Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

It’s a mixed bag here.

There are all kinds of people.

Of course, the poor are the most numerous.

"Whoosh hoot—"

"Young master, the largest coffin shop in town is just ahead. I'll carry you there." Zhang Jinlan was panting heavily from exhaustion.

As time went on, the corpse on her back became harder and harder, and the woman's hands gradually became cold.

She felt very nervous.

If it weren’t for these two taels of silver.

How could she dare to carry the corpse?

It seemed that Zhang Jinlan was thinking of the fields that could not be used to grow rice and her eldest grandson who lacked money to get married, so she made a concerted effort.

The body was carried to the coffin shop.

"Oh, I'm so tired, young master, give me the backpack. It's getting late, and I have to go back to the village with my granddaughter."

Zhang Jinlan was not actually in a hurry, she was just afraid that the little brat would default on his debt.

It’s not easy to ask for the money.

After all, his mother just died.

I can only ask for the debt indirectly.

"Grandma, a doctor came to the village a few years ago. He said that only people who were poisoned would have black mouths and fingers. Why are these aunties also black? Was she poisoned?"

Jiang Fubao's childish voice suddenly rang out in the coffin shop.

The boy was stunned on the spot.

He walked to the body and examined it carefully, seeming to confirm what Jiang Fubao said.

He raised his head, his face showing a mixture of hatred and anger, yet with a hint of forbearance.

Jiang Fubao knew.

The boy in front of her should have known what was going on, so her reminder was not in vain.

She had already taken the woman's pulse the moment her grandmother carried her on her back.

After all, the absence of air at the tip of the nose does not mean that the person is dead.

Maybe he was in a coma.

After making sure that the woman's pulse had stopped beating, Jiang Fubao was attracted by her dark purple fingers.

You should know that only patients with heart and lung diseases will have purple lips and fingers.

But the woman did not have clubbing.

This rules out the possibility of purple coloration being caused by illness.

Then there is only the last one left.

Poisoned!

But why did the doctor just now say that the woman died from exhaustion during childbirth?

Can't you really tell the simple symptoms of poisoning?

Anyone who can open such a big clinic is not an ordinary person.

Without being able to take the woman's pulse, Jiang Fubao couldn't determine the woman's physical condition.

Anyway, she didn't believe what the doctor said.

Then I thought about the times the boy called "Auntie" to the people in the house.

A conspiracy emerged in Jiang Fubao's mind.

The death of a woman.

I'm afraid it's man-made!

Seeing that the boy was really filial, she pondered all the way and finally couldn't help but remind him.

After all, she is just a three-year-old child and there is no need to be responsible for what she says.

Believe it or not, it depends on the boy himself.

"Fubao, don't talk nonsense. You may have heard it wrongly. The medical skills of the rural doctors are half-baked. How can they compare with the doctors in the town clinic? Young master, we are leaving."

When Zhang Jinlan heard Jiang Fubao's words, she was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth, fearing that her granddaughter would say something else that would cause misunderstanding.

She knew that doctor.

He is a traveling doctor.

I came from another place a few years ago and stayed in Jiangjia Village for two days.

But his medical skills were very poor. He could not cure any of the villagers’ illnesses.

No wonder he's running around.

I guess it’s because his medical skills are too poor and he’s afraid of being caught and beaten up.

What his granddaughter just said must have been heard from him.

How can you take it seriously?

She was afraid that her granddaughter would talk too much and cause people to think bad things, so she immediately changed the subject and urged the boy to give her money.

"I'll give you all these. No need to look for them."

The boy was silent for a while, then he put all the change he had picked up from the ground into Zhang Jinlan's hands.

"Oh, thank you so much, young master. Please accept my condolences. I am leaving first. You must take care of yourself."

Take the silver.

Zhang Jinlan's hands were shaking with excitement.

This is three and a half taels!

Her whole family couldn't earn that much money even if they worked for a whole year.

But he made money simply by carrying a corpse.

If I had known this, I would have asked her to carry ten a day.

With this money, the eldest grandson's marriage will be settled.

Zhang Jinlan carefully put the change into the purse, put the bamboo basket on her back, held her granddaughter's hand, and left quickly.

It doesn't matter whether the boy has money to buy a coffin or not.

She didn't say it.

What if the boy regrets it if I tell him?

Walked about ten steps.

The boy ran out of the coffin shop.

He shouted loudly at the backs of the grandparents and grandchildren.

"My name is Shen Hechi, thank you for today——"

Jiang Fubao turned her head and looked at him. The next second, she smiled innocently at the opposite side and turned and left.

"Grandma, he's thanking you."

Jiang Fubao deliberately said something to grandma.

"I know, this kid is really honest, he gave so much money and he was polite, but it's a pity, he had a bad fate, his mother died when he was so young, just now I heard him calling that woman in the house aunt, tut tut, his future life will be miserable, by the way, he just said what his name was, I didn't hear it clearly, never mind, I won't see him a second time anyway, who cares what his name is."

Zhang Jinlan had no doubt at all.

She really thought the boy was thanking her.

After leaving the coffin shop, the grandparents walked towards Wanlu Street, where people selling livestock could be seen everywhere.

There are cows, horses, sheep, pigs, chickens, ducks and geese.

Jiang Fubao stopped at a stall selling chickens.

"Grandma, there are chicks for sale here. Let's buy some and take them home to raise. Then we can go to the mountains to pick up insects for the chicks to eat. When they grow up, they will be able to lay eggs, and we will have more eggs than we can eat."

Jiang Fubao suddenly came up with an idea, she raised her head and said to grandma.

Anyway, I made three and a half taels today, plus the money from selling eggs, it’s almost four taels, so buying some chicks is no big deal.

When the chicken grows up and lays eggs every day, she will take the opportunity to put the foreign eggs in the refrigerator under the chicken's butt.

Pretend it was laid by a chicken.

"Okay, let me ask you about the price. How much do you want for this chicken? How much is it?"

Zhang Jinlan saw her granddaughter looking at her expectantly.

She became ruthless.

Decided to buy a few.

"Twenty cents each, no bargaining!"

When the man selling chickens heard someone asking the price, he first raised his eyelids and glanced at the grandparents and grandchildren in front of him from head to toe.

I saw that they had patches all over their bodies.

His eyes became disdainful and he quoted a price in a very perfunctory tone.

"What? Twenty cents? That's too expensive. Even a hen that's been raised for a few years only sells for sixty cents. Twenty cents for a chick. Are you serious about selling it?"

Zhang Jinlan was shocked.

It’s not like my family hasn’t raised chickens before.

A chick would sell for between six and twelve cents at best.

The bigger the more expensive it is.

Because newly hatched chicks are prone to die.

In the past, she would buy ten chicks and if she was lucky, two or three would die. But if she was unlucky, it was common for half of them to die.

Now it has risen to twenty cents per piece?

Wouldn’t it cost two hundred dollars to buy ten?

She suspected that the man selling chickens was giving a random price.