Kong Xianglin didn't expect him to say this at all, and asked rhetorically, "What are you kidding?" ”

Wang Zhongyi: "I'm not kidding! ”

Kong Xianglin's eyes widened, looked at him and said, "I'm not the boss of the underworld-society, what are you messing with me?" Besides, if you don't study hard now, won't all these years of hard work be in vain? ”

Wang Zhongyi said resolutely: "Can reading be exchanged for my mother's life?" Obviously not. Can reading earn the respect of those unscrupulous doctors? No, it doesn't. Through the past few days of contact, I found that Brother Lin, you are a hidden person, definitely not an ordinary person, you must have a secret, you just don't want to tell others. ”

Kong Xianglin was secretly stunned in his heart, but said quietly on his face: "Who did you listen to nonsense, I hid it deeply?" Don't you know that my nickname is Hole Cannon? How can you be a person who can hide things, don't think about it, hurry back to study hard, your mother is gone, don't you still have a new dream? Don't forget, she's also someone you need to take care of all your life! ”

Wang Zhongyi said with a firm gaze: "I just want to take better care of her, I want to mess with Brother Lin, you know so many people, you are so capable, and the most important thing is to be upright." I think that following you, you will not let me suffer, far more and faster than studying dead books and going to college for a few years. ”

He seemed to be determined to follow Kong Xianglin, but Kong Xianglin really had no choice but to say: "Okay, you just mess with me, then when the boss speaks, do you listen to it?" ”

Wang Zhongyi was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Great, of course I have to listen to the boss's words." ”

Kong Xianglin said: "Well, the first order the boss gave you is: 'Give me a good study and strive to get into a good university.'" ’”

Wang Zhongyi stayed on the spot.

He Xijun's funeral began in the afternoon of the next day at the Jingqin Garden in Beiqinhai City.

After receiving the notice from the police, Zuo Yijun retrieved He Xijun's body with the accompaniment and help of Kong Xianglin, Ma Ming and other friends.

There is a funeral parlor in Beiqinhai and a family garden, the former is a place where the body is cremated, and the latter is a place where the body is stopped and a memorial service is held. The body was transported to Jingqin Garden, and the clerk of Jingqin Garden, also known as "Mr. Yin and Yang", an old man surnamed Mou, took over his ritual.

The custom of holding funerals in Beiqinhai City, as the lives of ordinary people have improved in recent years, have become more and more extravagant, and these people who do this kind of dead man's business have also risen in the market.

After Mr. Mu placed He Xijun's body in the room, he hurriedly came to Zuo Yijun and asked, "Are you the widow of the deceased?" ”

Zuo Yijun nodded, she stopped crying today, but her eyes were red and swollen, her hair was scattered, obviously her husband's death hit her hard.

"Oh, that's right, we have three kinds of coffins when the body says goodbye: one is the most ordinary plastic coffin, which costs only two hundred yuan; One is a high-end three-wood and glass-faced coffin, which can allow people who come to mourn to see the body, but it is more expensive, requiring 1,000 yuan; There is also a kind of crystal coffin, which is made of all-crystal glass, just like the kind of great man in the memorial hall, but the price is 2,000 times. Although the body is useless after saying goodbye, but our family has a funeral, we can't lose it in order to save two money, and the money on this blade should still be spent. Two thousand yuan, no one is bad at all, but the effect is too different, people come to see: 'Look at this family, how particular it is!' "So I built yì, let's still choose the crystal coffin, of course, the idea is that your family will take it yourself." Mr. Mou introduced.

Zuo Yijun also had no idea, and what he said seemed to make sense. But as soon as He Xijun left like this, there was no backbone in the family, she had no formal job, and a person who ran around made money, and I am afraid that every penny in the future would have to be broken into two halves, and this kind of thing that costs two thousand dollars only once, she is really a little embarrassed. But if you don't use it, you're worried that outsiders will come and poke her backbone: "Look at it, as soon as this person is gone, he is reluctant to spend money for him, and after two days, the bones are not cold, so don't you have to go out of the wall?" "What a terrible man!

Seeing her hesitation, Kong Xianglin shook his head at her slightly for her sake, signaling her not to waste it senselessly. Ma Ming is also the same.

Zuo Yijun saw that Kong Xianglin and Ma Ming, the two best friends of He Xijun before his death, all signaled like this, and she said: "Mr. Mou, my family is not rich, so choose this plastic coffin!" ”

Mr. Mu saw that the sales pitch failed, but he also nodded yes in understanding. Although he has a lot of commissions every time he sells this kind of thing, after all, not every family is so rich, and forcibly asking the poor to spend money also hurts yin and morality, so he won't say more. Moreover, when the funeral is done, there are many places to spend money, such as wreaths, paper people and paper horses, incense cups and fruits, opening the light to see off, etc., even if he doesn't earn or not, there are many places to make money, earn less here, and earn more there.

didn't think about it, Mr. Mu didn't speak, but some people over there were unhappy.

"What's the matter? Oh, my brother just didn't have it, and you didn't want to spend money on him? The man who spoke was a yellow-faced man in his early thirties, with bald hair and teeth that had been stained yellow by cigarettes due to long-term smoking.

Kong Xianglin recognized that this person was He Xijun's younger brother He Xizheng. Although the two are siblings, their personalities are very different. He Xijun is calm and sophisticated, calm and steady, decisive in handling affairs, and awe-inspiring in justice; But his younger brother is the opposite, not only is he idle all day long, not doing his job, but he also smokes, drinks, gambles, and has a good daughter-in-law, but he was also scolded and scolded. Now it is said that the house has also been given to the casino, and there is not even a place to live.

"No......" Zuo Yijun argued.

"No, what's not? Isn't yours or isn't mine? He Xizheng interrupted his sister-in-law's words and teased, "I see that you have a new love, so you don't want to spend money for my brother, let me ask you, how did my brother die?" Was he killed by you and your adulterer? ”

Zuo Yijun was so blue and white by him that his face was indescribably ugly.

Ma Ming finally couldn't see it, pushed He Xizheng, and said, "Brother Jun's bones are not cold, how can you say that about your sister-in-law?" ”

He Xizheng was pushed by him, and said angrily: "Where did the second goods come from?" Is this slut's new adulterer? You ask her, I wronged her? Then he pointed at Zuo Yijun and said, "Let me ask you, who bought you your villa in Jiangbin New Area?" Is it my brother? ”

Kong Xianglin and Ma Ming were stunned by what he said, and couldn't help but look at Zuo Yijun in surprise. He Xijun's family conditions are known to the two, although their family is not poor, but not rich. Zuo Yijun has no job, only occasionally does odd jobs, the family relies on He Xijun to work alone to make money, and has to support Zuo Yijun's old mother, who has been bedridden for a long time, financial resources are stretched, if his family can buy a villa in Jiangbin New District, a wealthy area recognized by the city, the two will never believe it.

But now He Xizheng is right, it doesn't seem to be a lie, could it be that Zuo Yijun really betrayed her husband and stole Han and found a new love?

Zuo Yijun's face changed greatly when He Xizheng said it, and he said hurriedly: "He Xizheng, don't talk nonsense, blood spews people!" ”

"Hmph, I'm spewing blood? People are doing it, and the sky is watching! Zuo Yijun, do you dare to swear to my brother that you don't have a villa in Jiangbin New District? He Xizheng went crazy and pointed to the refrigerator coffin containing He Xijun's body and shouted.

"I ......" Zuo Yijun's face was bloodless, and he couldn't speak.

Kong Xianglin and Ma Ming glanced at each other, and they both saw suspicion in each other's eyes, could it really be that the sister-in-law's backer stole Han and killed the military brother?

He Xizheng kept roaring: "I sue you, cheap, your villa is the joint property of my brother, my brother is dead, and I also have half of the inheritance, I will leave it here, if you give me my share obediently, you will be fine, if you don't give it, hehe, don't say that you don't care about your uncle and sister-in-law when you are a brother!" He bared his big yellow teeth and let go of the cruel words, it turned out that this was his purpose.

Everyone knows that he is not doing his job properly, he is a bad gambler, and he has already lost all the money in his family, and now he is worried about the property left by his brother.

Zuo Yijun was panting with anger, his eyes were red, and he pointed at him speechless.

Although Kong Xianglin also had doubts in his heart, this was He Xijun's mourning hall after all, and he didn't want He Xizheng to continue to make trouble, so he hurriedly pulled him down with Ma Ming, and after that, Ma Ming dispersed the onlookers, and the mourning hall was calm.

In the evening, according to the custom of Beiqinhai, large pieces of paper are burned for the deceased. The so-called burning of large paper is a ceremony in which the immediate family of the deceased, under the leadership of Mr. Yin and Yang, piled up paper cows, paper horses, paper men and women, as well as a large amount of paper money, gold and silver, and burned them together.

At the beginning of the ceremony, Mr. Mu first recited the sacrificial text, and then asked He Xijun's eldest son, He Changhong, to follow and recite the send-off memorial message. He Changhong was only eight years old, and he was ignorant of his father's death. He was not tall enough, standing on a small stool prepared by Mr. Mu in advance, holding a long flag, and following Mr. Mu to say something he didn't understand.

Kong Xianglin surrounded the circle of relatives and friends, the flames were burning on his face, he bowed his head silently, and secretly swore in his heart that he must find out about He Xijun's death.

He originally thought that He Xijun was likely to die at the hands of an organ smuggling syndicate, but He Xizheng's words made this matter have some new clues and become confusing. With the financial resources of He Xijun's family, it is absolutely impossible to buy a villa in Jiangbin New District, but looking at Zuo Yijun's appearance, He Xizheng's words do not seem to be untargeted.

How did this house come about? Is it really like He Xizheng said, Zuo Yijun got a new love, and someone gave it away?