Wang Houchuan was in a trance, and then looked closely, but found that there was nothing abnormal.

"Inform Lao Jiang's family."

The foreman said to the workers and hurried away, and after a while, the police and ambulance arrived.

This kind of case is very simple, and all aspects of the scene and witnesses can clearly point to the accident that caused Wang Jiang to fall to his death, so it is enough to quickly conclude the case.

However, the building project was stopped by the relevant departments because of the suspected unqualified safety work.

The developer Party A's people are fine, but the foreman is worried, and next, he has to deal with a lot of follow-ups. For example, compensation for family members, and even legal disputes.

Wang Jiang's body was taken away by the hospital and placed in the hospital's morgue until his family arrived.

On this day, the entire workers on the construction site returned to the rental house because of the shutdown, and people were panicked for a while.

In the huge hall, there are seven or eight twin beds, and it is very crowded.

Wang Houchuan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was panicked, and pointed to the workers and said, "Let one or two of you have no taboos, Wang Jiang will be said to be dead by you."

Some workers were not happy, and directly said: ", we're just joking, who knows such a coincidence?" Besides, if it weren't for your refusal to pay back Lao Jiang's money, would Lao Jiang stay up late and work overtime for this money? ”

"I ......"

Wang Houchuan wanted to fight back, but found that he couldn't find any reason to stay out of the matter with peace of mind.

Wang Jiang's death, he wants to say that it is impossible not to feel guilty or afraid.

"Okay, everything has happened, it's useless to talk about it, but." An elderly worker frowned and said, "When someone dies, we, as fellow workers, should give a little incense paper money to comfort the family members in our hometown." But there is one thing you must pay attention to, a few of you have said how much money he will pay before his death, if you don't want to be remembered by Lao Jiang, it is best to give all of them. ”

"And that said?"

Speaking of which, the fat man interrupted.

Wang Houchuan trembled and picked up the teacup, drank a sip of tea, and his thoughts were in a trance.

These common senses were passed on to Lin Shiyi by Uncle Jiu, and he looked at Wang Houchuan. There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but he could only suppress his head and said: "That's right, as long as you promise it before his death, you must do it, otherwise, he will pester you, at least you will not be able to live in peace, or at worst, you will lose your life, especially the incense paper money promised to him."

The fat man looked at Wang Houchuan, his face was also a little disgusted, and said, "Didn't you give it?" Also, you owe him money, won't you not pay it back to his family? ”

Among the three, only Tang Shiyun's face was always indifferent, but after listening to Wang Houchuan's story, her pretty face was like frost, but she didn't say a word.

Wang Houchuan ignored it, "I paid back the money I owed him, but I only gave 1,000 of the fragrant paper money." ”

All the workers looked at Wang Houchuan with cold faces, and someone sneered and asked, "Houchuan, didn't you say to give five thousand?" How is it that there are only a thousand? ”

Wang Houchuan said patiently: "I only have 5,000 yuan left in the boss's salary, and I will pay 3,000 to his family, so I have to keep 1,000 yuan for living expenses, right?"

Some people disbelieved: "Five thousand? Where did the rest of your money go? ”

Another worker answered, "Do you need to talk about it?" Every day when there is nothing to do, I go to rub mahjong, go to the bar to open a big card, go to wash my feet to call the most beautiful, and have a meal that is better than ours. ”

Wang Houchuan's face was gloomy when he was said, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

The older worker said bitterly: "I said Houchuan, Houchuan, is it easy to make some money?" Would you rather be defeated like this than return to Lao Jiang, are you worthy of others? ”

Wang Houchuan was not happy, and asked rhetorically: "How did I know it would be like this?" Would I like to? ”

For this kind of faceless and skinless person, all the workers are reluctant to say it anymore.

Seeing this, Wang Houchuan said with luck: "Besides, when you grow so big, have any of you really encountered a trick?" Anyway, I only have this 1,000 yuan, you can help me get it to Lao Jiang's family." ”

Before the workers could be persuaded again, Wang Houchuan preemptively asked, "Why don't you borrow me first?"

Everyone kept their mouths shut, this kind of person, it is enough to say a few words about him, it is useless to talk more, and those saliva are better used to nourish teeth. Not to mention the unworthiness of lending him money.

Because Wang Jiang's family was not a troublemaker, and the contractor and the developer compensated his family with 800,000 yuan and offered condolences, Wang Jiang's aftermath was dealt with quickly.

On the third day after the incident, Wang Jiang's body was brought back to his hometown by his family.

In terms of building engineering, due to the rectification of safety and the fact that money can make the trick grind, this grind was pushed away on the fifth day. The workers were able to continue their work.

For several days in a row, it was always peaceful.

Until the seventh day after Wang Jiang's death, according to folk customs, this day was Wang Jiang's first seven soul nights!

On this day, four or five o'clock in the morning, is the most soundly sleepy time of the day.

Without turning on the lights, the whole room fell asleep, and the snoring of a group of people after exertion came and went.

Wang Houchuan's bed is the closest to the door, on the shelf, and the bed below is the one used by Wang Jiang before his death.

At this moment, a satisfied smile appeared on his face immersed in a sweet dream, in which he was having fun in a large casino with a large number of gamblers.

In his mouth, he has a big cigar in his mouth, a bunch of chips in his hand, and a sexy girl next to him.

For a gambler, going to a large casino to gamble and win a lot of money is what they yearn for.

After playing mahjong, Wang Houchuan continued to play other projects, looking at the increasing number of chips in his hand, and his face smiled.

"You have money, why don't you pay me back?"

Suddenly, Wang Houchuan, who was still continuing to bet, only to feel a cold question coming from behind him.

"Who the are you? Don't get in the way of me winning. ”

Gamblers don't like to be disturbed, Wang Houchuan turned around impatiently with a cigar in his mouth, and his face was surprised.

"Lao Jiang, why did you come here?"

The one who questioned it was Wang Jiang.

"No matter, you stay aside for now, don't affect my winning." Wang Houchuan waved his hand and threw the chips in his hand on the stage.

"That's not right."

Wang Houchuan knew in his heart that he was excited, and his body froze, constantly trembling.

Slowly raising his head, he noticed that everything in his sight had changed.

There are no dealers, no chips, no other gamblers, and no sexy girls.

Turning his head, he saw Wang Jiang, who was as bloody as when he died.

Wang Jiang's eyes were full of resentment, staring at Wang Houchuan, and in his frightened gaze, Wang Jiang's mouth opened wide, becoming the size of a basin, and he bit at him.

"Weird ......"

Wang Houchuan on the bed sat up in shock, looked around in shock, and realized that this was a dream.

"What nerves are there? What's wrong? ”

In the dark, most people were not affected by Wang Houchuan's exclamation, only a few people opened their eyes in a daze, scolded angrily in their mouths, and continued to sleep.

Shocked into a cold sweat, Wang Houchuan breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed again.

Tiredness hit, dazed, Wang Houchuan was about to fall asleep again.

At this moment, on the lower shelf bed where Wang Jiang slept before his death, there were two knocking sounds.

'Aggressive'

At this moment, it seemed that all the snoring sounds in the room had disappeared, and the percussion sound was particularly clear, which shocked Wang Houchuan's heart in a daze and completely sobered up.

In the dark, Wang Houchuan's eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered that today was Wang Jiang's first seventh, the night of resurrection.