The wreath shop is small.

I don't know if it's because of the design, the doorway looks very narrow.

A glass display case blocks most of the aisle, leaving only a place for one person to pass.

On both sides of the aisle, wreaths were placed one after another, which looked very cramped.

I feel that the area is only half the size of He Chuan's store.

When He Chuan approached, he found that the store was divided into two spaces.

The first floor is the one He Chuan usually sees, with a glass display case, seven or eight wreaths, and a chair.

The other floor is hidden behind a wreath, and only through the wreath can be seen through the gap that there is a passage leading to the back room.

Meow.

He Chuan watched in the store, and a cat meow sounded in his ears.

He looked down and saw a black cat walking out of the passage behind the wreath.

"What are you going to buy. ”

A hoarse voice came from behind the passage.

"I'll buy some paper money. He Chuan stood beside the glass display case and said politely.

The wreath was opened, and a young man with a pale face walked out of the passage.

The man looked about the same age as He Chuan, with a thin body and an abnormally pale complexion.

The young man didn't seem to be well, he put his right hand to his chest, coughed twice, and then walked over to the counter to narrate.

"Paper money, which one do you want. ”

He took out a few stacks of paper money from the glass display case and put them on the display case.

With just two sentences, he put his fist to his mouth again and coughed twice against his nose.

"Let's do this. He Chuan's eyes swept over the paper money, and he chose a kind of rune paper at random.

The young man left the pile of paper money, took all the other paper money, and said, "Do you want anything else?" ”

"Let's have some ingots, clothes or something. He Chuan thought for a moment, and then said.

When he was a child, he lived with his grandmother, and every time he worshipped his ancestors, he had to be busy writing rune paper.

The runic paper used to worship ancestors at home is basically from his handwriting.

The young man looked at him again, and then took out the gold ingots in the box from under the display case, as well as the purple paper coat.

"Let's have two pairs, by the way, do you have a house, a mobile phone or something, and give me one too, the paper house should be a little bigger, preferably a small villa." There are also incense candles and so on, please help with them. He Chuan simply prepared everything at once.

"Elders?" the young man asked.

"It's the elders. He Chuan nodded.

The young man didn't speak again, he did what He Chuan asked, and he finished everything and tied it with a blue plastic bag.

The volume of the paper house is not small, it is the size of He Chuan's chest, and it is placed directly on the ground.

He Chuan asked him the price, he quoted a number, and then He Chuan took out his mobile phone.

"We don't accept online banking here. The young man waved his hand.

Want banknotes?

He Chuan was a little troubled.

In these days, there are not many young people who carry paper money on their bodies.

As if seeing He Chuan's difficulty, the young man said: "These things are all for you, you don't have to pay." ”

"Don't have to pay?" He Chuan frowned, out of professional instinct, he didn't believe that there was such a good thing in this world.

"Hmm. The young man said lightly, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to look behind He Chuan, "Someone has already paid." ”

He Chuan seemed to be aware.

He looked behind him, and there was nothing behind him.

"If it's okay, let's go. The young man coughed again, he waved at He Chuan, turned and entered the back room.

He Chuan looked at the young man's back.

It wasn't until he didn't enter the passage that he looked down at the blue plastic bag he was holding in his hand and the paper house on the ground.

In my impression, the price of these things is not cheap, especially this paper house with exquisite workmanship, which costs at least a hundred yuan.

What a strange young man.

He Chuan returned to the store and pulled out a small iron basin from the corner.

After instructing Lajiao to take care of the store, he went to buy half a white radish, and then went to the community behind him with an iron basin and sacrificial supplies.

He found a corner downstairs for the deceased, put an iron basin on the ground, lit incense and candles, and inserted them on turnips.

After doing this, He Chuan took out the lighter he had just bought at the convenience store, lit the paper money, and threw it into the small iron basin.

After the fire in the small iron basin began to burn, He Chuan squatted down and began to put paper money inside.

The fire is burning.

When the paper money came into contact with the flames, it slowly burned.

He Chuan found a branch and propped up the bottom of the paper money, allowing the air outside to get in.

After the fire was almost burned, he put gold ingots and paper clothes into it.

When these things are burned, they produce a pile of black, gray paper ash.

The paper ash floated down the air into the sky, whirling in mid-air.

Seems to be looking for something.

After burning everything, especially the small villa-like paper house, He Chuan stood up from the ground.

After squatting for so long, my feet are a little weak.

He Chuan propped up the wall, and after relieving himself, he began to clean up.

He poked the fire several times with a twig, and after making sure there was no open flame, he put it in a plastic bag when it was a little cooler.

After cleaning up all the paper ashes, He Chuan tied the plastic bag in a dead knot, picked up the iron basin on the ground, and began to walk back.

When passing by the entrance of the community, He Chuan casually threw the plastic bag into the trash.

The uncle guarding the door watched He Chuan the whole time.

When he saw He Chuan burning paper, he wanted to step forward to stop it.

After hesitating, I finally gave up.

As soon as she returned to the pet store, La Jiao stepped forward and sniffed at He Chuan a few times.

He Chuan raised his arm and sniffed at the tip of his nose, smelling a strong smoke and fireworks.

Before he could take care of it, he saw Lajiao suddenly turn outside the store.

Meow!

Its voice was very loud, and it was completely different from its usual cry.

He Chuan followed its line of sight and looked out of the store.

It was empty outside, not even a passerby.

"Don't scream. He Chuan patted La Jiao's head and said softly.

Spice sneered in the direction of the doorway, wagged her tail, jumped back into her small chair, and lay down.

He Chuan looked out of the store with a thoughtful expression.

In the afternoon, Wu Fatzi called, and the old man finally failed to be rescued and passed away in the hospital.

The bottle of pesticide she drank was not very toxic, and the time to send it to the hospital for rescue was quite timely.

But after all, she is very old, and she has no will to survive, and her organs have been failing.

The only fortunate thing is that she has been in a coma and did not feel much pain before leaving.

Unfortunately, because she has been in a coma and lacks her testimony, the case has become a little complicated.

After hanging up the phone, He Chuan filled the cold hot water kettle with water and boiled it again.

"Boss, come on a bag of cat food. ”

At the door, a weak voice came in.