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- Yang Bo couldn't help but glance at Han Yue. He originally thought that Han Feng could survive, but Han Yue had already made preparations. He might even have planned this matter a few years ago!
Han Yue didn¡¯t say anything more, she walked slowly towards the coffin.
After a long time, she sighed softly, "Grandma probably always felt that she owed something to my mother. She wanted to make it up to my mother, but when my mother passed away, she could only make it up to me."
"When I come here again and tell her about the situation at home, I'm afraid she will be ready!"
Yang Bo was silent. He felt that these things were really sad. The old man even risked his own life in order to seek justice for his granddaughter.
Han Yue was silent for a while, then she looked at Yang Bo, "Mr. Yang, my grandma is probably the highest-level goddess. I'm afraid there's no one more powerful than her in the southwest!"
Yang Bo nodded without even the slightest doubt, "She is great. I never thought that the goddess could do this!"
"Send grandma away, I'm leaving here, but there are too many people here, I can't worry." Han Yue pointed outside, "I believe Mr. Yang has also seen it, the villagers outside are too poor!"
"These are mountainous areas, and there is no way to grow wheat or rice. They can only grow potatoes and sweet potatoes, which are used as food all year round. When I first came here, I brought a lot of supplements. Grandma didn't have the nerve to talk to me. She just Before I left, he told me to bring food over!"
Yang Bo glanced outside and frowned slightly. In fact, he also saw the situation outside. These people had not yet been able to fill their stomachs. He looked at Han Yue, "What are you going to do?"
"I know that Mr. Yang is very capable. I hope to cooperate with Mr. Yang to provide poverty alleviation training here and bring out more villagers who are capable of working so that they can find jobs elsewhere and earn more money! " Han Yue said.
Yang Bo was a little surprised. He was just thinking about donating money, but Han Yue unexpectedly brought up the matter of training!
Seeing that Yang Bo did not speak, Han Yue quickly said: "Mr. Yang, I have no other meaning. I just feel that my strength is limited, and if I help the poor here in my capacity, there will definitely be a lot of difficulties and obstacles. After all, your strength is more powerful." Stronger, I hope"
"I agreed." Yang Bo interrupted directly.
Han Yue was stunned for a moment. She looked up at Yang Bo with surprise on her face, "Thank you, Mr. Yang, thank you, Mr. Yang!"
Yang Bo waved his hand, "It's not because of you, but because I think this is better."
The village prepared a grand funeral for Grandma Han Yue, and Yang Bo and his party participated in the whole process. Although the situation in the village was not good, each family still brought out the best things at home.
On the day of the funeral, the sky was gloomy and yellow paper was flying all over the sky.
Eight men from the village carried the coffin, and Han Yue held the coffin, crying as they walked.
Yang Bo and Yue Junyao followed at the end, watching the two village women in front supporting Han Yue, fearing that she would fall to the ground.
Yue Junyao pulled Yang Bo, "Tell me, is she really uncomfortable?"
Yang Bo hesitated for a moment and then said: "Her grandmother has done so much for her. She probably felt guilty in her heart and wanted to be relieved. She sent the Han family and his son away with Zhang. From now on, she will leave this place. No one will mention her old things anymore!¡±
Yue Junyao looked around. The mountains were filled with trees and grass, and the burial place was located on the mountainside. This was the place chosen by the old woman herself, and she had already made preparations and dug holes!
As the coffin was slowly put into the pit, Han Yue cried even more sadly. She hugged the coffin and did not want it to be buried!
The village woman hugged Han Yue and pulled her in, so that the coffin could be put in.
¡°Mother-in-law, go away!¡±
The old man who had been presiding over the funeral suddenly shouted, and the villagers at the scene started shouting together.
¡°Mother-in-law, go away!¡±
They shouted in unison three times in a row, with a loud voice, and the remaining sound echoed in the mountains, making people feel sad.
The old man walked to Han Yue and said kindly: "Girl, don't cry. My mother-in-law has left and she has arranged her funeral. Come and bury the first handful of soil. I hope that my mother-in-law can reach the sky in another country." , you don¡¯t have to suffer these mortal sufferings!¡±
Han Yue's eyes were red and swollen. She stared at the coffin in the pit, closed her eyes slightly, picked up the soil with both hands, and sprinkled it on the coffin.
As Han Yue took action, everyone else also followed suit.After getting up, the whole village gathered around and completely covered the coffin with earth. Then they replaced the shovels and piled the earth on top.
Yang Bo stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking at the mounds of soil that were getting higher and higher, and couldn't help but sigh. Even though his magic power reached the sky and killed people thousands of miles away during his lifetime, after his death, he just turned into a handful of loess, occupying a small space!
He wanted to know about Zha Xiaoren, but he couldn¡¯t get the answer after all!
The mound of soil gradually became taller. The old man looked at Han Yue and said, "Girl, you may not understand. If you have time, you can come over and sweep it. It is best to add more soil every year."
Han Yue nodded, "Okay, thank you very much! Thank you everyone!"
The old man shook his head, "Girl, you're welcome. We have all been favored by the Mother Goddess. Who's family has not had a small disaster or illness? Many of us were brought back from the gates of hell by the Goddess Goddess!"
Han Yue still said politely: "Thank you very much, everyone. Don't worry, I have made arrangements. Someone will come to the village soon to help train you and take you out to work. By then, you can go to the city to make money! "
The old man looked at Han Yue, but there was no joy on his face, "There are many people in the village who go out to work, but sometimes they don't get paid, and they will be deceived."
"Don't worry, I will help arrange these." Han Yue said.
The old man¡¯s face was filled with joy, ¡°Okay, okay!¡±
The other villagers also laughed.
On the way back, Tang Fei pulled Yang Bo, "Why do we need to add soil? If we add soil every year, won't the tomb be getting taller and taller?"
Yang Bo turned around and glanced at Tang Fei, "It rains a lot here. Every time it rains, the soil on the graves will be washed away. If there are no more graves in ten years, I'm afraid this place will be razed to the ground!"
Tang Fei suddenly woke up and looked at Yang Bo, "Senior Yang, can you take me away with you?"
"How did you know I was leaving?" Yang Bo asked. Only then did he understand that the question just now was a ploy by Tang Fei.
Tang Fei chuckled and said, "Things here have been settled. Han Yue will probably leave directly. You will definitely leave too. I just think there is a future with you and I want to hang out with you!"
"There is no future for following me!" Yang Bo replied.
"Yes, there is a way to make money. You have so much money!" Tang Fei said.
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