"Grandma, what's wrong with you, Grandma..."
Xuhui rushed over and kept shaking his dear grandmother, but her head drooped weakly and she was about to slide off the wheelchair.
Li Huan rushed over, holding grandma with both hands, and looked at Xuhui with a firm look: "Xuhui, send grandma into the house first."
Xuhui nodded, but he also had his own thoughts: "Dad, send my grandma back to the old house."
Li Huan was stunned for a moment, but nodded. The Chen family had their own house, so Xuhui was right to have such an idea.
Cheng Qiao quickly pushed a shuttle bus out, took out new bedding and spread it on the cart, and the two of them put grandma on it. Xuhui pulled the handlebars and shouted loudly: "Grandma, we are going home."
Looking at Xuhui's red eyes, the villagers couldn't help but follow behind him. It was also considered a distance from his grandmother. Cheng Qiao was even walking under Xuhui's watch. The child must be very sad that his only blood relative was gone.
Cheng Li, along with his younger brother and sister, took a rag and broom and quickly cleaned the Chen family's old house, which had arrived earlier than them. In fact, the old house was also very clean, as Cheng Qiao had just cleaned it two days ago.
After putting grandma on the kang in her room, Li Huan hugged Xuhui. This child was so pitiful. He lost his parents when he was young and grew up with his grandma. After a long time, his life got better, but his grandma...
"Xuhui, good boy, cry out loud. You must remember that although your grandma is gone, I am your father and she is your mother. You still have four brothers and sisters."
Xuhui could no longer hold back the grief in his heart and burst into howls. The villagers who followed him never expected that their celebration, which had originally come to congratulate him on getting admitted to university, had instantly turned into a funeral.
Aunt Wang kept wiping away her tears and kept mumbling: "Grandma Xuhui is lucky. She lost her son, but she got Li Huan and Cheng Qiao. She can eat well and wear warm clothes in the Li family, and she can also go to Chuncheng to do business."
"Yes, yes. I heard that Grandma Xuhui went to the capital and lived in a big house where landlords used to live. She was also able to go to a big department store. It really broadened her horizons."
"Xuhui worked hard and got into university, so his grandmother was relieved to leave. Look at the old lady, she passed away so peacefully."
Uncle Niu came, and several young men pushed a cart. On the cart was the coffin that Uncle Niu had made for himself. Originally, they thought he would die first, but unexpectedly, Grandma Xuhui died first, and he was two years older than her.
"Xuhui, let your grandma use this first. Zhaodi will prepare the funeral clothes and other things."
Zhaodi, Chen Weimin's daughter-in-law, everyone showed a surprised expression on their face. Xuhui nodded and bowed to all the villagers.
Zhaodi came with a complete set of funeral clothes. Grandma Xuhui asked her to make them, and they were to be worn when he died. But no one understood why Grandma chose Zhaodi.
Li's mother shook her head and sighed. Zhaodi and Chen Weimin had actually become enemies, but they had not divorced because their two children had not yet started their own families.
Zhaodi personally bathed her grandmother, changed her burial clothes, and then told everyone openly that it was her grandmother who saved her life.
It turned out that Zhaodi found out some time ago that her man had an affair with Widow Liu, and she was so angry that she fought with Chen Weimin. She originally thought that her two sons would help her, but Chen Chunjian and Chen Chunli disappointed her.
Widow Liu is rich. If she were to be their mother, at least there would be no shortage of gifts for the marriage. But Zhaodi has a bad temper and is poor. Why should she be their mother
Zhaodi was so angry that she ran to the village entrance, hung a rope and prepared to hang herself. Unexpectedly, Grandma Xuhui happened to turn her wheelchair over there and persuaded Zhaodi to come down.
If a man is bad, then don't want him. You have already spent most of your youth and efforts on him. Live the rest of your life for yourself. It's not like you can't support yourself, so why would you commit suicide
These few short sentences were like opening the door to a new world. Zhaodi straightened her back. She was the one taking care of everything at home and outside, and she would not die if she left this home.
Li Huan didn't expect that the village rules he formulated were still posted at the door of the village committee. Chen Weimin actually dared to cheat on his wife and even had the idea of divorcing her. This man's character is really bad.
And his two sons, for the sake of money, even abandoned their own mother and said such hurtful words. They are really wolf cubs who only care about whoever feeds them.
"Divorce, as soon as grandma's matter is settled, divorce immediately. If you want the Chen family's house, I will make Chen Weimin leave the house with nothing, otherwise I will make him go to jail."
Li Huan's words were sonorous and powerful. Chen Chunjian and Chen Chunli hid behind him, trembling with fear. They were not afraid of anyone in this village except Li Huan.
The villagers all knew that Widow Liu was not a serious person, and they were shocked to find that she had hooked up with Chen Weimin. But now the dead are the most important, so they will deal with these bad people and bad things after grandma's matter is settled.
Xuhui set up the mourning hall in the living room of his ancestral home, which was where his grandmother had spent her entire life. Li Huan also had people renovate it, and the original thatched house had been turned into a brick and tile house.
After lighting three sandalwood sticks and watching the green smoke rising into the distance, Xuhui knew that his grandmother was happy and at ease. He took out a brazier and threw tinfoil into it for free.
"Grandma, bring some more money with you. Grandpa and the others must be waiting for you. Tell them that the children of the Chen family are all great."
According to the custom in my hometown, the body should be kept for three days. Three days passed in a flash, and finally the day of burial arrived. Almost all the people in Xiangyang Village were there to see the martyr's mother off.
The coffin was buried. Xuhui took the shovel and shoveled the first shovel of soil. Li Huan and his men quickly started working. Soon, there was another grave in the Chen family's ancestral tomb.
Xuhui took the admission letter and placed it on the grave of Chen's ancestor, muttering to himself. Cheng Qiao couldn't bear to look at it any longer. That was Xuhui telling his ancestors that he did not bring shame to them.
Seeing that Xuhui handled the matter with his grandmother very properly, Li Huan let go and went to Chen Weimin's house with Wang Xiangyang.
Chen Weimin was sitting on the doorstep. When he saw Li Huan and the others coming, he slowly stood up without any fear on his face. In contrast, his two sons did not dare to show up.
"Uncle Weimin, you are old. Although I am a junior, I am still the village chief. Can you tell me what you think?"
Chen Weimin ignored Wang Xiangyang and glanced at Li Huan. Seeing that he was standing by and looking at him, and didn't seem angry, he calmed down:
"Since I married Zhaodi, we have three children. But look, none of them has a promising future. Moreover, Zhaodi is a petty person and has no principles towards her children. I've had enough."
"So what do you mean?"