Master Yuan's sudden terrified expression frightened everyone, and they all turned to look.
But they only saw the coffin lying on the ground intact, which made them feel suspicious.
Turn back.
That Master Yuan actually ran down the mountain, as if his feet were greased.
"So, this old man is still lying!"
"Tired of living, eh!"
Jing Jian and Hu Zi were about to chase after him, but Lu Fei stopped them.
"Brother Jing, moving the grave is more important."
As he said this, he took out a small stone with a faint scent of incense and threw it at Master Yuan's back.
Thud.
The stone hit its mark precisely.
Master Yuan was greatly startled, lost his balance, and fell flat on his face, getting a mouthful of mud.
"Huzi, light the incense."
"Sure thing!"
Huzi chuckled mischievously and quickly took out a stick of incense, lit it, and bowed toward the back of Master Yuan.
"Mr. Hu, I wish you the god of bad luck! Fall into a manhole while walking, get food stuck in your teeth while drinking, nothing goes right, lose money and suffer disasters!"
Master Yuan did not know what he was about to face, but he felt a chill down his spine, afraid that he would be beaten and ran away with his tail between his legs.
"Ma, my father is moving the grave, but you're causing trouble. What's your intention?" Liu Fugui raised his eyebrows, placed his hands on his waist, and glared at Ma Yongming with a show of force.
"Huiyun, let me explain, I really didn't know that Master Yuan was a fraud..." Ma Yongming desperately tried to explain to Ge Huiyun.
He brought the person here, and now he says he didn't know. Who would believe him?
"I don't want to hear you talk right now!"
Ge Huiyun's feelings were complicated. This old classmate had been busy with her family's affairs all along, and she had been very grateful, but she never expected that he would do something like this.
"Huiyun, it's not what you think..."
"Did you hear that? My little Yun doesn't want to listen to you! This is our family's business, you outsider, get lost!"
Ma Yongming still tried to cling to Ge Huiyun, but Liu Fugui directly pushed him away.
"Huiyun, I really am innocent," Ma Yongming insisted, not budging and putting on a pitiful look.
Ge Huiyun rubbed her temples, not in the mood to deal with him at the moment, and turned to apologize to Lu Fei and Jing Jian.
"Manager Lu, Master Jing, I am truly sorry. I was too foolish, almost deceived by a scammer."
"You can't say that! Ms. Ge, although you are not very smart, in this case, the one who is wrong is the scammer, not the person who was deceived!" Jing Jian waved his hand magnanimously, "The most important thing is that we drove off the scammer and didn't delay the relocation of the grave. It's about time, let's continue."
Ge Huiyun, who had been quite grateful, found herself at a loss whether to laugh or cry at his words.
"Brother Jing, in the future, talk less and do more!"
Lu Fei shook his head speechlessly and wiped away the marks left by the counterweight on the coffin.
Now, the workers effortlessly lifted the coffin.
"Move the coffin!"
Then, following the normal funeral procedures, they carried the coffin to the new grave for burial.
Under Jing Jian's supervision, the funeral was successfully completed.
Ge Huiyun's father was reburied in the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix site. Whether it was a psychological effect or not, once the grave was sealed, she instantly felt a great relief both mentally and physically.
It was as if the dark clouds that had been hanging over her suddenly dissipated.
"Dad, rest in peace. In the past, I was unfilial, always busy with work outside, but now that I have returned, I will definitely bring Tingting to visit you often."
She held her daughter's hand and burned paper money as an offering.
Liu Fugui also knelt down to pay his respects. She glanced at him but did not stop him.
The funeral concluded.
"Manager Lu, Master Jing, you've worked hard! Thanks to you, my father can be buried in such a good place!"
Ge Huiyun respectfully handed over two large red envelopes that she had prepared in advance to the two of them.
"Sister-in-law, Old Liu and I are friends. It's too formal to take money for such a small matter," Lu Fei naturally didn't accept it.
Jing Jian counted the money in the red envelope, and surprisingly only took 2,000 yuan, returning the rest to Ge Huiyun, saying that he didn't need that much money to help out.
Lu Fei really wanted to slap him in the face.
Given the chance to make money, he didn't take it.
He deserves to be poor!
After all this was done, it was already quite late.
Ge Huiyun invited everyone to have a meal at a nearby farmhouse restaurant.
The firewood chicken was steaming hot.
The tender and not dry free-range chicken, paired with the fragrant cornbread and fresh vegetables just picked from the ground, made everyone enjoy their meal immensely.
This meal was not luxurious, but Lu Fei found it much more delicious than the delicacies in the big restaurants in the city.
He and Jing Jian Ku had a great time eating, and Xiao Hei also ate until his belly was round.
The only one who ruined the mood was Ma Yongming.
He pulled Ge Huiyun to the side and said something, after which she actually forgave him.
When they returned, the two seemed to have become closer.
Liu Fugui was quite angry, losing all appetite for food. He kept drinking sourly: 'What's the big deal about a golden ring? It's not like I can't afford to give one!'
Lu Fei then noticed that there was a gold ring on Ge Huiyun's finger.
It looked like she had chosen Ma Yongming.
After all, there was no evidence to prove that Immortal Yuan and Ma Yongming were in cahoots.
Liu Fugui had been bustling about for nothing.
Lu Fei looked at the gold ring a few times, shook his head, and didn't comment.
Throughout the meal, Hu Zi was busy running around, enthusiastically helping everyone by adding more food, serving tea, and fetching water.
"When someone invites us to dinner, you're running around like this. People might think you're their son-in-law," Lu Fei glared at him.
"Boss, what are you saying! What son-in-law, I don't understand, ahahahahaha."
Hu Zi smiled coyly and worked even harder.
This smile almost made Jing Jian drop his bowl in shock.
"Lu Fei, what's wrong with him?"
"Nothing, he has a bit of a fever."
"What kind of strange illness is that, is it contagious?"
Jing Jian quickly kept his distance from Hu Zi, pulled Lu Fei to one side, and said, "By the way, there's something interesting about this village that I wanted to tell you."
"What is it?"
"During those few days when we were finding an auspicious burial site for Ms. Ge's father, I had my meals in this village, and I heard that there's a particularly smart and human-like old sow in the village."
"What did you say?"
Lu Fei nearly spewed out a mouthful of soup.
"Old sow?!"
"Yes! An old sow! It's said that this old sow has lived for over forty years and is very perceptive."
"A few years ago, there was a big flood in their village. In the middle of the night, the hill behind the village was washed away by the water. If it weren't for the old sow screaming and waking up the entire village, they would have all been buried in the mudslide!"
"Ever since then, the owner of the old sow has raised it like a child."
Jing Jian spoke vividly, even spraying out spittle as he talked.
"I heard it can distinguish between truth and falsehood, and discern people's hearts! No matter if the money is real or fake, just place it in front of it, and it can tell. Moreover, whether a person is telling the truth or lying, it can immediately figure it out."
"Really? Can a pig be so perceptive?"
Lu Fei opened his eyes wide, his curiosity successfully piqued.
It's not uncommon to hear about perceptive animals in the countryside, but they are usually cats or dogs, or at the very least, an old ox. Never before has there been talk of a perceptive pig.
Furthermore, the average domestic pig lives for ten to twenty years, but in reality, they are often slaughtered for meat after only one or two years. For a pig to live more than forty years is simply unheard of!
Could it be that the old sow has become some kind of spirit?