Chapter 277 (1/2)

At dawn the next day, he Feng had planned to stay here for a few days, but he didn't think that his mother Chen Guixiang suddenly called him back to the village.

It turned out that a villager in the village had an emergency. After he was sent to the hospital, the hospital was helpless, urged them to leave the hospital, and told them that there was no cure for the disease, so they went home to take care of the aftermath.

The sick people are only in their 30s. In today's society, they are well deserved young people. Their families are worried and think of He Feng, who is famous as a miracle doctor.

But he Feng was not at home.

Seeing the patient in danger, the patient's mother knelt in front of Chen Guixiang and asked Chen Guixiang to call her son back for treatment.

Chen Guixiang was a soft hearted person. Seeing that others were so poor, he called.

His mother's life could not be violated. He Feng had no choice but to sue Liu Qingyan and Xing Yuanyuan separately, and then drove home.

That afternoon, he Feng drove back to the village, but he didn't expect that when he just returned to the village, there was a loud sound of sadness and music in his ears.

Since the conditions in the village are getting better and better, there are fewer and fewer simple funerals and weddings in the past. Whether it is a white wedding, it is becoming more and more extravagant and wasteful.

But also formed a bad habit, reading is the old party secretary, straight distressed, but there is nothing to do.

When he Feng got home, he asked, ”Mom, who's dead?”

But just then, Chen Guixiang hurriedly pulled him into the room and said, ”you came back late. Qiangzi didn't hold on at noon.”

”Oh.” He Feng nodded slightly and didn't take it to heart. This strong son is called he Qiang. He is a teenager older than him. He doesn't have any intersection on weekdays. Naturally, he can't talk about sadness.

Since there was nothing to do, he Feng turned on the TV and prepared to brush the latest popular TV dramas. Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Chen Guixiang quickly pulled him up.

Said: ”according to the generation, Qiangzi is still your brother. Later, you take something to worship. They are all from the same village. Go and see if you can help. If you have something, just help.”

He Feng nodded, then got up and walked to he Qiang's house.

There were a lot of people along the way. They all rushed there. There was nothing to do in the village on weekdays. When they met someone to do a funeral or a wedding, they would flock to help.

After all, this kind of thing can happen to anyone. If you don't help others, they won't help you in the future.

It's called reciprocity.

Walking into the mourning hall, he Qiang, who was lying on the middle mourning hall and wearing several layers of shroud, came into view.

He Feng first took out 500 yuan to follow the members, which is also the rule. The funeral is also associated with the banquet, so he still needs to follow the members.

Then he went to the of the mourning hall and wanted to worship with incense.

But unexpectedly, just a few steps, he felt something wrong. It seems that he hasn't died yet.

But he was not sure. He needed to observe it carefully, and then he was stunned and looked at it carefully.

But some people didn't like him to do this. After all, people do funerals. When you stand in front of people's mourning hall, just do it and watch. What's the matter?