Wang Ying's memorial service was held in Wangjialin, the back of the upper village.

Wang Jialin, located in the south of Linxian Tower, large and small graves are buried in the snow, forming a cemetery, there is no tombstone, the snow is covered with wild grass, like a messy stone hill, a few elm trees are crooked, and there are birds and crows on it. In this cold winter, there is no warmth, only icy sunlight, spitting cold glow. The elm tree was skinny, like a number of zombies that couldn't speak, looking at a new grave, it must be cold in that pit, not heaven, there was no playground and rehabilitation and health hospital in it, it was like the entrance to hell, and the Lord of Yama was waiting for the soul of Wang Ying to enter his great underworld. This is the destiny of a person's life.

The ceremonial procession was in front, (the local people called it loud) trio, flutes, gongs, sheng and other musical instruments playing songs to open the way in front, guiding the urn of the king camp to the grave.

Several people carried the big table with a pole, and there was an urn on the big table, Sun Li was dressed in filial piety, and his cousin Hu Yimei held Sun Li and cried behind the urn. Take your time. The urn is embedded with a photo of Wang Ying, the portrait looks very sour, the thin face also has the same convex eyes as Wang Yun, the eyebrows are sparse and long, and a dull expression, hiding ferocity and lewdness, and the big head hides fierceness and greed.

The pot-bellied Tan Yi walked along with the music. There were few people to see off, and the mourners, the birds and crows not far away scattered when they heard the music "ahhhhh

The urn was settled in front of the grave, and Sun Li and Hu Yimei hurriedly knelt in front of the spirit, crying while waiting for the memorial service to begin.

Zhang Bo, Zhu Rong, Shi Yan, Meng Ge, here. This shabby and monotonous funeral procession has increased by a few people.

Tan Yi found a high place, waved his hand, the music roared, their mouths were steaming, like the white smoke of a motorcycle's chimney, the band members were warming themselves with their frozen hands, and stopped clicking on the notes that were a little frozen. "Now, the memorial service for the old man Wang Ying begins. The first item of the conference was the firing of cannons and music. Tan Yi said loudly, so as not to freeze every sentence by the cold. A man carrying an urn took out a firecracker from the pocket he was carrying, lit it, and threw it beside the grave far away.

"Now, the memorial service for the old man Wang Ying begins. Old man Wang, now seven or four years old, the date of birth is unknown, the derby is higher than the sky, the hope is deeper than the sea, before the material, like Hua Tuo hanging pot to help the world, special period, Ye four types of molecules, never soft-hearted, jumped up, grabbed the head of the bad guy, knocked over to the ground, and then kicked a few hard, the slogan shouted to the sky, sang songs, sang the model play: this Lao Tzu, don't talk about face at all.... Later, he learned medical Taoism, trained in a training course for traditional Chinese medicine in the county, a handful of grass, a few needles, traveled to thousands of households, eliminated measles, malaria, he was amazing, he was barefoot. He also cultivated his son Wang Yun, who is also a talented and versatile person, opening up and reform came, and his father joined hands to develop, open mines, build plate factories, and have a decent style, and served as the director of five villages...... "Tan Yi made a generous statement at the moment, and he was frustrated, and he didn't know whether to praise the father and son of the Wang family, or deliberately seek innovation with words.

"..., cousin, I'm cold!" Sun Li, who was kneeling in the snow, trembled.

"Persistence, persistence is victory, Wang Yun was detained, you must persevere." Hu Yimei encouraged Sun Li.

Zhang Bo and Brother Meng were standing behind them, and Liu Yang and Li Yilan also came.

"The eulogy is well done, full of fun." Brother Meng stroked his beard and said, "We worked together, and this person is very despicable. ”

"I also know him very well, listening to my father-in-law, during the special era, jumping up and down, during the practice of medicine, the style is not correct, and many women have had relationships." Liu Yang said.

"That's despicable, many women are reluctant, because of his obscenity, for the sake of his reputation, knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and there is blood in his mouth." Zhu Rong understands the hardships of women.

"His daughter-in-law doesn't let go, even if it's his **, it's also his daughter-in-law, Wang Yun hooked up with Wang Ying's concubine, what's going on with this family." Meng Ge said disdainfully.

"Hey, why didn't I see his second wife and her first sister." Shi Yan saw a situation. No, his wife Yao Yimei didn't come.

"I've gone to the detention center to see Wang Yun." Meng Ge said: "On that day, the Public Security Bureau, the National Territory, and the Court came at the same time. ”

"No wonder Wang Ying died of myocardial infarction." Liu Yang understood the cause of Wang Ying's death.

"It hurts." Li Yilan said.

"There is more than enough to die, during the SARS period, the activity funds raised by our five villages were useless, and he embezzled himself." Zhang Bo said: "This person was born for himself, died as a son, and was the first in society." Zhang Bo commented.

"I also know this, we were together at the time." Meng Ge said.

Tan had a big belly, but his speech was very vigorous, he continued: "Some people die heavier than Mount Tai, some people die less than Hongmao, Wang Ying is heavier than Mount Tai, not less than chicken feathers." ”

"Bullshit!" Liu Yang scolded: "That year, I went to him to see a doctor, hung the bottle for two days, and charged me a thousand yuan, but I had no money at that time, so I took away my wheat." ”

"This kind of person will not be recognized by society, he feels that he is very good and strong, but he is actually a scum." Li Yilan said.

"Lao Zhang, what do you think?" Brother Meng asked Zhang Bo with a smile.

"People are dead, it's very pitiful, and there is no one in his Wang clan to send them away." Zhang Bo sighed.

Tan Yi was addicted to speech, and continued to shout: "Attracting investment for development, he supports his son's decision, opening a mine, building a board factory, sitting on his own boss, respecting discipline and law, generating profits and taxes, digging the mountain to the bottom, how deep is it, looking at other people's ants from top to bottom, like an abyss, if he lives again, he can penetrate the earth." ”

"What a shame! Zhang Bo said calmly, everyone doesn't know whether Tan Yitian is shameless, or Wang Yingtian is shameless, all in all, these two people are shameless.

"Alas, this kind of person has not gone to heaven, and in the end, the ghost can be dispersed, roaming in the underworld, and will never be reborn." Zhu Rong had a complicated smile. It's also bitter.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, Wang Ying's road has come to an end, and he can't see his son Wang Yun before he dies, and he will cut off his son and grandchildren" Meng Xu pity and scolded.

"He'll go over there and repeat his story." Liu Yang said jokingly. "Yes, he and his son, and his fox friends and dogs, go over there and worship God." Li Yilan smiled.

"There is Lord Yama in charge, hey, Brother Zhang, you say, is Lord Yama and God the same dynasty?" Liu Yang asked, seriously.

"This is culture, and it needs to be talked about slowly." Zhang Bo said with a smile.

"I'm in for a treat, let's go to the Linxian Tower above." Meng Ge said.

"Okay, let's celebrate." Zhu Rong said with a smile.

Sun Li was so frozen on the ground that he couldn't hold it anymore, and when he heard the conversation between Zhang Bo and the others behind him, he was anxious, annoyed and ashamed, and he didn't know where the momentum came from, he stood up suddenly, rushed to Tan Yi and scolded: "Don't roar, don't fucking yell, I'm going to freeze my mother to death, don't want to play anymore at night." ”

Tan Yi was dumbfounded, and Hu Yimei was also taken aback by Sun Li's actions.

Sun Li ran to the table, picked up Wang Ying's urn, turned around and threw it into the grave and said, "... People, people are dead, it's not so **, set off guns to bury dogs. ”

The man carrying the table and backpack took out another firecracker and lit it and threw it in the distance. The remaining few people picked up the pickaxe and shovel together, built the grave, just covered the urn, threw away the household belongings, and ran back, and the band also ran back in a hurry, Sun Li pulled Hu Yimei and said, "Let's go, what's the daze." ”

"It's not buried yet." Hu Yimei pointed to the pit and said.

"When it's warm, I'll bury it." Sun Li said.

The two of them helped each other and hurried away.

Tan walked away as soon as he saw it, smiled at Zhang Bo and the others, threw away the speech, and hurried towards the middle of the village; "Wait for me." He ran and ran, fell to the ground, and fell into a.

Zhang Bo, Zhu Rong, Shi Yan, Meng Ge, Liu Yang, and Li Yilan all laughed.

"Come, let's bury this old man with human nature." Zhang Bo said.

In response, everyone picked up the shovel and pickaxe, took turns to build a grave, not even a wreath, everyone put the family belongings on the grave, Zhang Bo gave a eulogy: "May you climb the shovel and pickaxe, and go to heaven." ”

Everyone walked towards Linxian Tower, leaving a string of laughter and a cold day.