Xiang Bei hung up the phone, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. The trajectory of fate has changed, and he must accept this and take the initiative to face everything.

Qu Changguo's idea reminded him of a word often said by the people of Northeast China: Tiger! He is like this, and everything can be reversed. You can wear a padded jacket in summer, you can wear short sleeves in winter, your hormones burst every day, you often talk like a dream, and you often act like a madman.

Xiangbei is still a bit traditional and conservative in his bones, and he is resistant to Qu Changguo's plan from the bottom of his heart. However, hang up the phone and calm down and think carefully, this plan is indeed happy: in front of everyone, especially in front of the long guns and short cannons of my peers, point at the noses of those hypocrites, and scold them happily, releasing all the grievances and depression of these days. It's exciting to think about.

He even thinks that he can find some online live broadcast platforms to broadcast everything at the funeral live and let the world know their faces.

Xiangbei feels a bit perverted and has a twisted personality. He can't do this at the funeral, he wants to keep the last peace for Noyi, he wants to keep this child who has only been in the world for two years like a blank sheet of paper from being polluted by the ugliness of the human world. Even if this child only has a body, they are not worthy!

This incident made Xiangbei struggle all day, and he didn't know how to choose.

Early the next morning, Xiangbei's mobile phone rang, and he looked at the number vigilantly, it was Qu Changguo, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to call.

"To the north, how about it, have you thought about it? If I'm not mistaken, the day after tomorrow is the day of the funeral. If you can't settle down any longer, there will be less and less time for this game of chess. ”

Qu Changguo's words also made Xiangbei nervous. yes, can't be more indecisive.

In the eyes of colleagues in the unit, he and Qu Changguo are the closest, and the two are even labeled as good friends: eat together, go shopping together, go on business trips together, and even often live in the same room. Qu Changguo never rejected the words "good friend", and even often hooked up with Xiang Bei in public, chatting and laughing. Xiangbei felt blushing and embarrassed, but Qu Changguo laughed. As a result, the good friendship between the two became more and more true and more divine.

For this reason, Yu Chongming even specially found the two to talk to and warned them to pay attention to their image and influence in the unit.

This old boy is just jealous of the two of us! Qu Changguo hugged Xiangbei and explained, his eyes were complicated.

Hello to the north, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping on the green prairie. What does "good" mean? You don't really want to me, do you? I don't want to cuckold my wife!

To this day, Xiang Bei has always had reservations about Qu Changguo's sexual orientation. But one thing is certain, Qu Changguo is sociable, has high emotional intelligence, has a lot of ideas, and sees problems steadily and accurately. Because of this, I trust him.

"How sure are you?" asked Xiangbei.

"If you prepare now, you should be 80% sure, and if you are still hesitating and put it off until tomorrow, I am not sure. Because I have to give Zhao Qingdong and Yu Chongming ideological work, so that they have time to prepare. ”

"How are you going to work with them?" Xiang Bei was still not at ease with this plan.

"To the north, I'll be honest, I may have to sacrifice you when the time comes. Qu Changguo said.

Xiang Bei asked, "How do you say that?"

"I'll tell them that I've been contacted by Xiangbei and told me that you're all going to the funeral. After attending the funeral, he will take the initiative to surrender to the police, but if he doesn't go, he will do something drastic if he can't do anything, and the impact on the newspaper will be even worse. Qu Changguo replied.

Qu Changguo, Qu Changguo, you are an old evil Qu, you are really evil enough, and you make such a ruthless move! It not only makes Zhao Qingdong and Yu Chongming feel that you are loyal, but also can hit their fate, so that the two of them have to participate.

"I'm afraid that this trick will make them jump off the wall in a hurry. Xiang Bei remembered the conversation he had with Yu Chongming in the hospital that day, and Yu Chongming's cunning eyes made him break out in a cold sweat.

If you have to fight with them and ruin their future, they should also fight with themselves. After all, for them, the future is fate.

"Xiangbei, why don't you understand? From your hospitalization, to Yu Chongming's words to you, to the police arresting you everywhere, all this shows that they want to kill you. "Qu Changguo is a little anxious, you kid is really not on the road, and the mud can't support the wall," I tell you the truth, since you were hospitalized, they have been plotting. Of course, I did not have the authority to attend their secret meetings and was not aware of their conspiracy. However, one thing I am sure of is that they send people to keep an eye on you every day, and they do not allow you to contact and contact the outside world, in order to silence you. The last time that old boy in Chongming went to the hospital to look for you, he wanted to salute first and then soldier, who thought you would not be interesting, so they made up their minds and dealt with you decisively. ”

Qu Changguo was anxious to tell what he knew. He's right, these things are all personal experience in the north. The most terrifying thing is that he doesn't know how these people "do" themselves, after all, the enemy is strong and I am weak. Instead of this, it is better to take the initiative. The best defense is offense.

Xiangbei hesitated for a moment and said, "Who are you going to notify?"

President Zhao Qingdong, Chen Jizhou of the Discipline Inspection Group, and the three deputy editors-in-chief of the editor-in-chief's office. There are also some journalists. In addition, I plan to find reporters from several media outlets, provincial and municipal media, metropolitan newspapers and online media. Get the formation up and stir up the atmosphere. If you don't do it, it's amazing!"

If this ...... really happens, I'm afraid there really won't be room for maneuver in this matter. But then again, what is his way out now?" "Okay, you can do it! But I have a request, when I get to the scene, how to arrange to listen to me." ”

"Okay, listen to you, but you have to get the timing right. Qu Changguo hung up the phone, and he was worried - to the north, you can't release my pigeons. I've set up such a big bag for those grandsons to drill into, and if there are holes at both ends of this bag, I'm going to tear you kid to shreds.

The decision has been made, and Qu Changguo reported the plan to Yu Chongming.

"Did he really say that?" Yu Chongming was even more apprehensive than Qu Changguo. In the past two days, the word "revenge" has become a lingering nightmare in Yu Chongming's heart. The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the open, and this is not the way to go on in the long run.

"It's true. Mr. Yu, what should I do?" Qu Changguo was tepid, he had to slowly guide the other party to take the initiative to say the answer. It's like Zhao Benshan's sketch: flickering and lame.

"What else can I do, call the police to arrest him!" Yu Chongming's eyes widened. Usually used to seeing this old boy squinting, such a glare, Qu Changguo was really a little uncomfortable, he quickly avoided his eyes. Damn, these dead fish eyes!

"Shall we go then?"

"Go...... I'll fuck him, a big-headed ghost!" Yu Chongming began to swear again, without those elegant jade calligraphy and paintings, Yu Chongming sometimes really looked like an old rascal.

"But if we don't go, he won't show up. ”

"If he doesn't show up, let the police search if he doesn't show up!" Yu Chongming not only began to swear, but even became a little unreasonable.

"Mr. Yu, you are a bit unreasonable. Let's let the police search people's homes? Besides, Xiangbei is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the police have been looking for him for a few days? This time he took the initiative to send it to the door, and it was a great opportunity. If we don't catch him, maybe something will happen to this kid in the future!"

This is true, the two sides are fighting each other, either you die or I live, Yu Chongming naturally understood, and was also awakened by Qu Changguo's words and regained his senses.

"Well, I'll report to the president, and you wait for my news. ”

"Leader, you have to hurry up, otherwise it's too late. Qu Changguo shouted after him.

"You kid, be quiet!" Yu Chongming glared back at him. A room full of reporters watched them.

……

Xiang Bei was also preparing for the funeral at this time. As the situation changes, it is only natural that the list previously made will have to be adjusted. There happens to be a large rural market near the hotel where Xiang Bei stays, and the market is opened every 28th. Early in the morning, I went north to the market, and after a long day of shopping, I found a work uniform, a broom, and some messy tools.

……

At 9 o'clock in the morning on Saturday, in the columbarium of the funeral home in Hedong City, the sky was overcast, and the road and roof were full of unmelted snow.

The weather is gloomy, and it is a funeral home, and the atmosphere is a little weird and heavy. The mood of the person falls to a low point.

Everyone gathered in the columbarium of the funeral home to participate in the urn laying ceremony of Nuoyi.

Since it was the child who died, the entire funeral omitted ceremonies such as eulogy, bowing, and farewell to the body.

There were one or twenty people at the ceremony, and for this kind of funeral of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, people who were not particularly necessary were usually reluctant to participate.

Among the hosts and guests who came to the scene, in addition to Zhou Xuecen and the four old men on both sides, there were also Zhang Ke's family, Xiang Bei and Zhou Xuecen's respective relatives. When the ceremony was about to begin, two cars rushed in, a black sedan and a Buick SUV stopped in front of the funeral parlor hall one after the other, Zhao Qingdong, president of the Beijiang Evening News, Yu Chongming and Qu Changguo in the editor-in-chief's office, Chen Jizhou of the discipline inspection team, and reporters from four newspapers came out of the car.

Zhou Xuecen knew Qu Changguo and met Yu Chongming, so he naturally quickly understood the identity of this group.

The other party stood in two rows in front and back, looking at Zhou Xuecen's family, quite with the momentum of besieging the gates to occupy the top of the light and vowing not to give up the cult without extinguishing it.

Even though Zhou Xuecen had tens of thousands of anger in his heart, he didn't want to tear his face with them at his son's funeral, which would only tarnish his reputation and dirty the resting place of the deceased. She didn't bother to pay attention to them, just nodded slightly. As long as they don't go too far, everything is about the deceased.

This funeral was organized by Zhang Ke and her husband before and after. After Xiang Bei and Zhou Xuecen's parents learned about this, they couldn't withstand the blow and were bedridden for the past few days. Originally, they were not going to attend this funeral, but the four old men insisted on coming, wanting to see their distressed grandson and grandson again.

Zhao Qingdong and Yu Chongming and their entourage were a little out of place with the atmosphere of the scene. After all, they were all coerced. Forcing others to do something they don't want to do is naturally immoral, and even more so on weekends! They are absent-minded and unable to integrate their emotions into this atmosphere of mourning.

At the beginning of the ceremony, mourning music sounded in the columbarium, and the staff took out Nuoyi's urn and handed it to Zhou Xuecen. Zhou Xuecen took it slowly with both hands, looking blank. She's cried enough these days, and even if she wanted to, she didn't have any tears.

But when she saw the photo of Nuoyi on the urn, she suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart: This is Nuoyi? After being stunned for a few seconds, she suddenly cried out with a "wow". She held the urn in her arms and gently touched the surface of the box, which was a small box made of wooden boards and painted with bright black lacquer.

Zhou Xuecen put her face on the surface of the box, she wanted to listen to Nuoyi's heartbeat, tears flowing down the lacquer surface of the box, dyed on the black and white photo of the childish face.

Immediately afterwards, the four old men were no longer able to hold themselves and were in tears. Along with Noyi's urn, there are several of his clothes and a few toys. And, of course, there's the excavator that Nuo never forgot in his life.

The ashes were placed in the corridor, and a stone slab completely separated himself from the child in two worlds.

The ashes interment ceremony was short, and after everyone participated, they walked out of the funeral home door one after another and walked down the stairs.

The first to come out were Zhou Xuecen and his family, who supported each other, Zhang Ke and others followed, and the last to come out were a group of people brought by Zhao Qingdong.

"What about the northerners?" Zhao Qingdong was a little unhappy.

"President, I'm also waiting for news from him. ”

"Call him!" Yu Chongming urged.

"It's hit, and it shows that it's turned off. ”

"Damn, I don't think I'll let him do it. I knew this kid was scheming and not so easy to be fooled. Yu Chongming said viciously.

"Yu Chongming, are you ready to prepare?" asked Zhao Qingdong.

Yu Chongming looked at the courtyard of the funeral home and nodded towards Zhao Qingdong.

Zhao Qingdong looked back at the group of people and others, everyone was dressed in black and full of momentum. Zhao Qingdong is a lot more down-to-earth, he has to remember everyone's face clearly, all that can come is a manufacturable material, the pillar of the society, and he must be reused after this siege of "Guangming Ding"!

Qu Changguo was in remorse, and his mobile phone rang, it was to the north.

"Xiangbei, where are you?" Qu Changguo asked in a low voice, "Do you know that I brought all the people here." You can't fool me, if you don't come, I won't be able to mess around in the newspaper in the future. ”

"Don't worry, I'm at the funeral home, and I saw my parents. If they were, I wouldn't have appeared. ”

"What should I do then? In this case, I'll go and tell Zhou Xuecen, let them go first, what do you think?" Qu Changguo said as he looked around. In the funeral home, except for a few staff and doormen, there was no one else. Damn, this kid hides it so tightly!

"Hmm. You've arranged it, and I'll get back to you. ”

"Alright then, I'll wait for your news. Don't take advantage of this opportunity. Qu Changguo hung up the phone, walked to Zhao Qingdong's side, and whispered a few words.

Zhao Qingdong nodded and motioned for everyone to lean aside and wait.

With the arrangements made here, Qu Changguo trotted all the way again, chased after Zhou Xuecen, and whispered a few words. Zhou Xuecen also seemed to understand, waved goodbye, and helped the four old men to get into the car and leave.

It is said that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the yellow finch does not know that there is a shotgun behind him!