After listening to Yi Zhonghai's narration, Jia Zhang's face suddenly turned gloomy, and she cursed the neighbors for being "heartless" and "stingy".

She even directed her criticism at Yan Bugui's family, accusing them of being so stingy as teachers and only willing to provide meager support.

Yan Bugui could not tolerate such slander. He stood up and tried to clear his name.

Seeing this, Jia Zhang became even more furious. She loudly denounced the neighbors for all their wrongdoings, and her voice was so loud that it shook the entire yard.

However, no matter how much she shouted, the meager gifts she received were few and far between. Three cents, five cents, or even just one cent, all made Jia Zhang feel heartbroken.

She had never imagined that her plan would end up like this, and she had never imagined that those neighbors who once seemed close to her would be so cold and heartless.

Jia Zhang! There was obvious anger in Yan Bugui's voice. Although he usually liked to take advantage of others, he (amazingly) always guarded his dignity as a teacher like a treasure that could not be violated.

Don't talk nonsense here and make groundless accusations! Yan Bugui took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. When have I ever accepted gifts from students? If you really have solid evidence, please show it to me. Otherwise, don't destroy my reputation again!

However, in the face of Yan Bugui's rebuttal, Jia Zhang was aggressive. She widened her eyes and retorted sharply: Yan Bugui, don't even think about denying it! You know how much benefit you have received, so why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?

You...you are really unreasonable! Yan Bugui's face turned red with anger. Although he was usually eloquent, he was helpless in the face of Jia Zhang's unreasonableness.

Seeing her husband being slandered like this, how could the third aunt sit by and watch? She stood up and looked at Jia Zhang angrily: Jia Zhang, what are you thinking? My old Yan is innocent. When has he ever accepted anything from his students? If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will let you taste my power today!

After that, the third aunt rushed forward and started a fight with Jia Zhang. Although Jia Zhang was also fierce, she was no match for the third aunt who worked hard all year round and was physically strong. Soon she was pinned to the ground and her face was scratched.

Several deep bloodstains.

Someone has been beaten to death! Someone has been beaten to death! Seeing that she was no match for the enemy, Jia Zhang began to shout loudly, "Everyone, come and see! This Yan Bugui family is bullying me, an old woman, by taking advantage of their power!"

When Qin Huairu saw her mother-in-law being beaten, although she knew that she had brought trouble upon herself, she was her mother-in-law after all, and she couldn't help feeling a little reluctant.

So she looked at Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu beside her with tears in her eyes, and pleaded in a low voice: Uncle Yi, Brother Sha Zhu, please help us quickly and don't let Aunt San hurt my mother-in-law again.

At that moment, Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu suddenly realized what was going on, and hurried over, intending to separate the three aunts and Jia Zhang who were arguing fiercely.

After reprimanding Jia Zhang, the third aunt also understood the principle of knowing when to stop. After all, she knew Jia Zhang's temperament well after years of living together as a neighbor. If an accident really happened, she would probably have to bear a heavy medical expense, which would not be worth the loss.

However, even though the third aunt had stopped beating her, Jia Zhang still lay on the ground and continued to complain: "Everyone saw it, it was the third aunt who started it! How could she not pay me ten dollars for my medical expenses when she hurt me like this?"

Faced with this scene, the third aunt was furious again and wanted to attack again, but was stopped by Yi Zhonghai in time. He looked at Jia Zhang helplessly and persuaded her: "Old sister-in-law, today is Dongxu's funeral day, you should be quiet. Do you really want Dongxu to die in uneasiness?"

When her son was mentioned, Jia Zhang finally stood up reluctantly and brushed the dust off her clothes.

The turmoil finally came to an end after everyone's persuasion.

Time passed slowly, the sun gradually set, and the time to carry the coffin finally arrived.

Although Jia Dongxu's body had turned to ashes, Jia Zhang insisted on putting his ashes in a coffin, ready for Sha Zhu, Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng and others to carry it out of the city for burial.

It is worth mentioning that although the coffin prepared by Yi Zhonghai was not made of top-grade wood but only ordinary material, its weight reached two or three hundred kilograms.

This means that each person has to bear a weight of forty to fifty kilograms.

There are many rules in the process of carrying the coffin. From the moment the coffin is lifted up to the moment it is buried, the bottom of the coffin must not touch the ground. Even if you take a break during the process, you must put something under the coffin.

In order to complete this task, in addition to the three young men, Sha Zhu, Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng, Yi Zhonghai also specially hired a professional "coffin bearer" to assist.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, the coffin was slowly carried out of the yard. However, the threshold of the courtyard became a big challenge for them.

These ninety-five courtyards were once glorious, and even though they were not royal palaces, they were still impressive enough to show their grandeur.

Therefore, everyone had to be extra careful when crossing the threshold. With mutual cooperation and efforts, they finally carried the coffin smoothly out of the gate and headed out of the city.

Lifting the heavy coffin over a high threshold on this winding path was undoubtedly a huge challenge!

Among the four, the sturdy man called "Lizhu" was the most muscular. He walked in the front side by side with "Jiuhao".

The two of them had just crossed the threshold in front of them, but the coffin had only crossed halfway. The pillar of force could still support it, but for the drunkard, he seemed to feel that most of the weight of the coffin was concentrated on his shoulders. That kind of heaviness was like a mountain pressing down on his head!

Jiuhao's physique was not as strong as Lizhu's. In addition, he had been addicted to alcohol and sex for a long time, and his health was no longer as good as before. Although he looked strong, he was actually

Jiuhao's physical strength was not even as good as those of the rural women who had worked for many years. Suddenly, Jiuhao's legs trembled and he fell to the ground. The coffin lost half of its support and began to tilt towards the pillar, almost crushing him underneath.

"Drunkard, you rascal!"

Li Zhu felt the weight on his shoulders suddenly increase, almost unbearable, and couldn't help cursing. He didn't care about the taboo of the coffin not falling to the ground, and hurriedly dodged and unloaded the burden on his shoulders. With a loud bang, the coffin fell heavily to the ground.

The lid of the coffin slid off like a drawer, revealing Jia Dongxu's remains inside.

Due to the impact, Jia Dongxu's remains were smashed into a mess.

The sound at the gate alarmed the surrounding neighbors, and they all went out to check.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene! After a brief moment of daze, the mistress of the Jia family was the first to come to her senses and let out a shrill scream.

"Damn you drunkard and Li Zhu!"

"Look at what good things you have done!"

"Are you going to make my Dongxu rest in peace even after his death?"

"My poor Dongxu,"

"Today should have been his day of rest, but you deliberately made it like this..."

"I won't live any longer!"

"I will die in front of you today!"

Seeing the mistress of the Jia family sitting on the ground crying so skillfully, as if she was trying to commit suicide, Li Zhu's face darkened.

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