After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

The "Nian" (Year) was to be sent away on the third night of the first lunar month, and Ye Laosi died on that night. No one found him when he died, and it was not until the neighbors went to his house at noon the next day that they discovered that he had frozen to death.

It's freezing cold, so it's normal for a few people to freeze to death.

Those who are weak and have no family will die without anyone knowing.

"Xun Qing." Ye Hongsheng came to the door with a serious expression.

Ye Xunqing was preparing for tomorrow's class. When he saw Ye Hongsheng coming, he thought he was here to discuss the class.

"Uncle Hongsheng, is it really necessary for you to make a trip for such a small matter?" Ye Xunqing said with a smile, "Ah Heng has already notified every household. Classes will start tomorrow."

Ye Hongsheng didn't look relaxed. "No, I'm not talking about the class schedule. You know more about it than I do. Just make your own arrangements."

Ye Xunqing put down his pen and asked, "What's that?"

Ye Hongsheng lowered his voice and said, "Your father is dead."

Ye Xunqing’s first reaction was unhappiness. His father was fine, so why did Uncle Hongsheng curse his father?

Then he thought about it and knew who Ye Hongsheng was talking about.

Ye Xunqing chuckled and said, "Uncle Hongsheng, you're joking. I don't have a father, I only have my dad, and he's been dead for a few years. The dead are the greatest. Uncle Hongsheng, please don't joke about my dad. I'll be unhappy."

Although he was smiling, Ye Hongsheng was really angry.

"Xun Qing..."

"It's so cold, why is my cousin here?" Feng Jingheng opened the door curtain and came in. "Are you coming to eat? The meal hasn't been cooked yet."

Ye Hongsheng looked at Ye Xunqing and then at Feng Jingheng, then said, "I'm not here to eat. I want to tell you about Ye Lao Si."

"Who is that? I don't know him." Ye Xunqing was laughing. "If Uncle Hongsheng comes to eat, I welcome him. If he wants to talk about something else, then there's no need to say anything."

Feng Jingheng also said, "It's just that a wicked person died in the village. Is it necessary for my cousin to go door to door to inform everyone? We won't go to the banquet this time. The village school will start tomorrow, and Ah Qing has to go teach the children tomorrow."

Now that things have been said, it would be impolite if Ye Hongsheng didn't leave.

Ye Hongsheng put his hands behind his back and sighed, "Oh, okay, that's it!"

After he left, Ye Xunqing continued writing, not being affected by Ye Laosi at all.

If it was someone else who died, Ye Xunqing might go to pay his respects out of courtesy.

Ye Laosi is dead, so let him die as far away as possible. Don't bring bad luck to him here.

Ye Hongsheng originally wanted to find Ye Xunqing to bury Ye Laosi, but Ye Xunqing didn't buy it at all.

That’s right, Yang Shu was poisoned to death by Ye Laosi, so it’s reasonable for Ye Xunqing to hate him.

But if Ye Xunqing doesn't bury Ye Laosi, someone will have to pay for the burial. He can't just throw him into a stinky ditch, right?

He had already gone to find Ye Laosi's brothers in the afternoon, but no one was willing to pay. They were either scolding Ye Xunqing for being cruel or refusing by saying they had no money.

Ye Hongsheng had no choice but to come to Ye Xunqing.

The result was a complete failure.

After returning home, Wang Qiumei knew from his appearance that he had not gained any benefit.

"I told you not to go, but you wouldn't listen and insisted on going to look for Xunqing," Wang Qiumei said angrily. "What good would it do you if he got mad at you? He's just a dead man who hurts himself and others. Is it worth braving the cold wind for him?"

Ye Hongsheng was filled with grievances. "Do you think it's easy for me? Do you think I want to run outside in the middle of winter? None of Ye Laosi's brothers are willing to accept me, and Xun Qing hates him even more. I'm the village chief. Someone died in the village, and no one cares about him. So don't I have to deal with it?"

"Pah, pah, pah, it's not even the end of the first lunar month yet, and you're already saying something so unlucky." Wang Qiumei said, "Ye Lao Si is really good at mistreating people. He's doing this on New Year's Day, deliberately trying to make people unhappy."

Ye Hongsheng was also resentful. "That's right. I'm so fed up. His family won't bury him, so the village will have to pay for it."

Wang Qiumei didn't want to take the money. "You can do whatever you want. I don't have any money anyway."

Who would be willing to spend money to bury an unloved dead person for no reason?

Ye Hongsheng is not stupid, so he naturally doesn't want to do that.

"Then leave it there for now. When the weather gets hot, let it stink." He also got angry.

In this way, Ye Laosi's body was left at home unattended. Fortunately, the weather was cold and the body had not yet rotted. If it were summer, it would have attracted flies.

After a few days, Ye Xunqing suddenly thought of Ye Laosi, as he seemed to have not heard the news of his burial.

"Aheng, is Ye Laosi buried in the ground?" Ye Xunqing asked casually.

Feng Jingheng shook his head and said, "No, he's still lying at home. It's been very cold these past two days, but he doesn't stink."

Ye Xunqing thought for a moment and said, "I really don't want to bother with such a person. Let's burn him to death."

Feng Jingheng was surprised and asked, "Are you going to burn him?"

Ye Xunqing asked back: "Is it not possible?"

Feng Jingheng didn't answer whether it was possible or not, but said, "Even if a person is guilty of a heinous crime, no one would burn him to death."

In ancient times, the most cruel way was to grind bones into dust and scatter ashes. One had to be extremely hateful to grind bones into dust and scatter ashes.

Ye Xunqing said: "Why don't you find him a coffin and bury him?"

It would cost a lot of money to hire someone to make a coffin, and Ye Laosi was not worthy of it.

"Okay, then let's do as you say." Feng Jingheng agreed.

The two went to Ye Hongsheng's house to discuss Ye Laosi's affairs.

When Ye Hongsheng heard that Ye Xunqing wanted to burn Ye Laosi, he was very scared. There had never been a case in their village where a son burned his father.

Looking at the entire southeast region, I guess there isn't any.

Ye Xunqing still had the same attitude, "Erecting a monument is just to let future generations pay homage to him. Anyway, I won't go to pay homage to him no matter where he is buried. It's better to just burn it and dig a hole somewhere to bury it. It saves trouble and money."

Ye Hongsheng remained silent.

Ye Xunqing continued, "If you have a better way, please tell me. If there is no other way, just follow my way."

Ye Hongsheng was still a little hesitant. He had never done anything like burning a human corpse.

"Then who do you think burned him?" Ye Hongsheng asked.

Ye Xunqing replied: "Just find someone to go. If you don't go, I, your own son, will go."

Ye Hongsheng was indeed frightened by him. This kid was not only cruel, but also extremely courageous.

The ancients respected corpses and believed that death was the greatest thing. No matter what they did in life, as long as they died, it would be written off.

They are also very afraid of corpses, worrying that the ghosts of dead people will still be around. If anyone destroys the corpse, the ghost will come to settle the score with them.

Ye Xunqing is so brave that he even dares to touch dead people.

"Whatever you say." Ye Hongsheng said tiredly, "He's your father anyway."

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "Okay, then it's settled."

I guess Ye Laosi never thought that his final outcome would be like this.