Chapter 486 Some people deserve to suffer
Fan Sizhu came over quickly, looked at the scene in the house and was silent for a long time, then found his three brothers to discuss the funeral.
Zhang Chunhua was afraid of being at a disadvantage, so he squeezed in. He heard Sizhu say that he would not prepare tofu rice, buy a coffin with some wood, and even refused to buy funeral clothes. The reason was the same: no money.
Sizhu didn't say anything and looked at his three brothers.
The three of them didn't say anything at first, but after being looked at for a long time, they knew that they couldn't be vague. Dazhu said: "I have been married to Chunhua for several years, and her stomach has not moved. I have to save money for her medical treatment and medicine, right?"
As the eldest grandson of the Fan family, he must continue the family line for the Fan family!
Erzhu said indifferently: "I have no house and no money. I squeezed in a broken house with my eldest brother and others. What can I give?"
Sanzhu said coldly: "Two brothers above, it's not right for me to pay! Whoever gets the most family property should pay!"
They are already in their twenties, and they haven't even married a wife. They don't know if they can marry in the future. Why should the task of old age and funeral fall on them! It's not fair.
Sizhu took a deep breath and said, "I only have three taels of silver left. I'll ask sister-in-law Guifen to lend me a few taels. I'll pay for the coffin and the shroud, but the tofu rice is for the villagers who help and come to pay their respects. I don't have enough silver, so the four of us brothers will share it."
At the beginning, the second uncle had to pay for grandma's funeral. He didn't have the second uncle's ability, but he would also pay more to let his father rest in peace.
Before he finished speaking, the other four started to shout.
"Why should the four of us share equally? The eldest brother got the family property, so he should bear it all. Don't be a good person!"
"Yes, don't bring me along if you want to be a good person! I don't have money to pay!"
"Hey, hey, he is your biological father, so what if you pay a little? When the time comes, a few taels of silver should be enough. Anyway, it's okay if the tofu rice is less, and the villagers won't care."
"Sizhu, since you asked Wang Guifen to borrow, why don't you borrow a few more taels, and bury your father in a grand manner? Sister-in-law, I also miss your kindness!"
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Fan Sizhu looked at the four people in surprise, his lips moved, and he couldn't say a word.
When the other people next to the five heard it, their eyes widened in disbelief. Seeing Fan Jin and his children coming to the yard, they hurried out and reminded in a low voice: "Uncle Jin, you and Wanxia will know what to do later, and be careful not to let you pay the money!"
Fan Jin glanced at the situation in the house, thanked him, and led Wanxia in.
In the room, the son and his wife quarreled over Fan Qian's funeral.
Wanxia kowtowed in front of the bed, and Sun Jinhua in the corner suddenly rushed over, pulling Wanxia and begging: "Zhaodi, you are back, mother is so hungry, so hungry, can you take mother to live a good life with you?"
Wanxia looked at Sun Jinhua quietly, then reached out and slowly stroked the arm that was holding her sleeve, and said calmly: "After the flood, Zhaodi was exchanged for more than a thousand kilograms of food. You have a lot of food. Eat food when you are hungry. Where is the food?"
Sun Jinhua's eyes flashed with confusion and confusion. She tried to think again and again, where is the food? She couldn't remember, it turned out that she still had a lot of food.
Wanxia continued to ask calmly: "You have a good life, you are full, and there is still a lot of food left. Who are you going to feed it to? How about giving it to Zhaodi? Zhaodi is also very hungry. Zhaodi didn't know what it felt like to have a full stomach at the age of seven. She wanted to eat like her brothers and not wake up hungry at night."
Sun Jinhua's eyes were dull, and her mouth was open with saliva flowing out. When she heard the back, she suddenly shook her head violently, her eyes fierce: "No! How can a little girl eat enough? Drink more water and you won't be hungry..."
Wanxia looked at the crazy woman who was holding her head and mumbling constantly, her expression was calm. After a while, she pulled out a bitter smile and turned to walk out of the house.
Some people deserve to eat some bitterness.
In the end, the coffin and shroud were prepared by Sizhu, and the tofu rice was borne by Fan Dazhu and Sizhu.
Fan Qian's funeral was done quickly and simply, and it passed by in a hurry without causing any ripples. After the funeral, Fan Sizhu returned to his house to live, and Fan Jin continued to prepare for the imperial examination.