Chapter 783 Funeral! (Fourth Update!)
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"Oh, hoo..."
The old man patted his forehead,
Just sat down on the ground,
I have traveled all over the world for half my life, and there are not many people who have dealt with them. The experience of the veteran is extremely rich.
I didn't expect this before, but now I am reminded by my boss, it suddenly dawned on me.
I didn't cry, and I didn't feel too much pain. What I had was just deep helplessness.
In this world, there is always no shortage of heroes who are pushed to the stage. Everyone wants to be glamorous, beautiful, and worshiped by others;
However,
more difficult,
Or these hidden heroes behind the scenes,
There is no spur of interest, and no publicity of fame;
"A man is dead and a bird is up to the sky", "Twenty years later, he will still be a good man", maybe the so-called hero will go down after yelling these two voices, at least he can hypnotize himself with a "vigorous".
unlike now,
It's not like the eyes.
"Poor baby, she's only in her twenties."
The old man sighed softly.
Zhou Ze continued to stand, instead of getting in the car and leaving directly as he had thought before.
The two rows of anti-drug police stood in front of the mourning hall for a long time, no one cried, and everyone was silent.
Zhou Ze remembered that when he went to Yunnan to participate in a surgical training, he heard such a thing from an old doctor in a local city.
A local anti-narcotics policeman happened to run into a mother-in-law who took her daughter to the street while posing as a buyer to contact drug dealers. The daughter called out "Daddy".
Then,
three days later,
The whole family was buried in the flames of the gas explosion.
The old doctor said that he participated in the treatment that time, but failed to save one, which was one of the greatest pains in his life.
Enduring the blank stares and neglect of relatives and neighbors,
Glory and martyr's honor that must be hidden,
The Sri Lankan has passed away, but the living still have to grit their teeth and continue to bear this kind of loneliness and incomprehension.
Zhou Ze bent down silently,
He remembered that just now, he asked the woman, how did her husband die?
She said that her husband was a driver and died in a car accident.
Only now did Zhou Ze understand her hesitation when answering this question.
This feeling,
It's like a child who got a perfect score in the test but can't tell the parents to be praised,
You have to deliberately say that you did not do well in the exam so that you have to accept criticism.
At this time, the old woman became much more lovely and great.
She would rather continue to endure this kind of life alone, but she hopes to give her daughter-in-law a relief,
even,
Even she went to the county to sue her uncle for corruption,
also became understandable,
A mother who can teach such a great son must be equally great.
"Close the team!"
The two rows bow together to the old ladies and women,
The old woman kneeled on the futon with her daughter-in-law and granddaughter to return the gift,
The old woman was crying,
The woman wept bitterly,
The granddaughter seemed a little ignorant, as if she couldn't understand why this group of people came to her home.
possible,
this family,
Only at this time,
In this dark night that no one knows,
Only then can they truly enjoy the glory that should belong to them for a moment.
Coming and going in a hurry, everyone got into the van and drove away quickly.
Come quietly, also go quietly,
Be careful, be more careful,
Leaves no trace.
three women,
hold together,
crying together,
The youngest girl saw her mother and grandma crying, and she cried too.
But their cries were also a little suppressed at this time, tears and snot kept dripping, but there was no such wailing sound.
"Boss, you should go back and rest first. Pindao will stay and help them make arrangements."
The old man scratched his hair, and continued calmly:
"Funeral events are more lively than happy events. This is for the living to see and comfort the living. It makes me feel uncomfortable to see them look so deserted."
Zhou Ze stretched his waist,
road:
"What's the point of you staying alone? Suddenly, an enthusiastic old man appears, and new gossip is about to spread."
"Boss, this..."
Zhou Ze shook his head,
"I'll stay too, just treat it as a funeral paid for by a rich wild man like me;
Anyway, the old woman has already put the hat on for me during the day,
Then wear it for a while. "
…………
At noon the next day,
Three white bands come in,
Before the mourning hall,
The monk is on the left, the Taoist is on the right,
Beating gongs and drums, chanting scriptures on wooden fish,
noisy, hot
eagerly.
The people were all invited by the veteran, and the price was also negotiated and paid by him. He was busy from morning to noon, rearranging the venue, arranging personnel, and directing and regulating all aspects in an orderly manner.
Lao Dao's talent in this area is really admirable, as if he was born for nothing.
The old woman and daughter-in-law knelt on the futon in sackcloth, and didn't have to worry about the rest.
Zhou Ze sat at the altar in front of the mourning hall, in front of him was a red-bottomed favor booklet.
Although no one came to help yesterday, many relatives came to show their faces during the official funeral today, and no one really lacked the favor money that should be given.
If the relationship is not good, it is not good, but the Chinese people pay attention to reciprocity, which is a real rule. If you deliberately cut off the favor because of this excuse, you will be stabbed in the back.
Zhou Ze took a pen and wrote down names one by one, how many hundreds of this one, how many hundreds of that one, how many papers were sent to this one, and how many incense sticks were attached to that one, all must be clearly recorded.
Fortunately, it was not very busy, and everyone was very indifferent. Zhou Ze even saw many people pointing at him, but Boss Zhou didn't care anyway.
Every once in a while, Zhou Ze went to get a few pieces of chocolate or made some brown sugar water with boiling water and gave it to the woman to drink. He watched the woman drink it, and then sat back to where he was supposed to sit.
Funerals are very prosperous and lively.
When it is almost noon,
Her uncle also came,
The position of the village head was sacked, fined, and squatted in for a while, but at this time, it seemed that he still had the majesty of the "Emperor of Earth".
In fact, in many rural areas nowadays, the difference between a village head and a village tyrant is really not that big.
However, he didn't have any other opinions about Zhou Ze, a stranger sitting here. The favor money he gave was also the highest here. Others were a few hundred, and he gave 20,000.
When Zhou Ze registered, he was a little surprised. He wondered if he should report the old man again tomorrow?
Looks like it hasn't been shaken off last time, huh?
"It's not easy for them to be orphans and widows. I don't know who you are, but since you are willing to help, I accept your favor and thank you."
The old man's waist was a little hunched, and when he glanced at the old woman kneeling there, he was still angry, but at least in some things, one size fits all.
The old man came, gave the money, and left, while the rest of the relatives stayed behind, and then there was the lunch banquet.
After the water table is over,
keep going the process,
Under the old arrangement,
Monks and Taoists take turns on stage,
After you sing, I will go on stage,
don't say
It's really not noisy at all.
On the contrary, it looked very serious and solemn.
Those who should be registered have also been registered. Zhou Ze added his own name to the favor book, and the favor written on it is:
Two stacks of banknotes.
I took the time to stand in front of the mourning hall by the iron pot where the paper was burned,
Throw the money into it by yourself,
Watch them burn up here,
Then he sat back in the mourning hall,
He touched his pocket and found that the cigarettes were gone, so he took a pack of cigarettes from the table, opened it, took out one and lit it.
These cigarettes are given to those who have given favors, one pack per person, which is also a small local rule, and those who can’t smoke will also take it home to those who can smoke at home.
As a human being in two lives, this is the first time that Zhou Ze has seriously participated in an authentic and simple funeral.
In his previous life, he was an orphan, and he didn't need to go to any funerals. When a colleague in the hospital passed away, he just went to the mourning hall to show his face, which was almost the same as ordering.
Now,
Sit here and watch the funeral activities for most of the day,
Still find it quite interesting.
Maybe, when I was young and frivolous, I always felt that this was feudalism, ignorance, and unreasonable and absurd behavior.
When people reach middle age and some elderly people in the family gradually die, they suddenly find that with these rules and things, they can at least know what to do next and make themselves feel better during those few days when they are in a daze. get moving.
When you are older or more mature,
sit here,
Looking at those flying confetti,
Listening to the noisy suona and the piece of white clothes,
You'll suddenly realize,
This seems to be the color of the yellow land under our feet that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.
The funeral home sent the largest and most luxurious hearse, followed by more than a dozen small cars, all wearing white flowers.
The woman was holding the portrait of her deceased husband, with her mother-in-law at her side and her daughter in front of her. She took a group of funeral relatives, as well as monks and priests arranged by the old Taoist, and got into the car together to go to the crematorium.
The mourning hall behind Zhou Ze was finally empty.
the commotion in front of me,
Finally fell into a short pause.
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked to the side. Because his identity could not be disclosed, no one or any unit came to send wreaths.
There are only two wreaths here,
One was given in the name of the bookstore, and the other was given in the name of the pharmacy next door to the bookstore.
Placed in the corner, it is a little embellishment.
If the identity can be made public, this place should be filled with wreaths from all walks of life.
Zhou Ze crossed his legs,
sit on the bench,
"Snapped!"
The lighter lit another cigarette,
took a sip,
Slowly exhale a smoke ring.
do not know why,
today,
His heart was extraordinarily peaceful.
During the time when he came back from Sichuan, there were many things and things were messy. He had just finished dealing with things and another accident happened there, which made Zhou Ze feel a little tired and on the run.
But on this tumultuous day,
The previous impetuousness seemed to be cleared away all at once, and the whole person seemed to be washed in the rain, very clean.
hand holding a cigarette,
to your side,
A young man took the cigarette from Zhou Ze,
Also took a sip.
Zhou Ze looked ahead,
Very calmly said:
"Don't get me wrong."
The other party exhaled a puff of smoke ring,
"I'm sorry to trouble you."
Zhou Ze smiled,
road:
"polite."
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