The journey was safe and sound, and when he got home, Liu Li bought a cigarette for the master.

The master politely didn't ask for it, he was just afraid that Liu Li would kill someone and affect himself. Liu Li can also understand that he is just an ordinary person, so he can rest assured that he will take all the responsibilities himself.

Seeing him accept the cigarette, Liu Li was relieved.

Liu Li shouted to the sky: "Mom, we're home!"

The mother was placed in a black coffin, and the coffin was placed in the middle room.

I invited Mr. Taoist priest to do the work, and this gentleman is from the village. After a total of five days of puja work, people began to write a lot of thick things, and the busy work passed in the middle of the night.

Before dawn, Liu Li went to the street and bought a lot of food. There are also cigarettes, alcohol, melon seeds, peanuts, drinks, customized paper figures and the like. I also called a car to send it back.

It was only five o'clock when I came back, and the people in the village had come to help. There is also a team of chefs in the village, and the food and other things are handed over to them.

The gentleman did not wear a Taoist robe, but ordinary clothes, but a Taoist hat on his head. As soon as he recited the scriptures, several masters around him beat gongs and drums, and the people who played suona also started together. As soon as they did it, they did it for five days, and Bai Dye and Yu Die followed their father to take care of everything. Even Liu Qiao followed behind to do what he could.

Liu Li and his uncle went to the village to find the relevant personnel and went to the cemetery. It took me a long time to choose a good location, which was a bit high above the graveyard of those people. You can see the sunset, you can see it far away, and the terrain is wide.

The gentleman came and talked about the technical terms for a long time, anyway, the terrain is okay.

As soon as they heard what he said, the two of them hurriedly broke ground, and they had to dig out the pit first to see the light. After digging, it was already the sun about to set, and Liu Li hurriedly came to the location of the tombstone.

The stone, the style of the stele and the epitaph on it were chosen. And he made two pairs of lions, and stone tables and stools, and the like.

He wanted to contact the plasterer now, but the uncle said it was too early, and it would not be too late to find it in five days. Liu Li thought about it, so he didn't contact him, and left a phone number to make a tombstone, paid a deposit, and left.

At home, the people who came to help in the village all went home, and Yudie followed Liu Qiao to sweep the floor with a big broom. It is indeed dirty, rotten leaves that have been picked, garbage after people have eaten, remnants of firecrackers. I took out the garbage five or six times, but I took it in a large snakeskin bag.

My father rented a large colored cloth, and several people pulled it and fixed it over the yard. To ensure that the guests will not be caught in the rain, it will be dark after this day.

During the day, Liu Li didn't have a hurry, so Liu Li went to the mountains with a flashlight and cut three large bamboos about ten meters long. Dig a pit in the dry field at the door and plant it straight. Two white and one red long flags are hung up before they are completed.

Yudie and Liu Qiao went to sleep at the uncle's house, and they fell asleep on the bed before they had time to wash their faces and feet.

Father and uncle always have things to do, and at 12 o'clock, Liu Li couldn't resist the eyelid fight. The uncle persuaded him to rest, Liu Li nodded and left, he and his father were still busy.

The lights in the bedroom had not been turned off, and Shirazen was sitting on his back on the bed in a blue pajamas. Her hair was still a little damp and looked like it had been washed, but it wasn't very dry. She was writing something with a pen and paper in her hand.

Liu Li took off his clothes and went up to hug her shoulders, and looked at her writing weakly. It turned out that all the accounts for today and the day were all made by her, and she recorded them one by one, very detailed.

When her writing hands softened, she smiled and said, "I haven't started writing for many years, and I can't write without a lot of hands." ”

Liu Li Yile took her pen down and put her hand in her own hand to massage her.

"It's all hard, it's good after this time. ”

"Mm-hmm, everybody's working hard. Bai Ran said and rolled his eyes: "By the way, today Dad also went to rent several mahjong machines at the uncle's house." The cost of a total of five days adds up to one thousand and eighty. ”

She said as she recorded the fee again, rubbing her temples.

The two of them lay down, Liu Li hugged her sideways, she sniffed Liu Li's hair: "I didn't wash it in the bath, it stinks." ”

Liu Li closed his eyes and smiled: "Don't wash it, I'm tired." ”

Bai Ran smiled, knowing that he was tired, reached out and turned off the light.

The next day, Liu Qiao's eyes were red when he got up, and it seemed that he had been crying in his dreams when he slept last night. Liu Li didn't care to comfort her, there were a lot of these complicated things.

It was noon to take care of the people who came to help, and there was nothing else to do, he took Liu Qiaobai to dye the rain butterfly in front of his mother's spirit, and the four of them had sackcloth on their heads. In the past, he wore linen and filial piety, and now he only helps a little leather and white linen on his head, kneels on the futon and burns paper money in the iron basin.

The Taoist priest was chanting bitter and incomprehensible language in his mouth, and his body was still jumping around. The beating of gongs and drums, the swaying of Taoist priests, the recitation of scriptures. It was all noisy, like a lullaby, swirling through the brains of the four. The English class was nothing more than that, and after a while, Liu Qiao couldn't bear it, tilted his head, and then raised it violently.

A few people laughed at her, but then they became like this again.

This was done every day for a few days, until the evening of the fourth day. The gentleman drew a large irregular circle with lime in the dry field, which looked like a circle and a labyrinth. Incense wax paper candles were burning, and all the relatives began the procession under the leadership of the gentleman and those who played suona. Holding a pillar of incense in his hand, he followed behind.

Lap after lap, round and round, full six laps. The rhythm is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, accompanied by mournful music. Mr. said that this represents the six realms of reincarnation, which opens the reincarnation of itself to send the dead to life.

Several people stayed on guard until four o'clock in the morning, when the driver came. Everyone carried her mother out, and Liu Qiao stepped on her feet and saw that her mother's face was covered with white paper, and she cried instantly. Crying and making noise, we have to go together.

Everyone went, and only the uncle and aunt stayed at home to deal with those things. The window of the car was open a small slit, and every once in a while I had to throw a piece of paper money outside, and I had to hold on until the crematorium, and when I returned. This paper was bought by my father, and it was a little damp on the ground, and when I tore it, it was yellow flying dust. It made everyone cough, but they didn't complain about anything.

The location of the crematorium is behind Jiuzhuang Middle School, which is usually uninhabited, gloomy and cold.

When they arrived, the crematorium staff came to help put the mother on a moving table.

Liu Li took down the paper that covered his face, and everyone began to sort out his mother's clothes. They all sobbed to varying degrees, but they didn't cry out loud.

At the moment before the mother was pushed into the cremation room by the staff, Liu Li gave each of the staff a red envelope of 200 yuan. This is the rule, but the red envelope is not red, it is white.

Everyone knelt, everyone cried, Liu Li said to Liu Qiao: "Sister, shout, let my mother run." The fire is coming......"

Liu Qiao shouted hoarsely: "Mom, run, the fire is coming, the fire is coming......

They also cried and shouted: "Erniang, run!"

"Mom, run. ”

The door was completely closed, and Liu Li and his father helped them over there to rest.

He sat alone next to him smoking a cigarette and smiled as he watched the black smoke drift from the sky. But this smile is a hundred times more ugly than crying.

I finished smoking a pack of cigarettes and waited an hour before I saw the staff come out. Liu Li followed in, and Bai Ran took the white umbrella and followed.

When he came out, there was a small box left in Liu Li's arms, and Bai Ran held an umbrella next to him to prevent the sun from falling on the box.

When I got home, the coffin was placed in the middle, not on the ground, but on two wooden benches. Mr. Taoist priest did a lot of rituals to get Liu Li to put the box in and then close the lid.

Dozens of them were strong enough to tie ropes, and they found many large sticks to tie through the ropes.

The villagers who came to help consciously went to get the papier-mâché items and walked ahead first. With Mr. Taoist's shout, everyone knelt and the coffin was raised.

Such a large team of 100 people set off in a majestic manner.

On the grave mountain, after finding a vacant space and burning all the papier-mâché things, the helpers left one after another.

The coffin was placed in the pit, and the father shoveled the first pile of dirt with a shovel. Liu Li followed the others, and then ordered the hired coolies to bury the soil.

The stones and other things had already been transported, and Liu Li asked Bai Ran to take them back first.

The coolie listened to the master of the grave and slowly built up the stones. When this stone is made, it is made into a wedge, and as long as it is built according to the regulations, there is no need for cement. Unless someone can lift the whole grave, the grave will be impregnable.

The Taoist priest said that he had read the yellow calendar, and that he could not erect a monument without a date, so he could only do something else first.

After the grave is finished, all the graves are dug and leveled, and then they are paved with stones and cement reinforcements. There are also several places in front of you, so you can also plant some plants at that time.

The stone benches and tables should be made when the monument is erected, and the cement under the ground will be dry at that time.

Without the noise of helpers and Taoist priests, it felt like the whole world was quiet. Everyone can also rest quietly for a few days. Although the old man said that everything was normal, Liu Li was always at ease.

After all, what is being done now is poison, and the strictest thing in G City is poison, and the second is munitions...... A bad one will be doomed, and no one can get out.

It's another five days, and several people are already ready. He planted a few ginkgo trees and maple trees in front of his mother's grave and planted grave grass. After finishing the monument and setting up the stone bench and table, everyone slowly went back again.

Liu Li stood alone in front of the grave for a long time, and tears were already in his eyes. He dropped out of school and has been out there going through all those storms. has been working a hundred times harder than others to make money, and all these years he has a word in his head. Money...... There is nothing else, he is sensible earlier than others, if it weren't for this appearance here, he would probably not be regarded as an old man by his peers.

But when he finally had some money in his hand, his mother had already run out of oil and returned to Huangquan. This is something he doesn't want to accept, but that's the reality.

He embarked on a path that his mother did not support, even though his mother said that he had his own path. Liu Li knew in her heart that she didn't want to watch herself go this way. She once said that even if she works hard to earn some hard-earned money, as long as the money is clean, then she can be safe, at least with a clear conscience.

The word money has been ingrained in his mind for so many years, reaching a terrifying realm. If you have money, more money and power, then even if your mother runs out of oil, she can still live.

Money is fate, this is true. A person can sell everything, including his life, for money, or he can buy his own life with money.

"Mom, I will work hard to make money in the future. I want to get more money, at all costs and by all means, I want to climb to the top step by step, climb to the top, and trample everyone under my feet. At that time, I had the ability to protect my father and Liu Qiaoyudie. Their lives will change for the better then, even if I become the one I once least wanted to be. But that's okay, I'll be back when my son succeeds. If I don't succeed, then I will never return!" Liu Li swore heavily, and firmness could be seen through tears in his eyes. If this firmness is seen by others, it will smack its tongue, as if it is revealed from the bones and soul.

He forced his heart to engrave this oath, engraved in his bones, in his heart, and in his soul.

"Mom, I don't know what I'll be like in the future, if I'm no longer me, then there will be one more evil person in the world. But I don't care......"

In fact, he has changed a long time ago, and from the moment he stepped into S City, he was no longer him. He can't stand the days when he was looked down upon every day, let alone a child, even a dog and a fish are better than his own life. Rich and powerful people can play ordinary people to death. The life of the rich is called life, and the life of the rich can only be called survival.

What about killing and killing? What about treachery? First we have to survive, and then we have to live.