Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 88 Funerals must be done with dignity
Zhou Laidi was stunned, "No way? Your father was still crying in pain when he was carried away!"

Shen Qing shook his head, "Sister, go back quickly and get the money. Let's go to the town and have a look."

"Take, take how much?"

"Take them all!" I still don't know what the situation is, so I always prepare for the worst.

Grandma Shen was moved and thought that at the critical moment, her own granddaughter was more reliable and her own daughter was the most useful. Like Zhou Laidi, she would not spend money to treat her eldest uncle's injuries.

Zhou Laidi had more concerns in her eyes, especially when she saw Shen Hui coming out with a baggage in her arms. She stared at the baggage without missing a beat.

Shen Qing found Uncle Huo and asked him to help take care of the house. Uncle Huo was worried and wanted to ask Huo Lin to follow him, but Shen Qing stopped him and told him that if he was delayed and didn't come back, he should take good care of the animals at home.

Huo Lin nodded with red eyes, said a few words of comfort, and told them to rest assured.

"Sister, help grandma, let's go to town."

"Okay." Shen Hui helped Granny Shen.

Shen Qing pulled Zhou Laidi, "Second Aunt, let's go!"

"Okay!" Zhou Laidi didn't say anything, but after walking for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Shen Qing, how much silver do you have in this bag? Do you have 100 taels?"

Shen Qing glanced at her and said, "Second Aunt, it's now like this, but you still care about my money!"

"Hey! I'm not worried that you won't have enough money after you go, so I'm so anxious!"

"According to what Second Aunt wants, if I don't have enough money, Second Aunt is going to help me with that?"

"Uh... no, that's not what I meant. Oh, how can our family have any money? I'm still thinking of sending your brother to school after the food harvest this year!" That's what I thought, but it's not easy to realize. With no connections and no foundation, Shen Feng doesn’t seem to be the right guy, but there has to be a reason!Shen Yan's marriage is dirty again, otherwise she will be used to make trouble.

Shen Qing naturally knew that she would not be able to get the money out, so she was not disappointed. If anything happened, don't expect too much from others. It was more practical to rely on yourself.

When they arrived in the town, Zhou Laidi led them to a medical clinic, where Shen Changgui was about to send them.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Changfu sitting on the bench of the medical center with his head down.

The village chief, Shen Youxin, was sitting on the other side with a bad look on his face.

There were also a few men from the village squatting aside and whispering.

"Second uncle, village chief uncle, how is my father?" Shen Qing had a bad feeling.

Shen Changfu looked up at her. Shen Qing saw the mixed emotions in his eyes, which seemed to be filled with tears. Shen Qing's heart sank suddenly, knowing that something was wrong.

Shen Youxin stood up and said warmly: "Auntie, you all should go in and take a look!"

Grandma Shen had also experienced this, and she guessed the situation when she saw it. She immediately collapsed on the ground and opened her mouth to cry.

Shen Qing and Shen Hui quickly pulled her up. Shen Qing's face was gloomy, and he said in a tone that could not be questioned: "Grandma, now is not the time to cry. Go in first and see if it's important."

"Yes, yes, go in and see your dad."

Zhou Laidi didn't dare to go in, but Shen Changfu accompanied her in.

In the inner hall of the hospital, there were several beds placed, some empty, some with people lying on them, and someone was lying on the bed closest to them, but it was covered with white cloth.

Not surprisingly, this is Shen Changgui.

Although he was not burned to death, he inhaled too much smoke and soon after arriving at the hospital, he could not breathe. Even if there was a doctor here, it would not help.

Shen Hui supported Granny Shen, and the two of them knelt beside Shen Changgui's body and cried in mourning.

Shen Qing, however, remained calm and stood aside, staring at the white cloth.To be honest, she had no feelings for Shen Changgui. She was not his biological daughter in the first place. Later, he treated Cao like that, and the little affection she had was wasted away.

But a living person who was chatting and laughing with her yesterday died in front of her today, which was not a good feeling.

She came out of the back hall and greeted Shen Youxin.

Shen Youxin sighed and said, "Girl, you have to hold on, you have to take care of your father's future."

Shen Changfu wiped his eyes and said, "She doesn't need to take care of it. As long as I'm here, I won't let my brother go away in a miserable way."

Zhou Laidi beat him secretly without asking him to speak.

Shen Qing just pretended that he couldn't see it, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Uncle, what is left in our family?"

Regardless of how the fire started, she had to deal with the aftermath, take stock of the remnants, and pack up her life to live a good life.

Shen Youxin was very pleased and felt that this girl was really strong. "The fire happened out of nowhere yesterday. Don't be afraid. I will check it out myself when I get back. First I need to know how the fire started."

Shen Qing nodded, "Then what is left in my family?"

"Uh... maybe, maybe there's nothing left. The roof has been burned, and the chickens and ducks in the yard have been burned to death. It was still smoking when I came here. Why don't you go back and take a look?"

Shen Qing shook his head, "In this case, my father's body cannot stay at home. Uncle, I have 50 taels of silver here. Could you please buy me a coffin. No material is allowed. I will use this money to arrange the funeral. No matter how much money I have, I will not do it." Gone."

Shen Changfu threw Zhou Laidi away, stepped forward and said firmly: "I will go home and get 20 taels. In short, my eldest brother's funeral must be a grand one."

Zhou Laidi was stamping her feet angrily from behind, but she had no time to stop her after all the words had been said.

Shen Qing stopped Shen Changfu and said, "Second uncle, no matter how capable you are, how much you can do, only 50 taels."

Shen Youxin said: "Fifty taels is quite a lot. The coffin shop in our town can buy a medium-sized coffin for 50 taels. Plus the cost of 20, it's almost enough."

After saying that, he said to Shen Qing: "Your father left a message before he died, saying that from now on, everything in the family will be left to you and you will have to take care of it."

When Shen Changgui was about to die, his face was distorted in pain, and he couldn't say much. These were all squeezed out.

Shen Changfu nodded sadly, "Yes, that's what eldest brother said. Girl Qing, don't be afraid. You will still have a second uncle in the future. If anything happens, the second uncle will ask the second uncle."

Shen Qing just smiled and didn't answer. She always believed that it was better to rely on herself than anyone else.

Shen Youxin worked very quickly. Half an hour later, he rented an ox cart from the coffin shop and asked the shop to send some things for the funeral. In addition, he also bought some wine and food, which he always had on hand.

The group of people returned to Crescent Bay holding the coffin.

That night, Uncle Cao and Aunt Wu came, along with Erya and Wu Laohan from the same village. He came to help, and he took the initiative.

Uncle Cao thought that there must be insufficient manpower here, so he agreed.

As for the Shen family, Shen Qing refused to expand the impact of the matter, so no one else knew except the villagers.

On the other hand, several families living on the mountain came to express their condolences when they learned that her father had passed away.

Both the Fan family and Fan Cuicui came over to help.

Everyone else thought these two sisters were really pitiful, but within just a few months, their mother died first, and then their father.

But Shen Qing felt nothing in his heart. He knelt on the straw mat, kowtowed and burned paper. His expression was also indifferent, unlike Shen Hui, whose voice was hoarse from crying and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

(End of this chapter)