Chapter 175: The Colorful Coffin (12)
Seeing that my face was wrong, Han Jingui gritted his teeth and said, "Fifteen thousand!" ”
"No way!" I didn't think to directly dismiss his proposal, saying, "Eight thousand! After this funeral, the funeral expenses are divided into several levels, the lowest is 8,000, the highest is only 30,000, in the process of the funeral, do not ask the main family for red envelopes, of course, the main family should give the red envelopes, one can not be less. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
When I said this, my tone was very heavy, mainly because Han Jingui had touched my bottom line.
As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief's eyes lit up and he asked me, "Young man, this is true." ”
"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" I hummed and said this to the village chief.
"Palace Master!" Then Han Jingui pulled me, "If you do this, you will offend many people!" ”
I glared at him and said, "You can't be afraid of offending people, so you will raise the funeral expenses, who doesn't have parents?" Who hasn't passed away from an old man? We are the Eight Immortals, not the Eight Kings who used the funeral to make themselves rich. ”
"But..."Then Han Jingui seemed to want to say something, so I stopped and said, "Am I still the palace master of the Eight Immortals Palace?" Do my words still work? ”
"Palace Master!" That Han Jingui nodded helplessly and stopped talking, but I could see from his face that he seemed to be quite disgusted with reducing the funeral expenses, which was no way, the funeral expenses were related to the income of the Eight Immortals.
The village chief saw that Han Jingui didn't speak, so he said to me: "Young man, as long as your words count, the old man just wants to give up his life, and he will also help you drive You Shusong out." ”
I smiled slightly, "It's not that serious, as long as you can help contain the book pine, the rest of the matter will be handled by our eight immortals, as for the funeral expenses, I Chen Jiu swore that day, unless you die, otherwise, what you just said will always be valid." ”
"Good, good, good!" It is worth mentioning that the boiling water he poured this time poured a lot of honey into it, and brought out some fruits, and promised again that he would fully cooperate with us.
In this regard, I didn't be polite to him, so I asked the village chief to help say some bad things about You Shusong, and then You Shusong deducted some charges, and tried to drive You Shusong out this time.
I thought that the village chief would be disgusted with my approach, but where did I know, he came directly to a more absolute sentence, he said: "I remember that when You Shusong was a child, he always peeked at women taking baths, do you want to add this matter." ”
I was speechless for a while, and said that Jiang was old and spicy, which was not wrong at all, so I discussed with the village chief for a while, roughly when I talked to You Shusong, I hoped that the village chief would bring some people to express some of the will to burial to You Shusong, and asked the village chief to bring the entire villagers of Xiahe Village early tomorrow morning to Shanghe Village to help me go to the funeral.
The village chief didn't say a word, but immediately agreed, and asked me if I wanted to bring more people, saying yes, he could go to the nearby village to lobby and bring more people to support the scene.
I declined the village chief's kindness and asked him to take the villagers with me.
Afterwards, I thanked Han Jingui to the village chief and left directly.
When I went out of the door, the two people were still there, and they interrogated me a few more words, I casually told a few lies, and then went out of Xiahe Village, and then met with Yang Yan and Gao Lao at the entrance of the village, and told the village chief's family one by one.
After they heard this, the senior man glanced at me appreciatively and said: "Chen Baxian, this thing is done beautifully, we are all rural people, and we know that it is not easy to make money in the countryside, and if there is a funeral of 30,000 yuan, some people estimate that it will take three years to save enough." ”
I hummed and turned my head to glance at Han Jingui, who had a calm face and didn't speak.
How could I not know what he meant, and I didn't blame me for lowering the funeral expenses, I wanted to say a few words to him, but Han Jingui looked at me a little wrong, as if he was full of anger.
This made me slightly stunned, and when I looked at him again, I found that he had returned to his previous appearance, was it wrong? Wrong! He definitely looked at him just now.
Immediately, I immediately remembered Lang Gao's words, then Lang Gao asked me to beware of this Han Jingui, is Lang Gao's words going to be fulfilled?
To be honest, during this time in the Eight Immortals Palace, I am especially grateful to Han Jingui, and I can even say that he gives me the feeling that he is an elder, and he also takes care of us juniors, but in the funeral, Han Jingui has never said a word to me.
Sometimes, when I ask him what the funeral expenses are, he always gets off the hook.
It wasn't until I listened to the village chief's words just now that I knew that the funeral expenses here were so high, and I absolutely didn't believe it if I wanted to say that there was nothing greasy in the middle, and I even suspected that Han Jingui should have filled his pockets.
At this point, I looked at Han Jingui's eyes and said, "Old Han, what do you think about reducing the cost of the funeral?" ”
"You are the palace master, you have the final say!" He said a word without being salty.
I sighed, I knew that the gap between us was out, Yu Private, I wanted to explain a few words to him, but, when I thought of the expensive funeral expenses, I chose to avoid it, and I didn't talk to him again, so I found a clean place at the entrance of the village and sat down, planning to wait for You Shusong to come back.
After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, Han Jingui walked up to me and said, "Palace Master, I still have some personal matters, go back first, and come back later." ”
I knew he had an issue with me now, and I didn't keep him.
What I didn't expect was that when he was leaving, he asked Li Jiangang to follow the trend and the four brothers, "My family has something to do, I need a few of you to help, is it convenient for you?" ”
As soon as I heard this, I immediately understood what he meant, he was planning to break up with me, considering that You Shusong was coming soon, I didn't want to have a disagreement with him at this time, so I pretended not to hear what he meant, but threw my eyes to Li Jiangang and the four brothers who followed the wind and Yushun.
"Old Han! What's so urgent? Youshu Songdu is coming soon, you leave now, it's not appropriate, right? Then Li Jiangang frowned.
"Yes! Old Han, just hang the palace master here, it's not good! The eldest of the four brothers muttered.
"It's okay, the palace master should be enough to have a few of you!"
That Han Jingui dropped such a sentence, turned around and walked in the other direction, Li Jiangang shouted a few times in the back, and Han Jingui left without looking back.
Looking at his back, I felt astringent in my heart, sighed heavily, and my mood was extremely low.
I don't blame Han Jingui for leaving. After all, the meaning of everyone's life is different, he may just take money more seriously, which makes the funeral expenses quite high, or maybe his family has a heavy burden, and all expenses are all paid by being the eight immortals, and the reason for this may only be known to him.
After Han Jingui left, Li Jiangang asked the reason, and I didn't hide it, so I told him that it might be because the funeral expenses were lowered.
After hearing this, he was silent for a while, and said: "Palace master, I listen to you, our eight immortals are originally farmers, and carrying the coffin is just an extra income, so we can't be too black-hearted." ”
The four brothers nodded and moved closer to me.
"Whew!" I exhaled and didn't speak, but gave each of them a cigarette, and kept thinking in my heart, what should we be the Eight Immortals? If you want money but no money, you want a name without a name, and you can even say that you can't see any future.
At this moment, Yang Yan pulled me and said in a low voice: "Brother Jiu, is that person You Shusong!" ”
Hearing this, I turned my head and saw that the person who came was You Shusong, and I don't know why, a nameless fire suddenly appeared in my heart, Su Mengke's death has an inseparable relationship with this person. (To be continued.) )