Chapter 1283: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 1283: Grave Pit Splashed with Feces Water

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Du Xiaojuan drove the car, carrying Wang Dashan, and when they returned to Shanggou Village, the time was already past five in the afternoon, approaching six.

The setting sun was like molten red iron, pouring over this small village surrounded by mountains on all four sides.

The village entrance had gained many more red paper scraps left from burnt firecrackers.

Those were the villagers who died in the car accident, the last traces they left to this village.

Du Xiaojuan drove the car into the village entrance, slowly arriving at the family's doorstep.

Only to see the courtyard empty and desolate.

Only Li Xiulan alone, sitting on a small stool, staring blankly into the air.

She still held in her hand green beans that hadn't been fully picked.

"Mom!"

Wang Dashan called out.

Li Xiulan only then hurriedly came back to her senses:

"Dashan, how come you're back?"

Du Xiaojuan then said:

"Mom, Dashan has come back to apologize to the villagers."

Li Xiulan couldn't help wiping away tears:

"With something like this happening, you won't have to go to prison, right?"

Wang Dashan hurriedly said:

"Mom, I'm fine, Xiao Juan has already helped me handle everything."

Li Xiulan hurriedly grabbed Du Xiaojuan's hand, grateful beyond words:

"Xiao Juan, thank goodness for you, otherwise Dashan's whole life would probably be ruined."

Du Xiaojuan then said:

"Mom, rest assured, Wang Dashan is not only my husband but also my son's biological father, I definitely won't stand by and do nothing. Look, through the lawyer I hired fighting for it, the Traffic Police side has already ruled: Wang Dashan bears secondary responsibility. But even with secondary responsibility, he still has to come back and apologize to the families of the dead and injured. After all, everyone's from the same village — you bow your head and you see them when you look up!"

Li Xiulan hurriedly nodded:

"Right, right, indeed we must go apologize. Something like this happened, if we don't apologize, our consciences won't be at ease! These past few days, I haven't been able to sleep, always thinking those dead villagers might come back in the middle of the night to find you!"

"Mom, it's all my fault..." Looking at his mother's haggard expression, Wang Dashan felt terrible inside. He was someone who didn't easily bow his head and admit fault to others, but in front of his mother, he sincerely and genuinely admitted fault from the bottom of his heart.

Li Xiulan instead said:

"Silly child, don't say such things, don't blame yourself, this has nothing to do with you. If you ask me, it's all Wang Zhanggen's fault. Him dying was one thing, but dead he still harmed you three brothers — simply like a vengeful ghost!"

Wang Dashan gave a bitter smile:

"Mom, Dad has already passed, no need to resent him anymore."

Li Xiulan instead said:

"If not resent him then who? You, you're just too filial, you shouldn't have listened to him, you should've dragged him to the crematorium!"

Du Xiaojuan at this time spoke:

"Mom, let's not talk about past matters. You cook first, I'll take Wang Dashan out for a trip, and we'll come back later to eat together with you!"

"Good, good, I'll kill a chicken and stew chicken soup for you!"

Li Xiulan hurriedly nodded.

Du Xiaojuan instead said:

"Just cook something simple, no need to go to expense!"

Du Xiaojuan brought Wang Dashan to a household not far away next door.

The master of this household died in that car accident.

Du Xiaojuan brought Wang Dashan in, explained the purpose, and had Wang Dashan kneel down, directly kowtow and admit fault, saying some words of apology.

That household, whether the mistress who had become a widow or their children, naturally all harbored resentment toward Wang Dashan.

However, because 200,000 in compensation had already been paid, plus now Wang Dashan was kneeling before them, they couldn't say anything too ugly.

After all, the dead cannot be brought back to life, and life must still go on.

Can only say all this is fate.

Those whom Heaven wants to take, no one can keep.

Nor can it all be blamed on Wang Dashan — who could have imagined that on this mountain highway, a big freight truck would appear in the middle of the night?

The first household's apology went fairly smoothly.

Next was the second household, third household, fourth household...

Some people had already left the village, for example Yang Jiahao. He took his father's compensation money and left that very day. He didn't even go handle his father's corpse, just left it in the County Hospital morgue, saying he'd wait until the freight truck driver's side paid compensation, then come back and handle the corpse.

Some others, because they were injured very severely, are still hospitalized in the hospital. Their families have all gone to the hospital to help take care of them, and aren't home. Wang Dashan can only wait until tomorrow, then go to the hospital side to apologize to them.

So walking a round through the village, this apology went fairly smoothly.

Wang Dashan was still worried he'd be scolded bloody by those dead and injured families, left with no place to hide.

However, such a thing did not happen.

Can only say, Du Xiaojuan helped him too much.

If not for Du Xiaojuan helping him handle the compensation matters properly in advance, him going to apologize now would definitely have gotten him scolded quite a lot.

Reality is like this; once the compensation is in place, everyone can naturally sit down and talk calmly.

After all, compensation of one hundred or two hundred thousand, for rural people, is already not a small amount.

However, after this round of apologies, although it went smoothly, Wang Dashan's knees were still red and swollen from kneeling; after all, every time he knelt directly on the hard floor, there was no mat to cushion him.

Wang Dashan felt the pain, but he didn't say anything.

He also knew that this bit of pain of his, compared to the pain of losing loved ones, didn't count for anything at all.

When Du Xiaojuan brought Wang Dashan back home, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Li Xiulan had long since cooked the rice and dishes, keeping them warm in the pot in the kitchen; she hadn't eaten, just waiting for Wang Dashan and Du Xiaojuan to return.

Because Du Xiaojuan had said she would come back to eat dinner together.

Wang Erhai hadn't eaten either; after returning from the farm, he was also waiting for Wang Dashan and Du Xiaojuan to return.

Several people sat at the dining table in the living room; Li Xiulan busily went to the kitchen to bring the dishes over.

Du Xiaojuan followed to help.

"Mom, if you feel lonely in Shanggou Village, call me anytime; I'll take you down to Guangzhou to live, and by the way you can help me watch the kids."

Li Xiulan said:

"If you want me to watch the kids, I'll definitely go; just afraid you'll dislike me for being old, not understanding anything."

Du Xiaojuan said:

"No problem, I've hired a live-in nanny; actually there's no need for you to do anything, just afraid you'll feel lonely alone in the village."

Li Xiulan said:

"Right now Erhai is still in the village; I go to his farm to work every day. As long as I keep busy, it's fine, I don't feel lonely; only when sleeping at night, my heart can't help but feel a bit empty..."

Li Xiulan felt this feeling of hers was very strange; didn't she hate Wang Zhanggen very much? Why, when Wang Zhanggen left, would she instead feel empty inside?

Perhaps it's because of habit.

Decades together with Wang Zhanggen, used to that long face of his, used to his terrible temper; suddenly he was gone, and instead she couldn't adapt.

Du Xiaojuan said:

"I'll follow your wishes; if you want to come to Guangzhou, just call me; if you don't want to come, I won't force you either."

And at this time, on the other side, in the living room.

Wang Erhai smoked silently:

"That old thing, I already had the crematorium take him away to cremate; you'd better not have any objections!"

Wang Dashan also smoked silently:

"Cremate then; before we followed his last wishes so carefully, and that old thing didn't protect us either."

Wang Erhai said again:

"Not burying him in that spot he chose anymore either."

Wang Dashan was stunned:

"Then bury where?"

"Bury at Zhuyuan Bei."

Zhuyuan Bei is a mass grave on the back mountain of Shanggou Village.

Wang Dashan said:

"Actually burying him in that place he chose isn't impossible either; the feng shui is always a bit better than Zhuyuan Bei."

Wang Erhai let out a dry heh-heh laugh:

"That spot he chose, who knows who poured manure water into it; no matter how good the feng shui, it's turned into stinking water."

Wang Dashan was surprised:

"Who did this kind of immoral thing?"