Who would marry into the family after being reborn?.

Chapter 10: Different people have different fates, fate is the most tricky
In late July, the power of the dog days of summer is fully released.

In such weather, eating and drinking is not a pleasant experience.

But in an era of food and clothing shortages, whether the experience was pleasant or not was not important.

The most important thing is whether you can fill your stomach and have a good meal.

So early in the morning, the kiln factory's drum and music band started playing music.

There are many awnings built inside and outside the house, but they are still not enough.

All the prominent people in the village received the letter and came to pay their respects and sit at the table.

From time to time, guests' greetings could be heard from the mourning hall.

The ups and downs of the voices announced the arrival of the important figures in the village.

After paying homage, Secretary Qiao expressed his condolences to Qin Xiuru and her two children, then joined the village chief Lao Ge Tou and Accountant Li who had arrived earlier.

After the three of them lit up their cigarettes, Secretary Qiao blew out the first puff of smoke and said, "Fatty Zhou's death was quite glorious."

Old Ge nodded, and as smoke came out of his mouth and nose, he said, "Qin Xiuru has done him justice."

When it was Accountant Li's turn, he said something unexpected: "Fatty Zhou must have made a lot of money over the years, right? With the money he left behind and the two children, it shouldn't be difficult for his wife to find someone to remarry, right?"

Secretary Qiao did not deny it directly, but only said: "I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Accountant Li insisted, "Qin Xiuru still has some capital. Although she gave birth to two children for Fatty Zhou, she is not old. As long as she is willing to have another baby, it won't be difficult for her to remarry."

However, Qin Xiuru, who was dressed in mourning in the mourning hall, did not care whether her husband died gloriously or not.

Ever since being rejected by Wu Wei last time, Qin Xiuru has not been angry.

On the contrary, I looked up to the other person from the bottom of my heart.

The less you can get, the more you cherish it.

Qin Xiuru thought to herself that as long as Wu Wei agreed, everything would be easy.

Even if we really have a child, that would be fine!
But I will have to wait until I meet Wu Wei before I can have the chance to say these words.

Unfortunately, there was all sorts of music and dancing at the kiln factory, and Wu Wei didn't show up until around ten o'clock, when the first-row dinner was about to begin.

Just when she was about to ask Pan the Shorty, Wu Xiuchun and Wu Xichun came over to kowtow.

Funerals are different from weddings.

If there are men in the family, they usually participate in the ceremony to show respect for the deceased.

Wu Wei would rather be criticized than come forward.

Qin Xiuru knew that it would be impossible to talk today.

at the same time.

Wu Wei came to the home of a man named Chi in the west of the city.

I met this host at Beiguan Bridge early in the morning.

After all, it is not difficult to get work if you have the skills.

I checked out the project on site and it wasn't large, just eighteen walls, each five meters long and three meters high.

Divide the large room upstairs into two so that the son and daughter can each have their own separate room.

Moreover, bricks, stones and cement are all ready.

In addition, two workers were called over.

At most, it's just one day's work.

Wu Wei asked for a pair of work gloves, put them on, picked up a tile knife, and started working right away.

At first, I worked with two young workers and the efficiency was not high.

After Wu Wei found some time to give the two of them a drink of Daqianmen, everything immediately went smoothly.

I was busy until the evening when it was almost dark.

This wall has been completed.

Since the owner did not need cement to paint the wall, Wu Wei used the back of a tile knife to help them fill the gaps.

This makes it look more beautiful.

Even so, he only earned three dollars a day's wages and a pair of torn gloves with untied threads.

Not even a pack of cigarettes.

Not to mention the celebration party.

Of course, Wu Wei can understand it.

For a small one-day project, the host usually won’t plan to have a celebration banquet.

It was good enough to have a lunch included. But when I left, I couldn't help but hear the two workers saying hello to the host.

Wu Wei didn't stop him.

To put it bluntly, we just met by chance and at most we smoked a cigarette together. How dare you stop them?

Maybe they think you only make three dollars a day, so it's easy for them to talk.

After all, they only get one dollar and fifty cents.

It’s not easy to make money!

But fortunately, as long as you have the skills, similar odd jobs are not difficult to find.

Diligence can make up for one's shortcomings.

When I returned home after a busy day, my two younger sisters were still waiting for me happily.

The third sister Xiuchun brought out a new bowl, which contained two big, plump and tender meatballs.

When Wu Wei saw it, he didn't care about the meatballs, but paid attention to the bowl first.

He said anxiously, "Zhou Paopi's funeral is not a happy occasion. You can enjoy the feast, but why are you taking their bowls?"

Xiuchun also became anxious when she heard this.

She vaguely understood this rule.

No matter how good the bowl used in the funeral of a short-lived ghost is, you cannot bring it home as it is considered unlucky.

Only the longevity bowls for weddings or funerals are acceptable, as it implies that one "bowl" means "evening" and is a good omen.

But how could fourteen-year-old Xichun understand these?
She just wanted to help her second brother get a big meatball.

Xiuchun knew that she was thin-skinned and it was not easy for her to sacrifice herself for her second brother.

So I didn't stop him.

When Wu Wei saw what he said, he found that his third sister was stunned and his fourth sister was crying.

I understood what was going on at that moment, and immediately changed my tone, "It's okay, it's okay. Second brother is a tough guy, we are not afraid of this. Go and warm up the meatballs and get me a bowl of rice, I'm starving."

Soon, Xiuchun brought over a bowl of rice with two big meatballs on top that had been steamed.

The oil and water inside soak into the rice below.

It smells so good.

As for the bowls, they were replaced with their own large bowls.

Wu Wei didn't ask where the new bowl was thrown.

Wu Wei simply mixed the scattered meatballs with rice, put his mouth on the edge of the bowl, and turned the bowl while scraping.

On the one hand, I was really hungry.

On the other hand, it is also a habit developed due to long-term lack of food and clothing.

As he ate, he said, "You two went to the banquet today. Did Qin Xiuru do anything weird?"

Wu Xiuchun shook her head: "No, Qin Xiuru stayed in the mourning hall all day and rarely showed up."

Xichun added: "She went back to her room to rest for a while."

Wu Wei secretly complained in his heart.

I hope this woman will give up when she sees the difficulty and not be so clingy like she was in bed.

When I came back to my senses, I heard Xiuchun change the subject and say, "Today is also Xiao Weimin's day. The Zhou family is much more ostentatious than the Xiao family. Everyone says that Widow Qin is much better than Widow Yang."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wei blurted out, "What nonsense is this? Qin Xiuru can make the decision on Zhou Paopi's funeral."

"But Xiao Weimin's parents are still alive. Is it up to Yang Qiaoqiao, the young wife, to make the decision?"

This is the truth.

But when these young girls and wives get together to gossip, they don't care about all this.

They just want to have a good time.

"They say Yang Qiaoqiao just got married and hasn't even raised a child yet, and she remarried just like that."

"Unlike Qin Xiuru, who has three children to support, no one would want her even if she wanted to remarry."

"So Qin Xiuru is really sad, but Yang Qiaoqiao may not be."

Wu Wei shook his head and disagreed.

In her previous life, Yang Qiaoqiao was pregnant with Xiao Weimin's posthumous child and never married.

However, Qin Xiuru invited Zhou Baopi into her home before his body was cold.

(End of this chapter)