老孟头走了,村里人相互奔告着。果然,没过多久,就从他家的方向传来悲哀的喇叭声。“老孟头享福去了。他再也不用睡凉炕,啃烧饼,听儿媳妇骂了。”有人哀叹着说。“老孟头干了一辈子活,给儿子挣了这么大的一份家业,没想到晚年是这个光景。”有人叹息着。“他怎么会吊死呢,听说就死在炕上,绳子还很粗,怎么能死呢?”有人疑惑着。“听说发现时人还有气呢,可是不叫救护车,却忙着穿装老衣服,不死也折腾死了。” Old Meng head away, the village people run to each other. Sure enough, it did not take long before a sad horn came from his house. “Lao Mengtou enjoy the blessing.He never sleep bed, eat fried sesame seeds, listen to daughter-in-law scolded. ” Someone lamented. “Lao Mengtou did a whole life, to earn a son so much a family business, did not think this is the scene of old age. ” Someone sighed. “How could he hang it, I heard that died on the kang, the rope is still thick, how can it die?” Someone puzzled. “I heard people still angry when it is found, but not ambulance, but busy wearing old clothes, die and die.”