Scooping up the corpse with three watermelons?

I almost burst out laughing, this is a replacement of watermelons and dragon kings in the river? After the old man finished speaking, he smiled and rowed away.

This is nonsense at first sound, and I don't take it seriously.

In the afternoon, I wanted to send Lao Wang's body to the crematorium, so I rushed to Lao Wang's house in Hewang Village in advance. There were seven or eight people squatting in the wide mourning shed, all of them were nephews and nephews of the Lao Wang family, and some young people were smoking cigarettes and chatting, and some were grinning and playing with their mobile phones, without the slightest sadness.

A black-and-white photograph of Lao Wang is placed on a wooden table in front of the coffin, with two white candles on either side.

On the innermost side of the mourning hall, Wang Shengjia knelt with tears on his face. Look at her own sadness!

Ay! I feel a little sad to see it, as the saying goes, "pity the hearts of parents in the world", this is also the other way around, and the feelings of children towards their parents are not said.

There are many customs in the countryside, especially weddings and funerals, the old man in charge of the village is surnamed Wei, a flamboyant little man, he saw me coming, seemed very happy, and hurriedly handed me cigarettes: "Little brother is very righteous!" ”

This made me a little confused: "What's wrong, Uncle Wei?" ”

"You've only known Lao Wang for a few days! took the initiative to go to the crematorium to send him off for the last time, which made my old Wei very moved! ”

I scolded secretly, it must be Wang Shengjia who said so, why didn't she say that I was Lao Wang's quasi-son-in-law!

Steward Wei beckoned the villagers who helped to drink water and smoke, while looking at his watch from time to time, I knew that funerals and marriages are the same, they pay attention to the right time, and it is very taboo after the hour.

At three o'clock, he stood up and cleared his throat: "It's time, let's send Brother Wang on the road!" ”

A few young men in the mourning hall were still laughing just now, and as soon as these words came out, everyone knelt on the ground at once, crying profusely.

I didn't notice where Steward Wei took out a cyan tile, and drew a few circles with a brush on the tile, then walked up to the young man and handed him the tile.

"My uncle!"

The young man took the tile with both hands, raised it above his head with a shout, and threw it to the ground. With a "pop", the tiles scattered, and everyone raised their voices and cried.

Four or five men lifted Lao Wang's body and walked to the car, Steward Wei held the arm of the young man who broke the tile and followed closely behind, and the others followed, after the corpse got into the car, Steward Wei let the two neighbors in their forties, me, and Wang Shengjia get into a car.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but as soon as I walked into the crematorium, I felt chills all over my body.

There were two people on duty in the crematorium, one fat and one thin, and both of them had gloomy faces.

"The incineration process takes about an hour, and families can choose to enter voluntarily." The thin man said to us in a daze.

"We want to...... I want to give the old man his last ride. I hurried back.

The thin man nodded, and stepped forward to carry the corpse. I don't know if Wang Shengjia told him, but the neighbors who helped the two didn't get off the bus from beginning to end.

Carrying Lao Wang's body to the table in front of the crematorium, untying the body bag, the fat man put on gloves and wanted to push into the stove, but as soon as his hand reached halfway, he screamed "ah" and shrank back, and the person also took several steps backwards.

"What's wrong? Brother Meng! The thin man asked, holding the fat man.

"Corpse...... The corpse is hairy! ”

I had expected something strange to happen before, but seeing that the corpses had been put in front of the crematorium, the old king, who had been dead for a day and a half, would not become a zombie!

But when I heard his exclamation just now, I said in my heart: Something really bad!

The four of them had the courage to come over, and they saw that a layer of white hair had grown on Lao Wang's neck and face, about three centimeters, and he looked like an ape-man, extremely terrifying.

"Who is he?" The thin man's face was already pale, and being frightened like this was even more terrifying.

Wang Shengjia's face also changed, she took out a few hundred-yuan bills, handed them to the thin man, and her voice trembled: "I'm sorry, my dad died of a strange illness, and his death was ugly, just now...... I forgot to tell you just now. ”

The thin man hesitated for a moment, then looked at the fat man, and was at a loss for a moment.

I hurriedly took out another three hundred yuan and handed it to the fat man: "Two big brothers, you just need to help open the crematorium, the two of us are guarding here, the old man has worked hard all his life, and I, as a son-in-law, also have to enter filial piety, right?" ”

At this time, the two of them did not hesitate any longer, and helped carry Lao Wang's body into the crematorium.

"Then stay here! The crematorium is timed, and when the time comes, the place will turn on with a red light, so you can call us both when the time comes! He gestured to the controller on one side.

Turning on the crematorium switch, the two trotted out the door.

The crematorium made a "boom, boom" sound, and my heart trembled when I heard it. Since walking into the morgue, Wang Shengjia's face has been ugly, in fact, it is easy to understand that his father is about to be burned to ashes, and if he is anyone, he will be very uncomfortable in his heart.

I walked up to her and tried to comfort her, but before I could speak, her face pressed against my chest and she whimpered.

"You...... You're going to ......"

Think about it or forget it, silence is better than sound at this time, and I won't say anything anymore.

After a while, I heard the sound in the crematorium gradually change, as if there was a strange sound of "boom boom" mixed with a strange sound of "woo woo woo", which was intermittent but very harsh.

At first I was just a little surprised, how could there be such a sound coming from the stove?

Listen closely, the voice ...... It seems that a hoarse person is crying, and when I think about it, the more I listen to it, the more I feel like the voice of an old man crying, and my scalp is numb when I hear it, and I even make up the picture in my brain: After Lao Wang entered the crematorium, he was burned by the fire, woke up, and then began to struggle in the flames, and this sound was the sound of his painful moaning.

Wang Shengjia should have also heard the sound in the crematorium, his head tightly shrunk into my arms, and he trembled slightly.

There was a strange smell in the morgue, and it was like a year to stay here, but fortunately it only took an hour, and I finally got through it.

The one who went in was a person who was more than seven meters and more than one hundred pounds, and when he came out again, it was a handful of ashes, and I couldn't help but feel sad.

Wang Shengjia held the urn with both hands, her body kept shaking, and I didn't care about other people's gossip, so I went up and put my arm around her, and put Lao Wang's ashes in the car.

After the car left, I went directly to the hospital to see Wu Yuhui.

Wu Yuhui's mental state seems to be better than yesterday, and the little policewoman who accompanied the bed this time didn't find a reason to leave, because in addition to me, Captain Zhang also came to the ward.

"Brother, I like you more and more, consider joining our police force!" Maybe Captain Zhang was very happy to see that Wu Yuhui was recovering well, and joked with me.

"Forget it! With this realization, it's better to work honestly at the water conservancy station. ”

This made the nurses on the side laugh.

"By the way, Captain Zhang, how is the case investigated?"

Captain Zhang's smile froze on his face, he frowned, and said slowly: "The car that hit the person was found, but ...... But it's no longer valuable, and we found out Hong Jingsheng's information. ”

"Oh? You mean Lao Hong? ”

Captain Zhang smiled slightly: "I mean Hong Jingsheng!" It's not your colleague. ”

These words made me want to curse directly, but this captain Zhang directly had no memory: "That's right! It's Hong Jingsheng, Lao Hong is called Hong Jingsheng, you ...... Don't you know? ”

Unexpectedly, Lao Hong shook his head: "Your colleague is not Hong Jingsheng, the real Hong Jingsheng died in that flood twenty years ago, if we guess correctly, the person who has been working at the Yellow River Water Conservancy Station is Hong Jingzhu." ”

I'm a little confused by the second monk, why did a Hong Jingzhu pop up again! Who is this? Hong Jingsheng? Hong Kyung-joo? Are they ......