She was driven away by her own mother at the beginning, and she became rich by cultivating immortals

Chapter 7 The coffin has been delivered but the person is still alive?

Zhu Yuanyuan's words sounded very familiar to Jiang Chuci, and she couldn't help but doubt the original heroine's shabby tactics.

Could it be that he learned it from Bai Tiantian?
Although Xinping Village has electricity, power outages often occur. Besides, everyone wants to save electricity bills, so the nights are not bright.

The temperature dropped at night, and the family chatted for a while while soaking their feet, then went back to their rooms to sleep.

There are three rooms in the Jiang family. Jiang Yilin lives in one room with his parents, and the two elders live in one room. These two rooms were originally one room, separated by a curtain in the middle. The last room is where the two sisters live.

They slept all night until dawn, and none of the Jiang family members went to work in the fields today.

As soon as Jiang Chuci put on her clothes and went to the yard, Jiang Moxue pulled her to wash up.

"Sister, you need to hurry up, let's go to big brother's room."

Jiang Moxue's eyes were red and her nose was twitching, obviously she had been crying not long ago.

She prepared all the toiletries and urged Jiang Chuci to hurry up.

"Why hurry up?"

Jiang Moxue paused with a sobbing expression, and then she sobbed softly: "Sister, you know this, hurry up."

Ah? ? ?
What does she know?
Jiang Chuci looked puzzled. She helped her wash her face and brush her teeth quickly. After she finished her breakfast and put down her bowl, she was pulled to her room again.

The curtain between the two rooms was temporarily removed, and everyone sat around in the room, even Aunt Lin and Lin Qiu came with her husband Zeng Jianming.

Other relatives of the Zeng family, including Zeng Yanni, are not coming at the moment.

Except for Jiang Chuci who was a little confused, everyone else seemed to be waiting for something.

Jiang Chuci looked at Jiang Yilin who was lying on the bed and talking incessantly about his affairs after his death.

"..."

There was silence.

With all this going on, aren't they all waiting for Big Brother to die?

Isn't it? ? ?
People always talk a lot before they are dying, and they can't speak clearly.

The preface and postscript were incoherent and nonsensical, but Jiang Yilin was very clear-headed.

"My health has never been very good, and I have spent a lot of money on medicine over the years. Don't be too sad, it's not all bad. At least I don't have to suffer anymore."

A weak smile appeared on Jiang Yilin's face and he faced it calmly.

Jiang Guosheng and Chen Guixia sat on the edge of the bed, their eyes moist on their old faces.

Chen Guixia held the hand of her precious grandson, her voice full of reluctance: "Everyone is with you, it's okay, don't be afraid, ah."

Seeing the young die before the old is something that no one wants to experience.

Her eldest grandson has a really miserable life.

Even Jiang Jianhua, who usually doesn't show his emotions, couldn't help but wipe away tears at this moment.

There is a wooden washstand placed against the wall, which is obviously handmade by a carpenter. On the wooden stand are a washbasin and a yellowed towel.

Gao Chunling suppressed her grief, wrung out the water stains on the towel, and carefully wiped Jiang Yilin's body, thinking that she would have to clean up the dirt from her lower body after he left.

The Zeng couple sighed silently, they were just accompanying them.

At times like this, it is better to let their family members talk more.

Jiang Moxue was still young after all, and she was already lying on the bed crying inconsolably.

Jiang Chuci: ...

She just felt like her head was about to explode!
I also suddenly realized that the current medical level is not advanced.

People place their hope in doctors and have great faith in what they say.

Especially the barefoot village doctor in Xinping Village, there have never been any surprises in the results he came up with.

The Jiang family started out secretly praying to gods, and ended up praying to the underworld.

Just to let Jiang Yilin be born into a good family in the next life.

Village doctors have only learned the essence of limited knowledge and do not have enough understanding of the unknown.

This is what medicine is like. Only through constant experiments and constant deaths can we draw more conclusions.

At this moment, Jiang Yilin actually felt no pain or itch in his body, and even felt quite comfortable. This was probably what the old people often call the last moments of life.

He took the opportunity to sit up slightly and asked, "Has my coffin been delivered?"

Gao Chunling raised her eyes and glanced outside the house. "It should be soon."

Jiang Yilin nodded.

This was his own request, and he chose the coffin himself.

Jiang Chuci couldn't help but walk forward. If she continued like this, there would be no end to it.

She raised her voice and said, "Would you listen to me for a few words?"

Several people who were immersed in sadness turned back one after another.

"Yes, I have been away from home for three years, so I must have a lot to say to my brother." Jiang Moxue wiped away her snot and tears and took a small step back.

The two elders also agreed and gave up their seats. In the past, Jiang Yilin loved his two younger sisters the most.

Later, when Jiang Moxue was born, he never favored either of them.

Jiang Chuci explained helplessly: "Brother was just poisoned. The poison has been removed from his body. He will be fine in the future. You can ask the village doctor to take a look."

After she finished speaking, the whole family looked at her in silence.

My eyes are filled with the message: Are you really going to get sick because you’re too sad?

Gao Chunling looked at Jiang Chuci with a complicated expression and said, "Chuci, I'll go find the village doctor in a few days and ask him to come over and take a look at you."

"Yeah, I'm sorry to have to put you in trouble now." Jiang Jianhua even poured a glass of water and looked at his daughter with heartache.

On the contrary, a bystander can see things more clearly. Lin Qiu felt that it was not that simple.

She wanted to make a suggestion, but Zeng Jianming beside her stopped her and shook his head at her.

No matter how good your relationship with friends is, it is best not to give blind advice at critical moments.

"Forget it, you will believe me." Jiang Chuci simply took the cup of water and went out, not forgetting to open the window for fresh air.

Feeling the sadness and oppression in the room, she really had a headache. She couldn't explain why it didn't work to ask a village doctor to take a look.

……

There was a pile of dried, yet unchopped firewood in the yard, and next to it were cleaning tools.

There are two chickens on the right side of the door. They cannot be killed and must be kept for laying eggs. Ordinary people cannot buy eggs at all, and those in the town will be snatched away early in the morning.

On the left side of the door is the simple kitchen. There is a broken enamel basin against the wall with onions and garlic planted in it, and there is also a small piece of land where vegetables are planted.

Opposite the entrance is a one-story bungalow made of a mixture of mud and wooden boards.

Fortunately, the crops were good, so we didn't starve to death and could eat white rice occasionally.

Jiang Chuci cleaned up the garbage on the ground and prepared some chicken feed to feed the chickens.

When she thought of food just now, a human face automatically appeared in her mind.

Grandpa Yuan.

Jiang Chuci has been cultivating immortality for too long and has long forgotten life in the human world.

Looking down at the chicken pecking at the food, this might be the reason why she failed to fly. No wonder even the gods had to come down to earth to overcome the tribulation.

I had just finished pouring out the chicken feed and was about to wash my hands when there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Chuci walked to the door, pressed her tongue against it and asked, "Who is it?"

"The old Wu family at the west end of the next village is here to deliver a coffin to your family."

Jiang Chuci opened the door and saw a large black coffin and many villagers following behind.

"This is it. Shall we carry it in now?" The middle-aged man in a black hat pointed at the coffin behind him.

"Thank you." Jiang Chuci agreed, and then continued: "But my eldest brother has recovered from his illness. I'm sorry to bother you to come over."

When these words were spoken, the villagers were shocked and outraged.

The coffin has been delivered but the person is still alive?

(End of this chapter)