As soon as these words came out, Su Xiaolin seemed to have changed into a different person, and looked at Wang Chuyao incredulously: "What did you call me just now?" ”

That Wang Chuyao let go of his hand, glanced at her, and then came to me and said, "Brother Jiu, he is a little kid, don't be like him." ”

Seeing this, I was stunned, what was going on, how could she help Su Xiaolin speak? And after Su Xiaolin heard Wang Chuyao shouting Xiaolinzi, his attitude towards me immediately changed. No, he looked at me with a flattering smile and said, "Brother-in-law, I was wrong, don't worry about me, don't worry, the police station, I'll clarify it for you later." ”

I just stopped, I really couldn't understand the change in front of me. However, his attitude has changed, which is a good thing, and I don't want to ask deeply, so I said to him: "Mengke's funeral, I handled it single-handedly, is there a problem?" ”

He nodded his head like a rattle and said, "My sister is your wife, and her funeral is naturally up to you, and my mother's family has no right to interfere." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Chuyao and continued, "Sister Wang, are you right? ”

That Wang Chuyao nodded and didn't speak.

Subsequently, I discussed with Su Xiaolin for a while, and asked him to find someone to put the old witch's body into the coffin first, he said that he didn't have a coffin at home, I told him that Joyce prepared a coffin for the old witch and put it on the left side of her house, and I told him to let him find some people to do the funeral, and then carry the old witch's body to the mountain for burial, he said yes, and asked me, as a mother's family, what should he prepare to participate in Su Mengke's funeral.

It's hard to say this kind of thing, I'll just let him watch it himself.

He didn't say anything more, but asked Wang Chuyao to go out with him for a while, saying that he had something to discuss.

Soon, the two of them walked out, and I was left alone in the tent, and I didn't have time to care about what they were talking about, so I squatted down and lifted the red cloth covering Su Mengke, her body had not changed much, it was still the same as before.

I reached out and pressed it on her, and it felt soft in my hand. Suddenly, I suddenly remembered something, I saw the old witch put swallow's ashes into Su Mengke's body, and the liquid flowing out of Su Mengke's body was a bit like blood.

At that moment, I looked at her, and I saw that there was a cut on her face, which was cut by the old witch with a dagger, and there was something like blood stains left on the side of the hole, and I reached out and touched it, it was thick, sticky, like blood, but a little not like blood.

I was stunned for a moment, dipped a little of the liquid on my fingertips, and then put it in front of my nose and smelled it, there was a faint smell of blood, but the smell was very faint, not as pungent as normal blood.

Seeing this, I wanted to get some liquid out of that mouth, remembering that I could not defile the body of the deceased, I could only suppress the doubts in my heart, I thought that this matter could only be a mystery, until a year later, I met Yang Yan, I told him about this situation, and asked him how the ashes of the swallow turned into blood, and he told me that the old witch added alcohol and iron trithiocyanide to the swallow, and used the chemical reaction to give birth to something similar to blood.

Subsequently, I examined Su Mengke's body from head to toe, there was no big problem, but the cut on the face needed to be treated, I found a white cloth, dipped it in a little water, and wiped off the blood stains next to the gap.

Frankly speaking, when I wiped the blood stains, I felt very bitter in my heart, since I was the Eight Immortals, I have done a lot of funerals, I never thought that one day I would do a funeral for my wife, that feeling is really uncomfortable to die, I can't express it in words, that kind of bitterness, maybe only I know.

After wiping the blood stains, my eyes were wet, and I was about to get up, when Wang Chuyao walked in, I asked her, where did Su Xiaolin go, and she said, go to take care of the old witch's funeral.

I sighed, didn't talk to her again, and helped Su Mengke's body up, let her lean on the inside of the tent, and covered her body with the red cloth from earlier. Because it was a funeral, it was unlucky to cover the body with a red cloth, so I searched in the tent for a while, but I couldn't find the white cloth, only a yellow cloth, and in desperation, I put the yellow cloth on top of the red cloth.

Do all this, I exhaled a breath, and my brain began to prepare for Mengke's funeral, I thought about pulling her body back to Aozi Village for funeral, one, she is my wife, and she is also a person from our village, pull her body back to mourn, no one in our village gossips, and second, Mengke has been married and has a funeral in Wanta, and the people here will definitely not agree. After all, a married woman is equivalent to spilling water, how can there be any reason to go back to her parents' house for a funeral.

However, thinking of the rule on our side, those who die outside are not allowed to enter the hall, I gave up this idea, and planned to hold a funeral for Mengke in the tent, and then send her to the earth for peace.

After confirming this idea, I asked Wang Chuyao to help clean the tent and clean out some debris in the tent.

It took almost an hour for us to clean up the contents.

Looking at the spotless tent in front of me, I sighed, and my heart was astringent, especially not a taste.

That Wang Chuyao seemed to see my thoughts, so she opened the topic, she said: "Brother Jiu, where are the sundries that were cleaned up?" ”

I nodded and didn't speak.

She thought for a moment and said, "Sister Su's funeral must be set up in the dojo, those sundries are piled up there and are very in the way, or will they be burned with fire?" ”

I turned my head and glanced at her, and said, "You can't burn it, it's Mengke's thing, and once it is burned, she will have to carry these things on her back in the underworld to live." ”

"Why?" She wondered.

If it were a normal day, I would have given her a detailed explanation, but now that my mind was on the funeral, I said, "This is a custom, and it is rumored that what is burned in the yang world will appear on the deceased when it goes down to the underworld." As in many places, when a person dies, the clothes of the deceased are only thrown away in the garbage heap instead of being burned by fire. ”

She groaned and didn't say anything more.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps at the door of the tent, and I turned my head to see that it was Chen Tiannan who had returned from dinner, carrying a white plastic bag containing two lunch boxes.

"Brother Jiu, you haven't eaten for almost two days, let's eat first!" He walked up to me and handed me the lunch box.

To be honest, after Su Mengke's body was stolen, I haven't eaten, and now when I hear him say this, I am also very hungry, so I took the lunch box, handed one to Wang Chuyao, and asked Chen Tiannan: "Are you okay?" ”

He nodded, and raised his arm again, "Brother Jiu, don't worry!" I'm fine! ”

I suddenly remembered that the food problem for the funeral had not been resolved, so I asked him, "By the way, where did you get this box of lunch?" ”

"Brother Jiu, it's okay if you don't say this, as soon as you say this, Lao Tzu is angry, Made, I went to a farm hotel in Wanta to buy food, and the waiter actually didn't sell it, saying that their food was not sold to outsiders, grass, what a broken place, so bullying outsiders." That Chen Tiannan was very angry.

I was stunned, "Then where did all this food come from?" ”

Su Xiaolin's kid greeted the waiter and fried a few dishes. Otherwise, we will starve to death in the Ten Thousand Towers. As he spoke, he pulled out his cigarette and smoked it.

I hummed and said to him: "Tiannan, please go again, discuss with the hotel, let him help us cook for a few days, as for the money, you advance 10,000 yuan for me first, and pay you back when I have money." In addition, if you lend me another 30,000 yuan, I will do the funeral for Mengke. ”

"Brother Jiu!" He threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and said, "If you say this, you will see the outside, what is the relationship between the two of us, my sister-in-law's funeral expenses are covered in me." ”

I stopped and said, "Friendship is friendship, and the economic aspect must be distinguished." Besides, I do the funeral for Mengke, and the cost is naturally mine, so I can't break this rule. ”

As I spoke, I found a pen and paper, wrote an IOU, signed my name, and handed the IOU to Chen Tiannan.

He took the IOU and tore it without looking at it, and scolded: "Brother Jiu, if you do this, we don't have brothers to do it." ”

I glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, you have to settle the money for the funeral." ”

As I spoke, I wrote an IOU again, and I was afraid that he would tear it up again, so I said, "Tiannan, don't break the funeral lottery, just keep it for you." ”

He was stunned for a moment, reluctantly put away the IOU, and said, "Brother Jiu, is 40,000 enough?" ”

I nodded, and was about to speak, when a hearty voice came, "Forty thousand, of course it's not enough, less than one hundred thousand, this funeral can't be done!" ”