Director Hou's meaning is very clear, there is a debtor, there is a debtor, he will never shirk the responsibility of the factory, if it is not the main responsibility of the factory, how to compensate will have to be renegotiated at that time.

But no matter how you deal with it, there is one thing first, you must know the truth about the death of these five people. Whether it is for the living or the dead, it is an account.

Several family representatives lost their temper and simply looked at what the factory wanted to do.

Qian Mingwen discussed with his mother-in-law when to hold the ceremony. Mother-in-law doesn't talk much, always whispers to a middle-aged girl next to her, that girl should be the assistant of Mother-in-law, she cleared her throat and said, "Mother-in-law said, it will start at eleven o'clock in the evening." We've got everything ready, so let's just go together. Oh, by the way, there's a big thing that needs to be prepared by the factory. "

Director Hou smoked a cigarette: "You say." ”

"Need a bed." The old lady said, "It doesn't need to be too good, just a single bed that can lie on people." The kind of simple marching bed will do. ”

Director Hou asked the director of the office to prepare, at this time there was still an hour before eleven o'clock in the night, everyone was not interested in chatting, and a group of three or five was waiting boredly.

The people on the factory side gathered in a bunch, the group of people who walked the Yin mother-in-law, and the representatives of the families of the deceased gathered in a bunch, each saying their own thing, and it was almost time for the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

I was sitting on pins and needles, looking at my watch from time to time, and Director Hou suddenly turned his head and asked me how I was doing in the past few days. What can I say, I can only say that it is very good, and I am taken care of by both up and down.

After chatting with Director Hou for a while, it was finally eleven o'clock in ten minutes, and Director Hou waved his hand and asked everyone to go to the scene of the incident together and prepare early.

Everyone came out and went straight to the workshop in the back. The mother-in-law is really old, she walks very slowly, the two of them are supporting, and the old lady moves small steps, which looks very funny, but no one dares to have fun at night.

When she arrived at the workshop where the incident occurred, she came to the door, looked at the seal, and tore it off directly with her hands. Command the iron door to be opened.

When the door opened, there was a dull smell of filth coming from inside. The director of the office went to the wall to turn on the light, and the mother-in-law of the yin screamed: "Don't turn it on!" The head of the office shrank in fright.

Through the moonlight outside, I saw that the chairs where Peng Zongliang and Qiao Fei committed suicide had not been moved, and were still placed in the middle, and the rope sleeve hanging from the beam was still there, and at this time, it seemed that an invisible wind was blowing, and the rope sleeve was still swaying.

When everyone saw this scene, they were extremely shocked, especially the leaders of the factory office, Director Hou was first stunned, and then a little annoyed: "What the hell, who did this?!" ”

The office director wiped his sweat: "Factory director, it is estimated that the mischievous employee did it, I will go to check tomorrow and find out that it will be severely punished." ”

Director Hou said to his mother-in-law: "This thing is ...... trouble."

The mother-in-law waved her hand and said, "It's okay. The old lady's voice was extremely hoarse, like an old crow in the night sky.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Mother-in-law didn't let anyone help her, she moved her little feet to go back and forth in the workshop, walked for a long time, and then closed her eyes and pinched her fingers to calculate. Everyone watched, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, the night was hazy, there was no light in the surrounding Hesse, this old lady was really gloomy to the extreme.

The mother-in-law beckoned to the middle-aged ladies and confessed: "Set the bed!" ”

The girls hurriedly stretched out the temporary marching bed with the office director, I have the lowest qualifications among these people, so naturally I can't watch the excitement from the side, so I hurriedly went over to help them do it together.

In this atmosphere, the domineering Manager Jiao didn't dare to make a move, hiding behind the crowd and watching intently.

I've always suspected that he is a Taoist and has something to do with the heart emergencies of the five people in the workshop. Now that he looks sneaky, will he be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

I kept an eye on him, and as soon as he made a move, I would immediately dismantle it.

The mother-in-law asked us to put the bed under the rope cover of the beams, and she took out three sticks of incense from the blanket, lit them and shook them, and the incense head came out with long smoke. The mother-in-law pinched the incense tail of the three incense sticks and gently placed them on the ground.

This incense is thin and narrow, and the landing area is just a little bit, who knew that when the mother-in-law put it like this, the three incense sticks actually stood on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in the back, and the old lady really had some doorways.

The mother-in-law made a silent gesture to us, signaling that no one should make a sound. With extremely slow and awkward movements, she climbed onto the camp bed, and then lay upright on it, her hands crossed over her chest.

This old lady was dressed in black, similar to a shroud, and if she lay down like this now, she would be no different from a dead person.

No one dared to speak, just waited, and the time passed minute by minute. The old lady lay there motionless, not even turning over, and her body was extremely stiff. The three sticks of incense beside the bed burned extremely fast, and the smoke was swirling, floating into the sky like floating clouds.

A few people couldn't wait anxiously, so they went out of the workshop one after another, squatting at the door and smoking, and the more people went out, the more people went out. In the end, only a few people still insisted on guarding the old lady, including Director Hou, the middle-aged ladies who were the assistants of the mother-in-law, the fat Qian Mingwen, Manager Jiao, and me.

I'm going to make a black witchcraft stick in the future, and I'm so hungry and hungry when I encounter this kind of scene, I'm afraid I'll miss the details. Again, I want to stare at Manager Jiao, if he really pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, he is almost going to do it.

Fifteen minutes have passed in the blink of an eye, and the three long incense sticks have burned to the bottom of the incense. The middle-aged ladies stepped forward, gently pushed her, and shouted: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law......"

The mother-in-law didn't react at all, and her body stiffened. I had a very bad premonition, and whispered beside Qian Mingwen: "Brother Qian, this old lady can't be ......."

Qian Mingwen, the fat man, was covered in sweat, and he didn't know whether he was scared or hot, so he kept wiping it with a handkerchief: "Brother, don't make this joke." The old lady is so high, there won't be a problem......"

At this time, Director Hou came over to give him a look, and Qian Mingwen gestured to me: "Don't talk about it yet, the director called me." ”

Director Hou dragged him to a remote corner, and he couldn't hear what the two of them were saying, probably seeing that Director Hou's tone was very stern, his expression was extremely solemn, Qian Mingwen was about to cry, and the shirt on his body was soaked.

If the old lady dies in the workshop tonight, it will be really troublesome, and the factory will definitely make matters worse.

At this moment, a wind chime suddenly sounded outside the workshop. The middle-aged ladies immediately woke up and hurried out of the workshop, and I quickly followed out as soon as I saw the excitement.

The people outside the workshop were still smoking and chattering, and the bell kept ringing, and these people didn't seem to be able to hear it.

The middle-aged lady had a serious expression, followed the voice to the back of the workshop, I crept behind, she walked a few steps, and suddenly turned her head to look at me: "What are you doing?" ”

I stammered, "Yes, there's a ringtone, if there's something wrong, I'm here to help." ”

The middle-aged ladies looked me up and down, as if they couldn't believe it: "Can you hear the bell?" ”

"yes, it's loud, what's wrong?" I asked, confused.

The middle-aged girl blinked: "Okay, you come with me." ”

The two of us walked to the back of the workshop, and neither of us noticed. Going around to the back, it is the place in the shade, the moon can't shine, the surrounding weeds are overgrown, and I really can't see my fingers.

The bell sounded right in the grass not far away, and it was getting fainter and weaker.

The middle-aged girl took out a stack of yellow table paper from her shoulder bag and asked me if I would cry. I was blinded by the question, nodded and said, cry, anyone will.

"Okay, you will cry when I burn the paper, the more sad the better." She confessed.

She lit the yellow paper with a lighter, the texture of the paper was very strange, it did not spread immediately after burning, it was like being soaked in water, it did not burn badly, but it emitted a very thick black smoke.

I watched with relish, and she glared at me: "Cry! ”

I was a little embarrassed, and I cried when I cried. I grinned and began to cry.

The middle-aged ladies walked back while shaking the yellow table paper and confessed to me: "Cry more seriously, think about the saddest thing, a relative has passed away, and I have fallen out of love...... The more you cry, the better. ”

It's strange to say, when she said this, a lot of past events surged in my heart, and the saddest thing was that I was imprisoned on trumped-up charges and didn't see my father for the last time. I whined and cried and followed her back.

The people heard my cry and all came to see what was going on.

The middle-aged lady said: "Don't surround everyone, get out of the way, I'll draw the soul of my mother-in-law." ”

As soon as she said this, no one dared to surround her, and she was so frightened that she hid far away.

I couldn't run even if I wanted to, and now it's all thanks to my crying. When we entered the workshop, Qian Mingwen was being trained in front of Director Hou, and suddenly saw us come in with such a strange look, and his jaw was about to drop.

The middle-aged ladies stood at the head of the bedside of the mother-in-law, smoked the old lady's face with the smoke of the yellow table paper, and said while smoking: "Wandering wandering souls, where to stay, the three souls descend early, the seven spirits are coming, the riverside wilderness, the temple village, the palace prison, the grave mountain forest, the false alarm is weird, the lost true soul, the general of the five-way tour is sealed today, the soul is possessed, and the soul is sent!" ”

As she screamed, the throat of the grandmother-in-law made a strange "gurgling" sound, and the old lady slowly opened her eyes.