I held the phone for a few seconds, to answer or not to answer? If you take it, you will have to go to the funeral according to our rules, and if you don't do it, you will become disabled like Lao Wang. If I don't accept it, the million loss fee will pass by me, and I will lose at least more than 100,000 yuan.

When faced with this choice, I couldn't help but think of the scene of those elders in the hall fighting for their sons. The heart is ruthless, as a son, he should fight for his parents, as the so-called Buddha fights for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath, as long as I have money, my parents also have a bright face.

At that moment, I pressed the call button, and the voice on the other end of the phone was still the same, he said: "Chen Baxian, I wish you a happy New Year in advance, and the whole family is happy and healthy!" ”

I said, "So do you!" "Just waiting for his next step.

He said straight to the point, "It's coming to the New Year, I'm not subtle, the hospital has issued a critical illness notice, my boss's mother will die within 24 hours, considering that it is the first month, I told you in advance, we will arrive in Dongxing Town at noon tomorrow, the location is set at the police station, when the time comes, you come to see, if all the conditions are met, this funeral will be contracted to you!" ”

I also asked something, the other end of the phone hung up again, I shrugged helplessly, judging from the speed of hanging up the phone, Lao Wang was telling the truth, the so-called million funerals, nine times out of ten more than one person called me.

Since I had decided to take over the funeral, I didn't think about anything else, put away my mobile phone, lit the firecrackers, then closed the door, sat down next to my parents, and said, "I want to go to the county seat tomorrow to pay a New Year's greeting to Guo Fatzi's parents." ”

This is the first time I have lied to my parents, and I don't know what happened, so I felt a little uncomfortable, and I stared at my parents quietly to see how they reacted.

My father glanced at me, nodded, and said, "Yes, our family owes him so much money, and it is also appropriate to give him a New Year's greeting, remember to catch an old hen and send it to him, their county people can't eat this kind of local chicken." ”

After speaking, my father handed me a red envelope and said, "This is New Year's money, I hope you will be safe and smooth next year!" ”

I took the red envelope, said some auspicious words, and went into my room to rest, while my parents gathered around the TV, intending to sit until tomorrow morning. Their generation believed in the saying 'sitting on the old age'. To explain in our words, sitting all night on the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve can bring good luck to the following year, and my parents firmly believe in this statement.

Back in the room, I lay on the bed tossing and turning, very confused about the future prospects, to use a lyric in Journey to the West to describe, where is the road? Thinking, thinking, I fell asleep unconsciously.

This night, I dreamed of many things, among which Lao Xiucai had the most things, and he told me in his dreams that he was living well in the underworld, and he didn't know how many times more comfortable than in the yang.

The next morning, I washed up, and my parents sat at the table with dark circles under their eyes, and there were some melons and fruits and three bowls of eggs on the table. The custom here is that we need to eat some melons, fruits, and eggs on the morning of the first day of the new year, which means that the new year is round and smooth.

I ate some melons and fruits at random, and I didn't speak. Immediately afterwards, my parents removed the melons and fruits and served some meals, because it was the first meal of the new year, there must be fish, which meant that there was more than enough every year, and our family had no money, so the fish was replaced by small crucian carp.

Writing this, even now when I think of the first breakfast of the year, my heart is very bitter. Take the small crucian carp as an example, my father originally bought a grass carp weighing five or six pounds as the first meal of the new year. Some people in the village said that our family still owes money, and we should not waste money to buy fish during the Chinese New Year, but should pay back the money we owe first.

After the villager said that to his father, his father's face turned pale, and he did not answer the villager's words, but turned around and returned the grass carp to another family in the village, wearing a pair of rain pants, and caught more than a pound of small crucian carp in a small river in our village.

After catching the crucian carp, my father's face was frozen, and I saw it in my eyes, and my heart hurt to death, and I didn't dare to say anything, because I knew that my father loved face, and once he said it, he felt that it would hurt his face, and he would be sad and sad.

My plan to go to the funeral is inextricably linked to this event, and I am afraid of it, and I don't want to see my parents being talked about because of their inferior money.

Because they are my parents, as a child, I have the obligation to let my parents raise their heads and be human beings, not for anything else, just because they brought me into this world, in order to let my parents live with light, even if I pay this life, I am willing.

After breakfast at home, my father brought an old hen and some gifts for me to give to Guo Fatzi's parents, I took the things and went out of the house, because it was the first time to go out in the New Year, and my parents set off some firecrackers.

After my parents finished setting off firecrackers and entered the house, I went around a few circles to the grave of Lao Xiucai, put gifts on his grave, killed the old hen, and surrounded the grave of Lao Xiucai with chicken blood to pay tribute to him.

I stayed at Lao Xiucai's grave for about half an hour, said some heartfelt words to the grave, and walked towards the main road. On the first day of junior high school, the road was very deserted, there were almost no motorcycles passing by, and I walked alone to the town, and it was already noon.

When I passed by the tombstone shop, Ah Da was closing the door of the store, and when he saw me, he first said some auspicious words, and then invited me to the store, saying: "Chen Baxian, I was about to go to Aozi Village to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come, do you remember what I told you last year?" ”

"What's the matter?" I'm a little confused.

"I told you last year that I wanted to ask you for help, and now that it's happening, I want you to do me a favor!" Ah Da brought me a cigarette.

I always remember in my heart that Ah Da helped me beat Liu Kai, and I always wanted to find a chance to repay him, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come now, I asked him what happened?

He smiled awkwardly and said, "It has something to do with your work, are you taboo to say this on the first day of the first month?" ”

I came to town to take over the funeral, and where would these things be taboo, let him say it directly. He said: "I have a distant aunt who is dying, she was from Dongxing Town when she was a child, and she doesn't remember which village she had, and then she went to other places during the war, and now she is dying, so she asked her son to send her to Dongxing Town, planning to hold a funeral here." The Eight Immortals I know belong to you who are more upright, I want to invite you to the funeral, the salary is guaranteed to surprise you, one million! ”

Hearing this, I glanced at Ah Da strangely and asked, "Did your aunt go to Dongxing Town today, and the location should be the police station, right?" ”

"How do you know?" He asked me in surprise.