Dead after eight years [rebirth]

At night, Cheng Shuibei stood by Cheng Nan's side, half hugging his elder brother and patting him, afraid that the child would be frightened when he saw such a scene for the first time.

Cheng Nan got out of his arms, and carefully pushed Cheng Shuibei away: "You don't have to do this, I'm ten years old, don't be afraid anymore."

Yes, my brother is ten years old.Although he was a bit naughty in front of old man Zhang and his father on weekdays, he understood something after all.

Cheng Shuibei touched his forehead and said softly: "You are a man, you are not afraid, but I am too timid, I am afraid."

Facing the life and death of others, Cheng Shuibei was afraid.

When he closes his eyes, he looks like old man Zhang lying on the hospital bed; when he closes his eyes, he looks like his elder brother being chained; when he closes his eyes, he looks like he jumped off a tall building.

The brave Cheng Shuibei who was once able to jump off has become the coward who is most afraid of death.

Cheng Nan also stretched out his small hand to touch Cheng Shuibei's forehead in the same way: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you, and I will tell you a story."

"Cheng Shuibei, let me tell you the story of grandpa."

"Grandpa's kettle has a hole in it, do you know how to make it?"

"It was bitten by a dog. It was the big white dog from my grandfather's neighbor's house, named Baiyun."

"Baiyun bit and played with grandpa's water bottle as a toy, and was chased for two blocks by grandpa with slippers."

"And grandpa's stove for cooking tea eggs..."

Cheng Shuibei closed his eyes and listened to his brother telling trivial stories. Cheng Nan's voice seemed to have magical powers, driving away the dark shadows entangled in his dreams.

After a while, Cheng Nan's voice became smaller and smaller.Cheng Shuibei opened his eyes and saw that his brother had fallen asleep.

There was a noise from far outside the house. After confirming that his brother was asleep, Cheng Shuibei got up, carefully closed the door and went out to see what happened.

Brother Zhang and a few neighbors gathered together, chattering about something, the person surrounded by him spoke in a very unfriendly tone, it seemed that there was a dispute, and several people made gestures.

Cheng Shuibei and the others dispersed before going over.

He touched his pocket, but there was no cigarette left, so he could only smile awkwardly, and stopped Big Brother Zhang empty-handed: "Brother, what's going on?"

Brother Zhang spat dissatisfiedly in the direction of the door.

"For some broken money, bah!"

Cheng Shuibei could hear the general idea from his scattered dialect.

It turned out that the person who was surrounded just now was called Lao Ma, a well-known bastard in the village.Old man Zhang was going to be buried, and Lao Ma heard about it, so he came to ask for money.

"Why did you give him money? Is this man sick?" Cheng Shuibei cursed a few times to show his closeness.

"Why, after my uncle left, the brigade gave him the land where my aunt was buried."

The number of people in the village increases and decreases throughout the year, and the fields are often divided.When Aunt Zhang and Brother Zhang were buried, the land belonged to Old Man Zhang, but now it has changed hands.

Lao Ma said that the land is now his, and if Mr. Zhang wants to be buried with his wife and children, he has to pay 1 yuan for the land.

1 yuan, costing Brother Zhang's life.

Burials are still popular in rural areas at this time. Generally, when people encounter such things, they will seal some money to the owner of the land. Here, who knows whether the deceased will be tossed or not.

But 1 yuan is too much money, and farmers can't earn so much throughout the year.

Cheng Shuibei knew it was blackmail, but he couldn't help it.

What's more, it's not him who can call the shots.

"Brother Zhang, what are you going to do?" Cheng Shuibei asked sincerely.

"What to do," Brother Zhang spat, "Anyway, I don't have any money to give to that rogue, so I can only wrong my uncle."

After discussing with his family, he decided to bury Old Man Zhang in his own field.

As a result, old man Zhang can no longer stay with his family.

Cheng Shuibei thought of the expression on the old man Zhang's face when he said he wanted to stay in his hometown, and thought of the old man that his father said he had paid off the debts of his children for more than ten years, and his heart could not be at peace.

Cheng Shuibei patted Brother Zhang's arm: "Let me figure out a way... By the way, Brother, can you let me use your mobile phone to make a call, I want to make a call to my family?"

Brother Zhang remembered his kindness for giving cigarettes, and boldly took out the PHS.

Standing in the vortex of the autumn wind, Cheng Shuibei called Cheng Wenqiu who was waiting at home.

"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Zhang...gone."

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, when Cheng Shuibei thought the signal was not good, Cheng Wenqiu's tired voice finally came: "Uncle knows, let Cheng Nan take Uncle Zhang for the last journey, it hurts him a lot."

"Well... I see. We'll go back after two days when someone enters the soil. Uncle Cheng, go to sleep and don't stay up late."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Shuibei wanted to return the phone to Brother Zhang, but when he turned around, he saw Old Man Zhang's kettle on the window sill, and stopped again.

After thinking about it, he still dialed the string of numbers he knew by heart.

……

In the evening of the next day, a black luxury car stopped at the intersection not far from the old man Zhang's house in the dark, and a middle-aged man dressed as a driver stepped out from the driver's seat. The white wanhua walked towards the mourning hall, put down the flowers and turned into the next room.

Cheng Shuibei was listening to Cheng Nan's story, when the man opened the door and came in, it was Uncle En, the driver of Zhang's family.

To Cheng Shuibei, Uncle En is an old acquaintance who has been with him countless times, but to Uncle En, the person in front of him is just a friend of the young master.

Uncle En handed the black paper bag to Cheng Shuibei, and Xiao Cheng took it over and saw that there was a bunch of bright red banknotes inside.

"Here is 2 yuan, you can use it to solve the affairs here first." Uncle En said.

Cheng Shuibei protected the paper bag in his arms, but he didn't get up in a hurry, but asked first, "Where is he, is he here?"

Uncle En looked him up and down before saying: "In the car. You go first, he will wait for you at the intersection."

"Ah."

Cheng Shuibei ran out to find Brother Zhang with the money in his arms. He lowered his head and entered the mourning hall. Brother Zhang and his party were looking at the freshness around the bouquet of high-end flowers with "Uncle Zhang Eternal" written on it. The girl touched it with her hand, wanting to break off a branch.

Cheng Shuibei pulled Brother Zhang to a corner and gave him the money: "Here, 2 yuan, let Uncle Zhang return to his roots, and I will trouble Brother Zhang to keep the rest for the relatives behind Uncle Zhang."

Where does old man Zhang have any successors? Cheng Shuibei gave him the money, hoping that old man Zhang will have incense offerings during festivals and festivals in the future.

Brother Zhang hesitated and asked, "What is this money?" Having said that, he held the money very tightly, and he didn't intend to let go of it.

"...We earned it as a partnership, and it didn't arrive until today. I sent someone to send it as soon as possible. Brother, you should go and settle this matter quickly. Don't delay their family reunion downstairs." Cheng Shuibei lied.

He asked Zhang Ci'an to borrow the money.

He can't tell people that the money is borrowed, so that they won't accept it, and he can't say that the money is his own, so that he will be taken advantage of in the future.It's best to say it now.

"Oh, oh!" Brother Zhang let go of his worries, divided the money in half, hid one half in his body, and held the other half in his hand, and led a few of his peers to Lao Ma's house.

Cheng Shuibei breathed a sigh of relief when he came out of the mourning hall.

He didn't want to get too entangled with Zhang Ci'an at first, but at this juncture, the only one who was able to lend him tens of thousands of dollars without saying a word was Young Master Zhang.

Zhang Ci'an was still waiting for him in the car, and Cheng Shuibei had to meet to thank him.

After thinking about it, he turned into the next door and called Cheng Nan: "Cheng Nan, your brother is here, waiting for you at the intersection."

"Really?" Cheng Nan hurriedly asked, but before he could answer, he had already honestly walked towards the door.

Cheng Shuibei gave a wry smile helplessly, and followed in his brother's footsteps.