After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Chapter 1879 Carrying the Coffin

Zhang Ran didn't mind and turned to Fu Qin, advising, "The child is ignorant, so please forgive him this time."

Fu Qin nodded, her eyes red.

The village chief, who had been silent until now, chuckled twice. "Hurry up and move the coffin. Don't delay the important matter."

The others followed the village chief to the small room, while Zhang Ran stood still, her eyes fixed on the mother and son with a half-smile.

The carpenter's wife felt intimidated by her gaze and instinctively pulled her son into the room.

After watching the mother and son walk away, Zhang Ran stepped into the small room and, together with the others, carried the coffin out.

The village chief walked alongside, constantly reminding everyone to be careful of the threshold and the stones under their feet.

Fu Qin followed closely behind.

Gou Dan's house was at the east end of the village. It didn't have a yard, and people who had heard the news were standing outside the door, whispering about Gou Dan's death in small groups.

"His mother said he went to bed early last night and they didn't see him all day. They finally found him at the foot of the hill. He had broken his neck and was gone."

"He must have stayed up all night peeping at women taking a bath, and then slipped and fell to his death because it was too dark."

"It's also possible that he was caught stealing and fell to his death while trying to escape."

"Alright, he's dead, stop talking."

It was getting late, and a kerosene lamp was lit inside the house. The sound of crying could be heard intermittently.

When the crowd saw the coffin being carried over, they all made way for it.

Someone noticed an unfamiliar face inside the coffin and asked curiously, "Who's that?"

"The new teacher, Ms. Zhang."

"Is the woman following behind also a new teacher?"

Everyone's attention immediately shifted from Gou Dan's death to Zhang Ran and Fu Qin, whispering comments and comparing the two to the teachers who had previously taught in rural areas.

The main room had been prepared in advance, and the coffin was placed in the center after it was carried in.

The village chief quickly called Zhang Ran and the others to go inside and carry the body into the coffin.

"My son!" Gou Dan's mother cried out in anguish as she was being helped up.

Dog Egg's father kept wiping away his tears.

Gou Dan had already been dressed in his funeral clothes, and Zhang Ran and the other three people each carried one of his arms and legs.

The men carrying the body glanced at Gou Dan's dead body, then quickly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

Zhang Ran glanced at it a few more times.

He had a shifty, rat-like face; even in death, he had a lewd look on his face.

The body was placed in the coffin, and that was the end of Zhang Ran and the others' business.

Dog Egg's father immediately stepped forward and gave each of Zhang Ran and the other three a pack of cigarettes and a red envelope.

They all believe that carrying a coffin is unlucky and will affect their fortune, so very few people are willing to carry a coffin. Whenever someone is hired to carry a coffin, they have to give a red envelope to ward off bad luck. As for the amount of money in the red envelope, it is not much, maybe a hundred yuan at most.

The village chief called Zhang Ran aside and said, "You'll have to come back for the funeral the day after tomorrow to help carry the body up the mountain." He patted Zhang Ran's shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest. You have to get up early tomorrow to teach the children."

He then turned around and ordered Fu Qin to help in the kitchen, picking and washing vegetables, because a banquet was to be held the next day.

Zhang Ran didn't leave immediately. Instead, she found a place to stand and waited for Fu Qin to go back together.

Teacher Jiang, who arrived first, walked straight to Zhang Ran. "Teacher Zhang..." She stood in front of her, wanting to continue speaking, but Zhang Ran spoke first.

“Teacher Jiang, I don’t smoke. Do you smoke? Here, take this pack of cigarettes.” Zhang Ran handed over the cigarettes she had just received.

Meeting her gaze, Teacher Jiang had the illusion that she was seen through. She awkwardly reached out and took the cigarette, saying, "I'll smoke it, thanks." She casually put it in her pocket. "I have to get up early for class tomorrow, aren't you leaving?"