I was horrified, and my eyes suddenly opened to the maximum.

All of a sudden, my breathing became short.

Whose hand does that belong to?

Not long ago, the people of the Situ family had already carried the old man's body to the funeral home first, and a few of us were the last to leave.

In other words, that ward should be empty now.

However, the hand really appeared in my sight.

Since there is no one, then that hand can only be ......

A gloomy wind blew from the other side of the hallway.

I couldn't help but shudder.

"Gao Wei, what are you thinking? Still not leaving? ”

Zhang Qiang's voice came from not far away.

"Huh?!" I turned my head in a daze, only to realize that the rest of the team had reached the end of the hallway.

Seeing that I hadn't kept up, Zhang Qiang came back to look for me.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was thinking about things just now." I answered, and hurriedly followed.

About forty minutes later, our group arrived near the largest funeral parlor in the southwestern suburbs of the city.

I, Zhang Qiang, and Zhao Qiqi have a car.

Situ Cao, Du Deming, and Wang Yi are in a car.

In this way, the two cars drove along the winding road into the large area of the funeral home.

The sky was gray, as if a handful of gray-yellow-gray-green dust had been sprinkled between heaven and earth.

The road was lined with willow and locust trees, and it also looked gray and lifeless.

Ever since our vehicle entered the large area of the funeral home, the atmosphere around us seemed to change in that instant.

How to describe it?

It is as if the appearance of the two rows of locust willow trees is a dividing line, the boundary between the living and the dead, and this is the place where the newly deceased is commemorated, the meeting place of life and death.

After another minute, I came to a relatively spacious clearing.

There was a squeak, and both cars stopped one after another.

I was a little surprised: "Master, isn't there still three or four hundred meters to get to the door of those farewell halls?" Why is it stopping now? ”

The driver turned around, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and he looked at me with a puzzled expression: "Tsk, what a bad luck!" I've already sent you to the ground, and I won't go any further! I've been back and forth to the funeral home more than a dozen times today, and every time the passengers asked to come here, as if they wouldn't let me leave, it's too unlucky! ”

In the middle of speaking, he had already hung up the neutral and unlocked the car door.

"It's not too early, get out of the car quickly, next time!!" As he spoke, he waved his hands in disgust, as if we were some kind of dirty thing.

The three of us looked at each other, and finally got out of the car helplessly.

With a bang, the fare has been automatically deducted.

Looking at the back of the driver walking away, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but mumble a little dissatisfied.

"This Buddha has to be sent to the West! Before we could reach our destination, he left us halfway. ”

At this time, Du Deming and Wang Yi also walked down from another car with Situ Cao.

"yes, that's not interesting." Hearing Zhang Qiang's words, Du Deming couldn't help but nod in agreement.

I glanced at the row of farewell halls in the distance, and then glanced at Situ Cao, who was blank and blue-faced, and sighed secretly: "Forget it, it's not too far, let's walk over!" ”

The others followed my line of sight, and naturally saw Situ Cao's current state.

They understood what I meant, and at the same time they were silent.

With that, all six of us fell silent and walked towards the row of farewell halls in the distance.

Ten minutes ago, Situ Cao's second uncle had already called her to inform her that Situ Shanping's body was placed in the "Chongshan Hall", so we came to the row of farewell halls not far away, and walked straight in the direction of the "Chongshan Hall".

I don't know if it's an illusion, but as the driver said, there are a lot of people coming to the funeral home today.

There is a constant cycle of mourning everywhere, which makes people feel very depressed.

Except for the "Chongshan Hall" where we went, the bodies were parked in the other farewell halls, and the halls were naturally filled with their relatives.

The farewell hall where the old man Situ was located hung a black couplet on both sides.

The upper link is: 'The fourth three-fold humerus medicine is applied to the living people all over the life, and the soul should be fed and repaid'

The next link is: 'Five blessings and one day of life examination at the end of the good virtue will be determined to return to the truth'

Horizontal batch: the wind and bones are eternal

Looking ahead, a huge photo of the old man Situ was hanging on the wall facing him, and the old man was still smiling kindly, which made people feel sorry.

As soon as Situ Cao saw this scene, he suddenly lost control again.

Her mouth was dumbly open, but she couldn't make a sound in her throat.

"Sister Situ!"

Before Zhao Qiqi could hold her, she had already shaken off Zhao Qiqi's hand.

Situ Cao rushed to the offering table where the old man's portrait was placed, and suddenly knelt down on the futon.

Her face was full of sadness, her mouth was always open, and tears were falling down her face.

When we saw this, we couldn't bear it.

I sighed faintly and walked over.

knelt on the futon next to him, put incense on the pillar for Situ Cao's grandfather, and then turned his head to look at her: "Situ, let's mourn and change!" Your grandfather doesn't want to see you like this either. ”

The rest of the team also began to comfort her after incense was poured on the futons on the left and right sides of Situ Cao.

However, Situ Cao always looked at the portrait of her grandfather fixedly, without saying a word.

At this time, the Chongshan Hall was full of relatives and friends of the Situ family, they were sitting or standing, some were playing mahjong, some were playing poker, and some were constantly talking and laughing with each other, and the ground was already full of melon seeds and peanut shells, as well as other garbage.

It was as if they had not come for a wake for the dead, but for some very festive gathering.

Ha ha~

Hahaha~

Hahahaha~~

Laughter, noise, and mournful music filled the hall, making people frown.

Some middle-aged women who didn't know each other kept laughing and laughing with the people next to them, and from time to time they had to spit on the ground.

Three relatives and six relatives, as well as some unspeakable distant relatives, did their best to stir up the atmosphere, as if this was worthy of the old man who had just passed away and his bones were not cold.

After about two minutes, a terrible cry came from Situ Cao's throat.

Then she cried out as if she had gone mad.

At this moment, the crowd that was lively just now suddenly quieted down.

Some people began to pout, some people began to whisper, and some people began to snort coldly.

"Tsk, what do you think she looks like?" A middle-aged woman in the farewell hall was still dressed in red.

"Yes, it's so annoying to show it to anyone who we're crying and crying for!" Another woman, who was about thirty years old, also nodded in agreement.

"Shouldn't the vigil be lively and happy? Really. A middle-aged man said the same.

A few of us listened to it, and our hearts were very uncomfortable.

When did the farewell hall of the deceased become a place of joy?

Is there a problem with my three views?

And Situ Cao's aunt, who we hadn't noticed before, rolled her eyes after seeing her howling and crying.

Then, she quickly ran to the futon and pushed away Zhang Qiang, who was still kneeling on it, from behind.

I saw Situ Cao's aunt grinning and squeezing her eyes, and she cried like this.