The person who held onto Liu Yi was an old lady from the countryside. She was small and thin, her white hair was messy, her lips were dry, and her eyes were bloodshot. She had an anxious expression on her face: "Your grandfather is in the emergency room!"
Liu Yi ran towards the emergency room without even saying goodbye to Chen Weizheng. Chen Weizheng didn't want to leave without saying goodbye. Liu Yi gave him a good impression, so he wanted to stay and see if he could help her. On the other hand, the old lady felt that she had neglected Chen Weizheng. She wanted to say something to Chen Weizheng, but she didn't know what to say. She could only stare blankly at Chen Weizheng.
After a while, Liu Yi came out and walked in front of her grandmother. She didn't say anything and just started crying. When the grandmother saw her crying, she became even more flustered. She used her small body to hug her granddaughter who was a head taller than her. While crying, she said something in the local dialect. Chen Weizheng could hear and speak the dialect, so he knew that the grandmother was comforting her granddaughter. After all, the elderly had a better understanding of life and death.
Chen Weizheng looked at the grandmother and granddaughter who only knew how to cry. He couldn't help but walk forward and say to Liu Yi: "Liu Yi, don't cry. What's the situation?"
Liu Yi looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find that Chen Weizheng hadn't left yet. At this time, having a familiar person by her side, even if it was someone she had just met, was a kind of comfort. Moreover, the other party already had an expression of concern.
She wiped her tears and walked in front of Chen Weizheng. Although she was still crying, she expressed herself very clearly: "The rescue has come to an end. The Central Hospital has used all the means available. He is on a ventilator and the doctor thinks that it will be tonight."
Although he was mentally prepared, Chen Weizheng's heart still thumped when he heard that it was a life and death situation. He said: "Should we inform the others to come take a look?"
"Yes." Liu Yi said, "My brother is at my uncle's house. I'll call my uncle. Help me call Ruan Lei. I'm not afraid of anything as long as she's here. "
Chen Weizheng didn't have Ruan Lei's number. He had no choice but to call Chen Weigang.
When Liu Yi's uncle stopped in front of the hospital building with a little boy on his motorcycle, Chen Weigang and Ruan Lei's taxi also arrived. Behind them, a few more motorcycles arrived one after another. Everyone gathered around Liu Yi's grandmother. Their faces were filled with anxiety and concern. These were the people close to the Liu family.
Ruan Lei stayed by Liu Yi's side. Indeed, Ruan Lei had the talent to lead. With her around, Liu Yi seemed to have a backbone.
Chen Weizheng and his brother were smoking on the side. Liu Yi's uncle knew Chen Weigang and came to say hello. He was also very surprised that Chen Weigang would appear here. Because he was just an ordinary person, it was not good for him to chat with the leaders. He specially called the secretary of Liu Village, who had the highest administrative position in the family, and asked him to be responsible for accompanying Secretary Chen. The secretary of Liu Village was Liu Yi's uncle. He had been in charge for five years. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't come to Liu Yi's family matters. When he received a call from Liu Yi's uncle, he was not very happy. He didn't want to come because he thought it was troublesome. However, he couldn't not come because they were from the same village. When he came to the hospital, he wanted to pretend to deal with it and quickly go back to bet on Sixth Uncle. When he found out that his full-time job was to accompany Chen Weigang, he was so happy that he grabbed Liu Yi's uncle and called him brother. He called him closer than a real brother.
Because of the arrival of Secretary Chen, the whole work level in the hospital was raised a lot. After the director got the news, he rushed over and opened the administrative duty room, asking the Chen Clan brothers to sit down. He lit mosquito coils, poured hot tea, and put on a white coat to directly lead the rescue work.
The medical staff was busy, and the rest of the people could do nothing to help. Ruan Lei was very calm and had the demeanor of a general. She told Liu Yi's uncle to go back immediately to organize people to set up a shelter and prepare a simple bed in the shelter. If the situation here was not good, immediately turn back to the village and let the old man die in the village. She arranged for Chen Weigang to come forward and ask the director to send an ambulance and medical escort to send the old man back to Old Liu Village. Chen Weizheng's job was to take care of Liu Yi's brother.
Chen Weizheng found that she was really a talent. She had a natural quality, and she was calm and rigorous in handling things. He wanted to introduce her to Ou Jie more and more, and become the wife of the head of the National League Group.
When passing by the observation room, Chen Weizheng glanced at the old man. The old man's vital signs were very weak. He estimated that with the ventilator, even if he used a hand pressure pump, it was still a question whether he could make it home.
Chen Weizheng took Liu Yi's brother to the administrative duty room. This was a boy about ten years old. He had all the characteristics of a village boy. He had short hair and a dark face. He was wearing a T-shirt and shorts that looked a little short, and muddy yellow old plastic sandals. His facial features were very similar to his sister's. The outline of his face was clear, but it was a little exaggerated on his thin little face. If he could put on some weight, he would definitely be a handsome young man.
Because of nervousness, the child was a little trembling. When asked if he was cold, he said no. When asked if he had dinner, he said no. When he was about to eat, his sister's call came. Chen Weizheng took out a bowl of noodles from the space and cooked it. Smelling the pungent smell of the fast food noodles, the little boy's throat moved non-stop.
He ate until there was no water left in the bowl. Chen Weizheng asked him if he was full. He looked at the bowl and said yes. Chen Weizheng knew that he was not full. He took out a small box of chocolate biscuits and a box of Huang Lao Ji. He handed them to him and said, "Don't worry, eat slowly." The boy took the biscuits and drinks and asked, "Can I give this to grandma?"
Chen Weizheng's heart trembled. This was a filial child. He lowered his head and said to the boy, "This is for you. You eat it. Grandma has other things."
He took out a big cake and a bottle of mineral water and walked in front of Liu Yi. He said, "Tell your grandma to eat this. When will the next meal be?"
Liu Yi immediately understood what he meant by "when will the next meal be?" He quickly took the food and looked deeply at Chen Weizheng. He walked closer to his grandma. Because of his persuasion, his grandma also swallowed the food in front of her.
Ruan Lei made a gesture to Chen Weizheng. She thought that he did well and deserved to be praised.
An hour later, his uncle called and said that the village was ready. They immediately rushed to the village as planned. In less than 20 minutes, the old woman passed away. The time was 9 o 'clock, midnight.
Chen Weizheng, Chen Weigang, and Ruan Lei also went to Old Liu's village.
The old woman had already fainted from crying. Her granddaughter accompanied her and also cried desperately. The little boy was out of his wits. Instead, he followed Chen Weizheng like a shadow.
In Old Liu's village, Chen Weizheng knew for the first time why the villagers had to give birth to a son even if they had to pay fines and go to jail. When the old woman passed away, there was no son to wash her body or pack her coffin. No one arranged work, no one burned paper money or incense, and no one even reported the death. Without a son, there was no backbone to control the work.
The most important thing was that no one paid! How could Ruan Lei be capable? She was still an inexperienced little girl. Moreover, once it involved all aspects, she was powerless.
Seeing this scene, Chen Weizheng could no longer hold it in. He asked Chen Weigang to call the village party secretary and Liu Yi's uncle over. He asked, "Is there a special person for the funeral in the village? Is there any incense, candles, paper, and oil in the ancestral hall? Are there all kinds of people in the village who blow conches for the ceremony? Where do they usually get the team to do it? "
The village party secretary and uncle said, "There's no ancestral hall. Because we're competing with the new Liu's village for status, even the clan leader hasn't been elected. Usually, the village's wedding and funeral ceremonies are held by each family. Those who have good relations with the village will come to help. Those who blow conches for the ceremony will invite themselves. Some will invite the neighboring villages, some will invite the county. There's no fixed arrangement."
Hearing this, Chen Weizheng picked up the phone and dialed Bai Sizhang. "Uncle Zhang, I've troubled you so late at night. I want to ask you for a favor."
Bai Sizhang said, "Weizheng, what is it?"
"I'm in Old Liu's village in Longshan. The grandfather of a friend here has passed away. I want to ask you to save him urgently." Chen Weizheng didn't stand on ceremony with him. He asked, "Do you have a master to pack the coffin?"
"Yes."
"Can you ask him to bring a full set of clothes to help pack the coffin? It's not easy to pack it after a long time."
"The master will be here in twenty minutes. Who are you looking for in Old Liu's village?"
"Me." Then he continued to arrange the work. "Ask someone to send down incense, candles, and earth cannons. It's best if they come quickly. Then arrange for someone to send down a curtain and a wreath to decorate the mourning hall. Set up the mourning hall before midnight. The chanting will be in place at midnight. "
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away. The incense, candles, and earth cannons will come with the master." Bai Sizhang said, "I'll come down after you've arranged it." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Chen Weizheng finished the phone call and said to his uncle, "Uncle, can I trouble you to find a few more people to set up the pot by the side, prepare firewood, tableware, and water. You can ask her directly for the cost." As he said that, he pointed at Ruan Lei. He took out his wallet and gave two thousand yuan to Ruan Lei. He said, "Ask me if it's not enough."
"Tonight's supper and tomorrow's breakfast are vegetarian noodles. Noodles, oil, salt, MSG, spices, Laoganma chili sauce, and a bowl and chopsticks. I'll bring them to you later. Find someone to cook the noodles. The meal will start at half past eleven and stay open until one o 'clock. Eat as you please. We'll talk about lunch and dinner tomorrow morning. "Chen Weizheng said to his uncle. His uncle nodded." I'll ask Xiao Yi's aunt to come. "
Then he turned around and said to the secretary, "Secretary, I'll think about it tonight. We'll talk about it tomorrow. What do you think?"
The secretary nodded like a chicken eating rice. "Okay, okay. That's good, very good!"
From the moment Chen Weizheng started to make the phone call, the village secretary, Chen Weigang, Ruan Lei, and the little boy stared at him without blinking. Ruan Lei took the two thousand yuan and didn't realize what was going on. His uncle woke up early. "No matter who you are, it's easy as long as you give the money."
Liu Yi and her grandmother didn't come back to their senses until the master finished loading the coffin. They found that the two-meter-tall incense had been lit, and the altar lamp had been placed at the bottom of the coffin. Ruan Lei and her aunt were cleaning up the kitchen. Her uncle and some people in the village were hanging the tent and setting up the mourning hall. Chen Weigang and the secretary were receiving guests at the entrance of the shed. Chen Weizheng and Bai Sizhang were arranging the work at each post and checking the results. Chen Weizheng was holding his brother's hand.
"Dong, dong, dong." Three cannons sounded, and the funeral began.
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