"Alas, ............"

Lao Dao patted his head,

simply sat down on the ground,

I have been going south and north for half my life, and I don't know how many people I have dealt with, and the experience of the old way can be described as extremely rich.

I didn't expect this stubble before, but now I was reminded by my own boss, and it was all of a sudden.

There was no crying, there was not much pain, there was just deep helplessness.

In this world, there is always no shortage of heroes who are pushed to the table, and everyone wants to be glamorous, beautiful, and worshipped;

however

It's not easy,

Or these heroes hidden behind the scenes,

There is no spur of interest, and there is no name for publicity;

"People die and birds are facing the sky", "after 20 years, he will still be a hero", maybe the so-called heroes and heroes will go down desperately after roaring these two voices, at least they can hypnotize themselves "vigorously".

Which is like now,

It's like what is in front of you.

"Poor baby, only in her twenties."

Lao Dao sighed softly.

Zhou Ze continued to stand, and did not get in the car and leave directly as he thought before.

The two rows of anti-narcotics policemen stood in front of the mourning hall for a long time, no one cried, and everyone was silent.

Zhou Ze remembered that when he went to Yunnan to participate in a surgical training, he had heard an old doctor in a local city talk about such a thing.

In the process of disguising himself as a buyer to contact drug dealers, a local anti-narcotics police officer happened to meet his mother-in-law on the street with her daughter, and the daughter shouted "Dad".

And then

Three days later,

The whole family was killed in the fire of the gas explosion.

The old doctor said that he participated in the treatment that time, but failed to save one, which was one of the biggest pains in his life.

endured the white eyes and snubbing of relatives and neighbors,

The honor of glory and martyrs that must be hidden,

The Si people have passed away, but the living still have to grit their teeth and continue to suffer this loneliness and incomprehension.

Zhou Ze silently bent down,

He remembered that just now, he had asked the woman how her husband had died.

She said her husband was a driver and died in a car accident.

Zhou Ze only now understood her hesitation when she answered this question at that time,

This feeling,

It's like a child who gets a perfect score in a test but can't tell his parents to get praise.

I also had to deliberately say that I didn't do well in the exam so that I had to bear criticism.

The old woman, at this time, became much lovelier and greater.

She would rather continue to endure this life alone, but she hopes that she can give her daughter-in-law a relief.

even

Even she personally went to the county to sue her uncle for corruption,

It became understandable, too,

A mother who can teach such a great son must also be great.

"Close!"

Two rows of people bowed together to the old woman and the woman,

The old woman took her daughter-in-law and granddaughter and knelt on the futon to return the salute.

The old woman is full of tears,

The woman sobbed silently,

The granddaughter seemed a little confused, as if she couldn't understand why this group of people came to her house.

possible

This family,

It's only at this time,

In the middle of the night when no one knows,

in order to truly enjoy the glory that should belong to them for a moment.

Coming and going in a hurry, everyone got into the van and drove away quickly.

Come quietly, and go quietly,

Be careful and careful,

Leaves no traces.

Three women,

Hug together,

Crying,

The youngest girl saw her mother and grandmother crying and cried with her.

But their cries were also a little suppressed at this time, and tears and snot kept dripping, but there was no such wailing voice.

"Boss, you go back and rest first, Poor Dao stays and helps them do it."

Lao Dao grabbed his hair and continued very calmly:

"Funerals are more lively than happy events, this is for the living, for comforting the living, seeing them so cold, I feel uncomfortable."

Zhou Ze stretched,

Road:

"What's the matter with you staying alone? Suddenly, an enthusiastic old man appeared, and a new gossip was about to be spread again. ”

"Boss, this ......"

Zhou Ze shook his head,

"I'll stay too, as if it were a funeral paid for by me, a rich wild man;

Anyway, the old woman herself has put on my hat during the day.

Then wear it for a while. ”

…………

At noon the next day,

Three white bands entered,

In front of the mourning hall,

The monk is on the left, the Taoist priest is on the right,

Beat gongs and drums, chant wooden fish,

Noisy and noisy, eager and eager.

The people are all invited by the old way, and the price is also what he talked about and paid, and he was busy from morning to noon, rearranging the venue, arranging personnel, and all aspects were commanded and adjusted in an orderly manner.

Lao Dao's talent in this area is indeed admirable, and it seems that he was born for nothing.

The old woman and her daughter-in-law knelt on the futon in sackcloth, and they didn't have to worry about the rest.

Zhou Ze sat at the offering table in front of the mourning hall, and in front of him was a red-bottomed love booklet.

Although no one came to help yesterday, but on the day of the official funeral today, many relatives still came to show up, and no one really lacked the favor money that should be sent.

The relationship is not good, but the courtesy and exchange of Chinese pay attention to is a real rule, and if you deliberately cut off the favor money because of this excuse, you will be poked in the backbone.

Zhou Ze took the pen and wrote down one name by one, this hundred, that hundred, how much paper was sent to this one, and how many incense candles were attached to it, all of which had to be recorded clearly.

Fortunately, he was not very busy, and everyone was very indifferent, Zhou Ze even saw a lot of people pointing at him, Boss Zhou didn't care anyway.

Every once in a while, Zhou Ze went to get a few pieces of chocolate or brewed some brown sugar water with boiling water and sent it to the woman to drink, watched the woman drink it, and then sat back in the position where he should be sitting.

The funeral was very prosperous and lively.

When it's almost noon,

Her uncle also came,

The position of the village chief was lifted, fined, and went in to squat for a while, but at this time, it still seemed that he still had the majesty of the "soil emperor".

In fact, in the countryside of many places nowadays, the difference between the village chief and the village tyrant is really not big.

However, he didn't have any other opinions about Zhou Ze, a stranger sitting here, and the favor money he sent was also the highest here, and everyone else was a few hundred, and he gave 20,000.

When Zhou Ze registered, he was a little surprised, thinking about whether he should report this old man again tomorrow?

Looks like it hasn't been shaken off last time, huh?

"It's not easy for them to be orphans and widows, I don't know who you are, but since you are willing to help, I accept your kindness, and I thank you."

The old man's waist was a little hunched, and his eyes swept over the old woman who was kneeling there, still with anger, but at least in some things, yard by yard.

The old man came, gave the money, and left, while the rest of the relatives stayed, and then it was time for lunch.

After the mat is over,

Continuing to walk the process,

Under the arrangement of the old way,

Monks and Taoists took turns to come to power,

You sang and I came on stage,

Stop

It's really not a mess at all,

On the contrary, it looks very serious and solemn.

The ones that should be registered have also been registered, and Zhou Ze added another name of his own to the favor book, and the favor written on it is:

Two piles of bills.

took the time to stand in front of the mourning hall on the side of the iron pot that burned paper,

Personally threw the dark money into it,

Watch them be burned here,

Then he sat back in the mourning hall,

I touched my pocket, the cigarette was gone, I took a pack of cigarettes from the table, opened it, took out one and lit it.

These cigarettes are for those who have given favors, one pack per person, and it is also a small local rule, and those who don't smoke will also take it home to those who can smoke at home.

As a human being in two lives, this is the first time that Zhou Ze has participated in an authentic and simple white funeral.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, and he didn't have much to go to the funeral, and when a colleague from the hospital passed away, he just went to the mourning hall to show up, which was almost the same as ordering.

Right now

Sitting here and watching most of the day's white activities,

I actually think it's quite interesting.

Perhaps, when I was young and frivolous, I always felt that this was feudalism, ignorance, and unreasonable absurdity.

When people reach middle age, when there are really old people in the family who die, they suddenly find that with these rules and these things, they can at least know what to do under them and make themselves move in those days of confusion.

When you are older, or more mature,

Sit here,

Looking at those fluttering confetti,

Listening to the noisy suona and the white clothes,

Suddenly you realize,

This seems to be the color of the yellow earth under our feet, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

The funeral parlor sent the largest and most luxurious hearse, followed by more than a dozen small cars, all wearing white flowers.

The woman held the portrait of her deceased husband, her mother-in-law was on her side, her daughter was in front of her, and she took a group of relatives who sent the funeral, as well as monks and Taoists arranged by Lao Tao, and got into the car together and went to the crematorium.

The mourning hall behind Zhou Ze was finally empty.

The noise in front of you,

It finally fell into a short pause.

Zhou Ze turned his head sideways and looked at his side, because his identity could not be disclosed, there was no one or any unit to send wreaths.

There are only two wreaths here,

One was delivered in the name of the bookstore, and the other was delivered in the name of the pharmacy next door to the bookstore.

Placed in the corner, it is a little embellishment.

If the identity can be revealed, it will be filled with wreaths from all walks of life.

Zhou Ze crossed his legs,

Sitting on a bench,

"Smack!"

The lighter lit another cigarette,

took a sip,

Slowly exhale a smoke ring.

I don't know why,

Today

His heart was extraordinarily calm.

During the period of time I came back from Sichuan, there were a lot of things and it was very messy, and there was an accident here just after dealing with it, which made Zhou Ze very tired.

But on this noisy day,

The previous impetuousness seems to have been cleared away at once, and the whole person seems to have been washed in the rain, which is very clean.

Hand with cigarette in his hand,

Sent to the side,

A young man took the cigarette from Zhou Ze's hand,

Took a puff too.

Zhou Ze looked ahead,

He spoke very calmly:

"Don't get me wrong."

The other party spat out a puff of smoke rings,

"I'm sorry."

Zhou Ze smiled,

Road:

"You're welcome."