Chen Yimu didn't like that kind of picture like gratitude and sensationalism, so he took advantage of the fact that they didn't pay attention to themselves, so he packed up his things and left on a detour.

Leaving Nankui Village, Chen Yimu came to the bus stop.

This place is at the entrance of Nankui Village, and he is afraid that they will find him, so Chen Yimu will not continue to stay.

Let's go, go to the next stop sign and wait for the bus, maybe you can get on the bus halfway.

But the reality gave Chen Yimu a slap in the face, and the car didn't stop at all halfway.

There were two cars driving past him, and no matter how Chen Yimu beckoned, the driver shook his head, and the car whizzed past him.

After walking for more than half an hour, Chen Yimu didn't see the stop sign.

How can this stop sign and stop sign be so far away?

Chen Yimu sat on the stone on the side of the road, wiped the sweat from his face, tired and hungry.

"Huh? Drumbeat... The gong sounded...... "Chen Yimu got up and looked.

I saw a funeral team not far away, slowly walking towards Chen Yimu.

Chen Yimu walked in slightly and sat down.

When you encounter a funeral procession, it is better to avoid it a little, after all, the deceased is the greatest.

After a while, the funeral procession passed in front of Chen Yimu.

The filial son holds the conjuring sail in front of him, and the coffin is carried by four people, followed by relatives, and the musician is at the back.

Bang!

Suddenly, the rope that held the coffin broke, and the coffin fell to the ground.

Chen Yimu was also taken aback, because the coffin was in front of him.

"Dad, you're frightened......" Xiaozi immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

The relatives also knelt down and kowtowed, and the crying on the road became louder for a while.

Fortunately, a pair of ropes were prepared, and the coffin bearer planned to re-tie the ropes.

"Huh, why is it so heavy?" The two tried to lift the coffin, but found that they couldn't lift it.

"Uncle Hu, what's wrong?" Takako asked.

"The coffin is too heavy to carry!"

"Huh? It can't be......"

Everyone present thought that they had misheard, how could they not be able to lift it?

Hu Wei, 50 years old this year, is a villager in Jiayuan Village, and he will help with the red and white ceremonies in the village.

Today, I was helping Lao Cheng's family deal with white things, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

"It's weird, it was fine just now, why is it as heavy as a thousand pounds now?" Hu Wei was puzzled.

In the past 30 years, I have helped with no less than 100 white things, and it is really the first time I have encountered this kind of thing.

Hu Wei looked at his watch and beckoned: "The big guys should lift it up together, don't delay the hour." ”

No matter whether it is red or white, it is very important to pay attention to the time, and it cannot be delayed.

"1, 2, 3, up!" The four of them grabbed the bottom of the coffin at the same time and worked hard together.

But the coffin still didn't move.

Seeing that it didn't work, the four of them let go, and Hu Wei said to his filial son: "Cheng Li, your dad may not be at ease, tell your dad good things." ”

Cheng Li nodded and shouted, "Dad, you can leave in peace, don't worry about things at home......"

"Try again!"

After Cheng Li finished speaking, the four of them had to lift the coffin again.

"Still won't work!"

Chen Yimu sat on the side, looking at this scene curiously, a little weird.

Before the funeral procession approached, Chen Yimu saw the four of them carrying it at that time, and it was quite easy to walk.

Suddenly, Chen Yimu remembered the things recorded in Old Tang's notebook.

If your wish is not fulfilled, you will not go away!

Seeing that the group was at a loss, Chen Yimu planned to try.

"That, I'm sorry, I'll excuse me, is there a wish in front of the old man?" Chen Yimu got up and said.

"Wish?" Hu Wei looked at Cheng Li suspiciously.

"This ...... I don't know......" Cheng Li shook his head.

"No, who are you, why do you ask this?" Cheng Li reacted and pointed at Chen Yimu and asked.

It is a little uncomfortable for an outsider to suddenly meddle in white affairs at this time.

"I was passing by, and I just sat here and couldn't look past it, so I asked, if there was an offense, it would be embarrassing." Chen Yimu said calmly.

"You ......"

Cheng Li wanted to say something, but was stopped by Hu Wei on the side, and scolded: "Eh, Cheng Li, what are you doing, people are also kind!" ”

"That, Uncle Hu, my dad wanted to drink before he died, but we didn't give it, isn't it ......" someone in the relatives spoke.

Cheng Li said loudly: "Daughter-in-law, you, my father is going to die, what kind of wine do you give to drink!" ”

Hu Wei looked at Chen Yimu and asked, "Young man, what do you think?" ”

"If this is what the old man loves, you might as well try it." Chen Yimu replied.

"It may really have something to do with this, Lao Cheng likes to drink a cup if he has nothing to do, and he probably can't leave if he doesn't drink!" Hu Wei said.

"There is no shop in front of the village here, where does the wine come from?" Cheng Li said anxiously.

Chen Yimu said: "You can't buy it, but he didn't finish it when he was alive, and you have to go back and get it yourself, otherwise the old man won't drink it!" ”

"You ......" Cheng Li felt that Chen Yimu was embarrassing himself.

Hu Wei hurriedly urged: "If you don't have a better way, run back, there's still time, hurry up!" ”

"Ali, hurry up, it's too late!"

"Don't ink, it's late, your dad should be unhappy!"

“……”

The people among the relatives spoke, so that 1 Cheng Li had to run back.

"If it doesn't work, I'll kill you!" Leaving a cruel word, Cheng Li hurriedly ran home.

Half an hour later, Cheng Li got up and took half a bottle of liquor and ran back.

"Why don't you take the cup?" Hu Wei frowned and said.

"I, I'm afraid it's too late, take it, take the wine and run away...... ...... exhale, "Cheng Li is out of breath."

"It's okay, so be it." Chen Yimu said.

Regardably, it is still necessary to pour the wine into the glass as a sign of respect.

But now the situation is special, and I can't take care of it so much.

"Toast the bar, and then pour it on the coffin." Chen Yimu said.

"Dad, let's go, my son respects you!" Cheng Li knelt in front of the coffin and said, then got up and poured half a bottle of liquor on the coffin.

"Okay?" Cheng Li turned his head and asked.

Cheng Li looked at Hu Wei, and Hu Wei looked at Chen Yimu.

Chen Yimu looked at the coffin, and just as the liquor fell, a trace of black gas came out of the coffin.

It should be resolved!

"It should be possible!" Chen Yimu nodded.

"Carry the coffin!"

Hu Wei gave an order, and the four of them lifted the coffin together, found that the coffin had become lighter, and hurriedly replaced it with a new rope.

Cheng Li remembered his previous behavior, his face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, thank you......"

"It's okay, it's okay, the hour can't be delayed!" Chen Yimu waved his hand.

"Young man, you wait for me at the entrance of the village in front, uncle, I must have a drink with you, don't go!" Hu Wei said.

"No, no, no, I still have something, goodbye!" Chen Yimu left with his legs.

"Eh, don't run......" Hu Wei shouted.

"Lao Hu, it's too late!" The man on the side reminded.

"Let's go!"

The funeral procession moved forward.

Chen Yimu turned his head to look at it, frowning, it seemed that he couldn't leave......