652 Funeral
Compared with the cumbersome white affairs in the north, the funerals in the mountain city are more pompous.
As soon as I got out of the car, I saw a drum troupe of more than 10 people gathered on a small stage like a dirt slope to play and sing, countless wreaths and paper bundles were placed around the mourning shed, and many young people with white filial piety belts on their arms were busy running forward and backward.
The funeral shed was crowded with people, some in and out, and there were characters from all walks of life, some dressed up and dressed in alternative social youths, and middle-aged bastards with big gold chains who looked like big brothers, and some "successful people" in suits and leather shoes.
However, few people will have a sad expression on their faces, most of them are talking and chatting, those who know each other say hello, and those who don't know each other smile at each other, not at all like they are coming to attend a funeral.
There was a white-haired old man holding a brush next to the mourning shed, lying on the wooden table, it seemed that he should be bookkeeping, and there was a young man standing next to him who was responsible for shouting.
I first beckoned Wang Jiashun and Yuan Bin to remove the paper bundles and wreaths from the car body, and then took a deep breath and led Xiao Tao towards the account table.
Xiao Tao took out more than a dozen bundles of banknotes from his backpack on the box office table, and politely said to the old man: "Uncle, don't count, it's 200,000." ”
"Huh?" the old man shuddered for a moment, looked up at me with cloudy eyes, and asked, "May I ask your surname?"
Da Tao stood next to me and responded: "Head wolf, Wang Lang." ”
The guy next to him who was in charge of shouting immediately shouted loudly: "Wang Lang of the head wolf company is a merchant fee, 200,000 yuan, and the family will answer the gift." ”
When they heard the word "head wolf", most people didn't pay much attention to it, but when the guy shouted "Wang Lang" and "200,000 yuan", almost everyone in the spirit shed looked sideways in my direction, and a burst of murmuring suddenly sounded.
"This kid even dares to come.."
"I heard that Lao Wan is gone, and it has a lot to do with him. ”
"Wait and see, it's going to be lively. ”
The noisy discussion came to my ears intentionally or unintentionally, my expression was calm, I glanced around at them, and everyone who looked at me smiled and nodded, it was the first time that I had been noticed by so many people on such an occasion when I was so big, it was false to say that I was not nervous, but some things were like this, and I had to do it even if I knew that I would be embarrassed.
Today is the word "head wolf" officially appeared in public, this group of old people attending the funeral are mixed, doing everything, if I panic, then in the future, our group of people will inevitably be crowned with "hairy children", "not successful" and other slanderous words.
At this moment, Yi Laoda, who was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety robes, angrily led more than a dozen big bald heads out of the mourning hall, baring a mouthful of uneven big teeth, glaring at me angrily and roaring: "Ge Laozide, you Ha Ma Pi actually dare to run over!"
I licked my lips and smiled and asked, "Why don't I dare to come?" ”
Although this Boss Yi is quite unpleasant, the grief on his face is definitely not disguised, his eyes are swollen like small light bulbs, and he wears a filial piety hat on his head, just like a filial son.
Boss Yi snorted and pointed at me and scolded: "Too much of a hammer, my eldest brother was killed by you, I don't want to cause trouble today, you get out of me immediately!"