Ch 1: Back From The Dead?
“Hiss… cough cough cough!”
Zhou Cang opened his eyes to darkness.
“Where is this? Am I not dead yet?”
Lying in the dark, he struggled to raise his hand and grope forward. At this time, his body was so stiff that he could barely move. He felt that he was in a small space.
“Coffin!”
He’s actually in a coffin?
He is an International Mercenary. His last memory was of an engagement on the European battlefield. He killed 4 enemy soldiers and was chased and bombed by a drone. Could it be that he wasn’t killed?
After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly wiggled his toes, trying to feel if his body was still intact. He clearly remembered his intestines being blown out, but now when he touched his belly, it was unscathed, without even a single stitch mark!
No! This isn’t his body!
Suddenly, a faint cry came to his ears: “Wuwuwu, Brother Fugui…”
It was the voice of a Girl. Could it be crying for him? He, a battlefield killer with no relatives or reason, a person who doesn’t even need a Pension when he dies, how could anyone cry for him?
But since he can hear crying, it means he hasn’t been buried yet!
Thinking of this, he tried hard to hammer the Wooden Board with his hand, but his hand was weak and could not make much noise.
At this moment, someone outside spoke again,
“Girl, listen to Second Uncle’s advice, Fugui is gone. You, a Young Girl, can’t survive in this Mountain. After the funeral is over, go home with Second Uncle and be Shengli’s Wife. Second Uncle will definitely treat you like his own Girl, okay?”
Good heavens! What kind of drama is this? Is the one crying outside his Younger Sister?
This old bastard is trying to force his Younger Sister to be his Daughter-in-law before he’s even buried?
Hearing this, Zhou Cang felt extremely angry, and a surge of power suddenly surged through his body. He still has to thank this old thing, Adrenaline, late but here!
Zhou Cang clenched his Fist and slammed it hard on the Wooden Board above his head!
“Bang!”
……
This is the winter of 1960, in the Northeast Greater Khingan Mountains area.
The one who just spoke was Zhang Fugui’s Second Uncle, Zhang Ershu. His son, Zhang Shengli, is a well-known slick Young Man in the Village, in his early twenties, who doesn’t do anything properly all day long, and is good at avoiding labor.
And this crying Girl is Zhang Yue, a Child Bride who grew up with Zhang Fugui since childhood. Originally, their family’s life was barely getting by, but half a year ago, Zhang Fugui’s Father went Hunting in the Mountain and was gored by a Wild Boar. The Wild Boar’s Tusk ripped open Hunter Zhang’s belly, and when the Villagers found him, he was already dead.
Zhang Fugui’s mother was already in poor health, and after the accident, she cried all day long, and soon passed away as well, leaving behind 19-year-old Zhang Fugui and 16-year-old Child Bride Zhang Yue.
As for Zhang Fugui, he had a fever once when he was a Child, a high fever of 40 degrees for two days. Although he later regained his life, he was a bit lacking compared to normal clever Children, a bit silly.
However, the simple-minded Fugui grew up well, a big guy of 1.9 meters, and from the age of ten, he went up the Mountain with his Father to help. He carried more than a hundred pounds of Prey on the Mountain Road faster than his Father, and was a veritable Mountain lad.
Unfortunately, his parents passed away one after another, and the two half-grown Children depended on each other for life. This silly boy Fugui heard the Villagers say that there was Old Ginseng in the Mountain that was very valuable, one could exchange it for a winter’s worth of Grain, so he went into the Mountain alone to find ginseng. He brought little Dry Food and thin clothes, so he froze to death in such a muddled way.
Now it is the day when the Villagers brought him back. A mourning hall was set up in the Courtyard, and before the funeral, his inhuman Second Uncle actually had designs on Zhang Yue!
The poor Young Girl is only 16 years old, growing gracefully, and a coarse linen dress can’t hide her youthful freshness. But she is still too young after all, and really doesn’t know how to make a living on her own!
In less than half a year, her Father, Mother, and Brother Fugui have passed away one after another. She even suspects that she is the one who is “jinxing” them, maybe it is really she who has doomed her entire family! These years, it is already impossible to survive. Now that Brother Fugui is gone, Second Uncle wants to take advantage of her again. Just thinking of his rogue son makes her sick. He always looks at her sideways with a lewd expression!
This winter is so cold, and Zhang Yue’s heart is even colder. She no longer plans to live.
“Second Uncle, I have doomed my entire family, do you still dare to let me enter your house?” Zhang Yue said coldly.
“Girl, don’t talk nonsense. Our new society doesn’t believe in that, it’s all Feudal Superstition!” Although he said so, Second Uncle Zhang was actually quite disgusted in his heart, but when he thought of his son who couldn’t find a Wife, he didn’t care what anyone said.
Zhang Yue was about to refuse again when she suddenly heard a “bang”!
The people in the Courtyard also heard it, and everyone was stunned.
Very subconsciously, people’s eyes turned to the Coffin.
“Bang!”
Another sound!
This time it was clear, the sound came from the Coffin!
In broad daylight, people only felt a chill rising from the back of their necks!
“Mommy! A Corpse is rising!” Zhang Shengli shouted and turned to run. Several older Villagers didn’t move. They had all heard the elders talk about the Legend of corpses rising, which is actually nothing more than suspended animation.
Some patients’ breathing is too weak, and everyone thinks they are dead, but they come back to life after two days. This is also why the dead have to stay in the Courtyard for three or seven days. In addition to giving relatives and friends the Time to attend the funeral or Feng Shui sayings, there are indeed precedents for coming back to life!
But after all, no one has ever seen it, and everyone is a little flustered. Just when everyone was suspicious, Zhang Yue rushed to the side of the Coffin and slammed open the Coffin lid!
The sunlight shone on Zhou Cang’s face, warm, and he was so dazzled by the bright light that he couldn’t open his eyes, so he could only barely squint at the top of his head: a beautiful Little Girl with a face full of tears was covering her mouth and crying silently.
“Um, hello!”
“Wah!” When the Girl heard him speak, she finally burst into tears! The joy of regaining what was lost and the grievances of being bullied alone all mixed together and turned into howls!
“Brother Fugui, you’re not dead!”
When everyone in the Courtyard saw this, they also understood that Fugui had come back to life, and quickly helped together, and carried Zhou Cang out of the Coffin and into the heated brick bed in the inner House. Old Wang and his Wife, the neighbors, also helped them light the Stove Pit, giving the cold House a little warmth.
Second Uncle Zhang’s eyes twitched. He didn’t expect that the dead could come back to life, so he couldn’t think about other people’s Wives anymore. His son is a scoundrel, but the old man always has to hold on a bit. A silly Fugui and a Little Girl, he can plan slowly.
As if feeling someone poking his spine behind him, the old face was somewhat unable to hold on, so he quickly said, “Fugui, you should rest well, we will go back first.”
After saying that, he quickly left, and the others also asked about his health and left one after another.
Zhang Yue was busy boiling water and cooking porridge. Zhou Cang looked at the busy figure of the Young Girl, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up. Heh heh, he didn’t expect that he would have a chance to live again!
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