I was about to open the yellowed letter paper to see, but suddenly I was patted by a hand behind my back, scaring me.

I suddenly looked back and saw that the one who photographed me was Manager Niu in the Fushi Shop.

"Your mother! It's so scary! Can't say hello!"

Manager Niu was wearing a cotton jacket and a cotton hat, and a leather bag slung around his waist. He smiled and said, "I see you smearing it secretly, what are you doing? Is there anything good to be secret?"

“Nothing.”

I put the letter paper directly into my pocket.

He didn't care about my little movements and said, "It's a coincidence that I came to the bathroom and ran into you. The wreath was pulled, where to unload it."

"I will take you there in the Mourning Hall of Building 3."

I put away the iron box and walked out of the toilet quickly.

When I got downstairs, I saw his tricycle. The wreath was pulled from a motorcycle. However, in addition to the wreath, there were two paper-made people on the back of the car. These two paper-made people were a man and a woman. I don’t know why it looked like a size bigger than the usual paper man. The paper man had a round hat covered with black paper on his head, his face and lips were painted red, and he was lying behind the tricycle.

"I'm pulling this for me? I didn't ask for a paper man."

Manager Niu smiled and said, "Who doesn't know about the old man Bai Tingli in the Qindu District of the Great Hall? My grandma went to the auditorium to avoid trouble. This pair of golden boy and jade girls don't have any money. Just think of my wish for my grandma, so let the golden boy and jade girls go down and serve Mr. Bai well."

I thought to myself, why did you jump out of a grandma? But I didn't even hit the smiley person. I couldn't say anything if he wanted to mourn the old man, so I took him to the mourning hall set up downstairs No. 5.

Mr. Bai was sober for two days and told him that he would keep the funeral simple after his death, and would not hold banquets or find a singing class, but only asked his immediate relatives to come to the mourning hall to mourn. The Bai family was filial and did not dare not ignore the old man's will, so he did as he did.

It was just that the young Bai Weiqiong couldn't understand why her grandfather insisted on burying him in the wasteland of Guomang No. 2 Factory? Not only did she, her granddaughter, not only did she, but some neighbors in the Bai family, could not understand him. The neighbors thought that Mr. Bai would be buried in Fushouyuan Park in the western suburbs. Everyone in Xianyang knew that it was the Feng Shui treasure land.

I am not a relative of the Bai family, but I was the first to send a wreath because I prepared it in advance.

Because Mr. Bai suddenly asked for a burial, his father bought a coffin and was on his way back. After he bought the coffin, he would go to the hospital to put it in the clothes. I heard that he might have to come back to wear the shroud.

There were fruit trays and candles on the mourning hall altar, and black and white photos of the old man Baitingli were placed in the middle.

In the photo, the old man's hair is meticulously combed and his face is calm.

Manager Niu of the funeral shop moved in the wreath and put the golden boy and jade girl aside. Then he suddenly made a thud and knelt down at the old man's remains, with a loud voice:

"Drunk!"

"Sad! It hurts!"

"How sad! How sad!"

"The west is cold in the first month. Mr. Bai rode a crane to the west today. He went to the strange road of Yin and Yang, so he couldn't go home. I will offer five plates of side dishes today. Mr. Bai ate it on the road to warm up his body."

"One plate of chestnut chickens will bring good luck in heaven."

"Two offer a plate of braised pork, and it will not cry."

"Please three times a plate of camphor tea duck, and you will spend every bill."

"Four offerings and one plate of roasted hairtail fish, and there is still a wealth of surplus."

"Five offerings of a plate of big red dates will make you full at one time."

Every time Manager Niu said something, he would carefully grab a handful of hands towards the altar from the air, as if he was holding a plate that I couldn't see in his hand.

After doing this, he got up and bent down and patted his knees.

At this time, Bai Yiqiong looked at him in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I?"

"I gave the wreath. Mr. Bai is famous in our Qindu District. I couldn't help but recite a eulogy just now, haha..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, I pushed him out of the mourning hall.

"Hey, I said you're fine and you're thinking about it. You didn't see anyone's eyes swollen from crying."

Manager Niu turned his head and looked at the mourning hall behind him. He suddenly pulled me aside and said in a low voice: "Hey, brother, I tell you, I was not thinking about it just now. The old man's unjust soul will not disperse. No, no, it cannot be said to be an unjust soul, it can only be said to be an unjust soul, the unjust soul will not disperse..."

"I just read that word, called the four meat and one vegetable requiem mat, and the five dishes are chicken, duck, fish, meat and dates. This table is not for the living, but for the dead."

"Um...."

I nodded and said, "I'll listen, you keep blowing."

"Damn."

"Don't let it go, I'm not bragging."

He pushed the glasses on his nose and said, "I was fed with my master at the age of eight, helped the dead to wear shrouds at the age of ten, and got the true teachings of my master Babaoshan Qi Longdong at the age of fifteen, and opened his own shop at the age of twenty. In fact, I had already seen that Mr. Bai had a problem. That day, do you know why I gave you a business card?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

"You don't know it's normal, because you're an ordinary person."

As he spoke, he looked at the direction of the mourning hall not far away.

"I'll tell you the truth. In fact, Mr. Bai was already dead that day. Didn't he survived for two more days? Later, he was not the one who survived. It was another thing that occupied Mr. Bai's body, which made him live for two more days. In my opinion, it might be a woman."

"You don't think about it. Why didn't Mr. Bai make a will before? Instead, he made a will when he woke up. It's very abnormal. Who would make such a strange will for normal people?"

My eyelids jumped inadvertently and didn't say anything.

He continued: "I heard that the Bai family planned to bury people. It was a wasteland north of the National Cotton Factory, where a pear tree grew.

"I remember my master said before that there are five unclean places in old Xianyang."

"Er Cotton Factory Lishudi, Zhong|102, 1st floor, Huahuayuan Community, Weicheng Middle School Old Building, Cinema Signal Tower, Deep Blue Internet Cafe Men's Toilet."

"Look at the number one pear tree in the second cotton mill, do you think it is fierce? I forgot to tell you the most important thing. You may not believe me, but I must tell you, you are showing your face to death. I ask you, have you offended Mr. Bai, and he hates you?"

I was stunned when I heard what he said, thinking that I couldn't do it. I had put two cigarettes on the old man, and he left after smoking.

I think he should thank me, so why would he hold a grudge against me? He refused to do so.

After thinking about it, I asked, "What do you mean... is Mr. Bai going to take me with me?"

"Well... it's almost the same." He nodded.

I asked again: "Then how do you think it's going to solve it, whether you want money or goods?"

Manager Niu snapped his fingers.

"Brother, don't talk about money, it's too vulgar. If you want to offer it, it's not about offering it to me, it's about offering it to my master. It's about your fate if you meet me at Tonghui Hospital."

“Eighty-five thousand.”

"You don't have to worry about anything, I'll settle the matter for you."

Hearing this, I said happily: "Boss Niu, look at how old I am, like I have 850,000 people?"

Manager Niu frowned, "Then how many do you have? We can discuss it."

I said I only have twenty yuan in my pocket, but I would like to buy a wreath and you would like to find me. I bought a pack of fireworks for twelve yuan, and I still have eight yuan.

"Eight...eight dollars?"

"You think I'm going to have a meal!"

Manager Niu pointed at my face and said, "You're done, you're done, you're done, you're waiting for something to happen these days! Don't come to me then!"

I turned around and left.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

Seeing that I was walking away, Manager Niu stood there and shouted, "Bao Hundred! No way to give it to Bao Hundred!"
Chapter completed!