered his voice and said, "If you don't come, you're afraid of provoking ghosts!"

"Don't let go of his damn shit, no ghost will come from if he doesn't do anything wrong. Besides, Tingfan's mother was kind before her death, so how could she harm people!" Li Guifen was a little angry.

Song Tingfan in the main hall turned his head and looked around, quickly turned around, buried his head lower, and tears fell after a while.

mother……

My mother's words echoed in my mind.

Niu Niu, live a good life with your sister-in-law. Our family is a loss to your sister-in-law. You should be more sensible and take care of her more.

Niu Niu, mom is sorry for you. You must live well. Mom will definitely be nice to you in the next life.

Niu Niu...

He endured it for a while, but still couldn't help it and started sobbing in a low voice.

Mom, I miss you.

Lin Han and Li Guifen looked at him and felt really uncomfortable.

After that, the two of them accompanied him to guard the mourning hall.

On the day of the 7th day of the burial, Song An and the old couple of the Song family came.

The Lin family invited the coffin to be buried. When the coffin fell into the pit, Song Tingfan fainted straight away.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning. When I saw the grandpa guarding him by the bed, he shouted in person, "Master."

Song Rong breathed a sigh of relief, touched his head, and said hoarsely: "Grandpa is here."

Hearing that something was wrong with his throat, Song Tingfan hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Grandpa, are you sick?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dry throat." Song Rong didn't say that the child would be worried about the cold.

Song Tingfan got out of bed, ran out in a hurry, and soon brought in a bowl of water, "Grandma, you drink it."

Song Rong's eyes suddenly turned red, but he held back his tears, "Niu Niu is so good."

At this time, Song Qinshi's voice came from outside, "You can't take this away, this is something Niu Niu's father left to Niu."

"Why can't I take it? If I don't have anything to eat, can I starve to death?" the woman said angrily.

Song Tingfan walked out, and the woman in the yard bought him a rattle with her father. The rattle was made of silver.

My father sold it for half a tael of silver.

He stumbled his hands and said softly: "My grandma, let my sister-in-law take it. I don't like playing anymore."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao took it and left.

Song Qinshi chased her to the door and could no longer see anyone. She choked up and said, "I'm guilty!"

"Niu Niu, you can't let your sister-in-law take these things away. There is no money at home. You have to keep yourself in self-defense."

"My grandma, it's okay. I can go up the mountain to hunt. Dad taught me."

Song Tingfan walked over, wiped her tears, and said, "I can definitely raise my grandparents."

They couldn't help their grandson, so why would he ask him to raise him? Song Qinshi shook her head and said kindly: "My grandma and your grandpa eat well, and Niu Niu can take good care of herself."

Song Tingfan bit his lower lip, knowing that he could not afford to raise his grandparents now, so he nodded obediently, "Okay."

He wanted to cook rice, but found that the rice can was gone, and there was still half a tank two days ago.

My sister-in-law took it away...

He went back to the house and counted ten cents of copper coins to buy rice, "Grandma, grandma, please stay at home for a while." After that, he ran out.

I saw many children playing on the way. Before he could speak, they ran away, "Go away quickly, the bad guy is here."

"Who is in trouble!"

"Unlucky, my father died, my mother died!"

Song Tingfan stood there, holding ten cents tightly. He was not unlucky, he was not unlucky, he was not the one who killed his parents.

Not him.

He wanted to yell, but he couldn't yell.
To be continued...