Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 1367

Since October, when he knew that the young master had sued the imperial court, and the king of Yizhou had reversed, he put down half his mind.

When he later learned that Yizhou king had died on the battlefield, the old case 13 years ago was completely turned out, and the rest of his mind was over.

After that, he had no will to survive. He just wanted to see the old lady and big brother and make sure it was true.

Since then, he has been in a daze. He thinks he can't live until the new year, but he thinks it's unlucky to die under the new year's day.

Although he was only a servant, it was too unlucky to die in the house, so he kept talking.

As a result, the eldest brother told him yesterday that the young master was engaged to miss man. He felt light. He knew that it was the deadline.

The servant who had been taking care of him also saw it and quickly invited Mrs. Liu.

Man Bao stepped forward two steps and reached out to touch his pulse. It was half a ring. She withdrew her hand and shook her head with the people.

Daji's eyes were hot. He held back his tears and came forward to hold Erji's upper body to let him see Bai Shan and Zhou man. He whispered, "young master and miss man have come to see you."

Erji slightly opened his eyes and looked at Bai Shan and Zhou man. He paused on Bai Shan for a while, murmured "master", and then slowly turned his eyes to see Zhou man. Half a ring, he said "sorry".

Man Bao shook his head slightly and whispered, "I don't blame you. It's not your fault that my parents died."

Erji pulled at the corners of his mouth. He seemed a little happy. He went down at once. He leaned softer in his brother's arms, and his voice was almost inaudible, "I, I want to go home..."

Daji nodded with tears and said, "brother, don't worry about sending you back to Longzhou..."

Erji put down his heart, exhaled a long breath, and slowly closed his eyes

Man Bao shook his hands and touched his pulse. A moment later, he shook his head at Daji with tears.

There was a low cry in the room.

Bai Shan and man Bao both have red eyes and are stunned. They are the first time to see such a sick and sick person.

Last time I saw death, assassins came to assassinate them

But the death of those people did not make them feel too uncomfortable. This time it was completely different.

They stared at Erji on the bed.

Mrs. Liu had been prepared, and she wiped her eyes when she was sad. She turned her head and said to mammy Liu, "take the shroud prepared for him and let him go well."

With tears in her eyes, Mammy Liu turned and went out.

Man Bao and Bai Shan stood aside, tears falling, shoulders pumping and crying silently.

There was only a small cry, but no one shouted out. Mammy Liu took the shroud, Daji wiped his eyes and said to the people, "go out and I'll change his clothes."

Man Bao stretched out his hand and led Bai Shan out. They stood silently in the corridor. Their hearts were sour and astringent. They felt that even their mouths had become bitter.

Old lady Liu turned her head and saw that they were crying all the time, so she pulled them to her body, wiped their tears with a handkerchief and said, "this is not a bad thing. He lived too hard and died, but he was out of the sea of suffering."

Man Bao and Bai Shan shed more tears.

Old man Liu touched man Bao's head and his eyes fell on the empty air. It seemed that it was cold today and there was a little sunshine in the morning. At this moment, the dark clouds blocked the whole sky, and at this time, it was only after noon.

Inside, Daji dressed Erji in a shroud and tidied his hair. Then everyone went in to see him.

Mrs. Liu stood by the bed and looked at the serene Erji. She said to Daji, "wait until midnight. The coffin is already ready. Don't worry."

Daji knelt down and kowtowed to Lao Fu Liu. Bai Shan stepped forward and pulled him up.

In fact, there are not many things that need them to be busy. Erji has been ill for too long. When he came to Yizhou city last year, the doctor said he was not well, but he has been holding on until now.

But Mrs. Liu is prepared, so everything is ready.

The servant silently set up a mourning hall in the hall of the pianyuan, because Erji was a servant and a new year, so he didn't mean to make a big deal.

Mrs. Liu stood in the yard and looked for a while. Then she stretched out her hand to hold mammy Liu's hand and left slowly. Zheng looked back at the house where Erji lived, and silently followed her mother-in-law.

There were only Daji and Bai shanmanbao left in the room.

The three sat on their feet in a daze, and on the bed behind them lay Erji with neat appearance.

After a long silence, Daji said astringently, "young master, I have to send him home. I'm afraid I can't go to the capital with the young master."

Bai Shan asked, "by land or by water?"

They will go the same way by land and separate by water, but the water should be faster and more convenient.

Longzhou is still north of the capital and needs to go for another two days. If you go by land, even if the weather is cold now and it has been more than ten days, the body will have a taste.

Daji said, "let's go by water."

Bai Shan nodded and said, "I'll tell my grandmother to prepare more ice for you."

Daji's tears almost came down. He got up and wanted to kneel down. Bai Shan quickly grabbed him and said, "Daji, you are different from Erji. I have never seen you as servants. You live and die with my father. Originally, my father released your book..."

So you're not a servant.

Daji said, "when I settle down at home, I'll find the young master and miss man."

Bai Shan and man Bao nodded. They continued to sit on their feet in a daze and looked back at Erji on the bed from time to time.

It's best to put it for a long time after death. Some rich and noble families may have to put it for a day and a night to collect it.

It's because some people fake death and just shut their breath. Even the doctors can't see it. They may live again sometime.

But as servants, Daji knows that they don't have this preferential treatment. Basically, they are buried directly in coffins when they die. Some big families have been wrapped in straw mats before they can breathe. Otherwise, it's too unlucky to die in the house.

Still alive, let alone dead.

The funeral is basically done by the servants themselves. Those who have money buy a coffin, and those who have no money wrap a straw mat and can be buried.

Not to mention transporting coffins all the way home. Transporting a coffin home costs more than pulling ten carts.

Daji got up and twisted the quilt for Erji. Although his face was blue and white at this time, I'm afraid he couldn't feel the cold, he covered it for him.

He couldn't help asking man Bao, "Miss man, can you cure Erji's injury if you treat it now?"

Man Bao shook his head after thinking about it. "I don't know if I can cure it in the future, but it must be impossible now."