To say that this scene is really embarrassing in the eyes.

Originally, there was an extremely sad atmosphere in the room, think about it, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, the old lady hugged the coffin and cried and shouted, it was really sad to smell the tears, even Zhang Shifei and Li Fatzi, who were usually used to fighting, put away their playful smiles at this time, but on the sofa next to them, there were still two such goods kissing me and me on the side.

It's really shameless, but Zhang Shifei is an outsider now, and seeing that the Dong family has no words, he naturally won't go to find the uncomfortable one, but just glanced at the two of them.

I saw that the man was about thirty years old, a black suit and black pants, tall, about one meter eighty, here is a word, Zhang Shifei's height is one meter seventy-five, he has no good impression of this kind of height at all, the man is not only tall, but also very stylish, a well-defined face, slightly shorter hair, but looks like a model more than like an office worker, but the face is very white, whiter than the face of right and wrong, and the eyes are empty, as if the six gods have no owner.

The woman is different, she is dressed in yellow, lemon yellow clothes look very eye-catching in this sad and desolate room, she is not very tall, only one meter six to death, barefoot, sitting sideways in the man's arms, straight long hair, melon seed face, two jade arms around the man's neck, looking at him affectionately, with a smile on his face.

There are dead people over there, and they kiss me and me here, this picture is really immoral and ethical, Zhang Shifei pouted, and then turned his face to the side to stop looking at the dog man and woman sticky, one is because he looks around and is also a little polite, and the other is because this room is also full of the kind of 'qi' that makes him feel uncomfortable, and it is very thick, as soon as he enters the room, he finds that it is too thick, so that he does not know where it came from.

When the three of them just entered the house, the old Dong Tou walked to the coffin and mixed up his wife, telling her the intention of Mr. Cui and his party, and it was in this vacancy that the woman in yellow on the sofa noticed that there was another person in the house, she turned her head and couldn't help but be happy, only to see her smile at Mr. Cui and say, "Qin Aide, you are here." ”

Wouldn't they, they know? Zhang Shifei was surprised for a while, he looked at Mr. Cui, and saw that Mr. Cui heard the woman calling him, so he nodded to her, but did not speak.

Damn, won't they have a leg too, the split brother is enough to spend, Li Lanying thought in her head, this little girl is really bold enough, and she is still with another man on a man**, and 'dear', I bah!

The two looked at Mr. Cui's face of contempt, Mr. Cui didn't feel anything, at this time, the old woman had been supported by the old Dongtou, only to see that she was also white-haired and wrinkled, and her eyes were swollen from crying, Mr. Cui saw them coming, so he hurriedly stepped forward, and then said softly: "I understand Auntie, I am Xiao Cui who is here to do the marriage for Ling Langying." ”

The old lady was supported by Old Man Dong, looked Mr. Cui up and down, and then sighed and said, "I'm sorry for you...... Xiao Cui, my son...... Woo......"

This old lady Dong was very sad, as soon as she mentioned her son, she began to cry again, Mr. Cui hurriedly took out a pack of tissue paper from his handbag, and said while handing it over: "People can't be resurrected after death, old man, please mourn, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to let Ling Lang go decently." ”

"Eun...... Thank you, thank you. After all, the old lady Dong is old and can't stand such a toss, I saw that after she said thank you twice, she was so weak that she almost fainted, the old Dong and Mr. Cui hurriedly supported her, Mr. Cui said: "Uncle Dong, now my aunt is weak, you take her to the house to rest for a while, I will finish looking at the remains and then prepare for Ling Lang's burial." ”

"Excuse me, Cui." The old Dong nodded, seemed to ignore the two goods on the sofa, and helped his wife out, Mr. Cui saw the two of them out of the house, so he sighed, and did not look at any birds, but walked to the sofa, and sighed to the woman in yellow who behaved frivolously: "Sister, how did you know my phone number?" ”

The woman in yellow smiled, and then said, "The last time you came, I saw, Qin Aide, my wish has finally been fulfilled, this last favor, you won't help me." ”

Mr. Cui smiled bitterly on half of his face, and then said to her helplessly: "If I don't help you, I won't come." ”

It seems that they are really acquaintances, and it should be this girl who invited Mr. Cui to come, could she be the 'Dong Shanshan' in Mr. Cui's mouth? Zhang Shifei thought about it, he shuddered again, maybe the coffin can't let the sun shine, the curtains are drawn, the big black curtains make this room gloomy and scary, plus the disgusting breath has never disappeared from beginning to end, and there is a black coffin not far away, which is simply a collapse, Zhang Shifei really couldn't help it, so he whispered to Mr. Cui: "Split, didn't you say that there is something in this house, where is it?" ”

Mr. Cui turned to look at the two of them, his expression seemed to be a little speechless, and at this time, the woman in yellow smiled and said to Mr. Cui, "These two are ......?" ”

Mr. Cui sighed at the woman in yellow and said, "My younger brother, just like me back then, is not sensible. ”

The woman in yellow looked at Zhang Shifei, seemed to remember what happened before, smiled and said nothing, that Zhang Shifei was suddenly a little puzzled, and saw that Mr. Cui ignored him, so she asked: "Big brother, let me ask you, isn't there a ghost, where?" ”

Mr. Cui suddenly pointed to the black wooden coffin over there and said, "What about the longevity, look at it yourself." ”

After hearing what Mr. Cui said, Zhang Shifei nodded to Li Lanying, the two were really curious about what this legendary 'ghost' looked like, Mr. Cui said that the 'ghost' was in the coffin, which was reasonable, Zhang Shifei thought.

He is not afraid to look at dead people, since he came back from Yingzhou, it is not that he has never seen dead people, for example, He Qian's death is quite miserable, but it is better than those egg demons who vomit blood at every turn with mucus, so now Zhang and Li are numb, and it can be said that the taste is quite heavy, so the two of them walked over.

The lid of the coffin is not closed, there is a bit of a saying here, one is just a funeral, the guests who come to mourn need to see the last side of the deceased, the other is to cover the coffin lid without going out, it is easy to make the soul of the deceased unable to leave the body, of course, the second is folklore, there is nowhere to verify its authenticity, but this is also convenient for Zhang and Li, these two boys still have some children's temper, and they are still quite curious about unknown things, so they stretched their necks to the coffin nervously.

Li Lanying felt a little strange in her heart, she saw that the one lying in the coffin was not unusual, it was an ordinary dead person, compared to the He Qian they saw two days ago, I don't know how much cleaner, black suit, miserable white face, closed eyes, if it wasn't for the wrong face, it would be like falling asleep, but looking at it, he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say what was wrong, so he turned his head and looked at Zhang Shifei beside him with some doubts, only to see that Zhang Shifei's face had changed, His eyes were wide open, his mouth was open two or three times more than his eyes, and with a shocked expression, Li Lanying was a little puzzled, so she patted him on the shoulder with her hand, and asked, "Lao Zhang, hey, what's wrong with you?" ”

I saw Zhang Shifei stretch out his hand and point to the side, Li Lanying turned her head to look, and suddenly there was a 'buzz' in her head! What's going on?!

The man in the coffin turned out to be exactly the same as the man sitting on the sofa!!

Twins? No, this is impossible, Li Lanying looked back and forth from the sofa to the coffin in disbelief, this is simply a person, and even her face is not bad!

That's what it means ............ "I! Li Fatzi suddenly couldn't control it and shouted, he wanted to shout the words 'I'll go, ghost', but as soon as he opened his mouth, Mr. Cui had already rushed over with an arrow, and then quickly covered his big mouth.

I saw Mr. Cui say: "I told you a long time ago, don't panic no matter what you encounter, what to shout?" ”

Can you not shout? Zhang Shifei swallowed and spit, this is too sudden, I really didn't expect it, it turned out that they had seen the hell from the beginning, this is like those horror movies with egg pain, there was not much scary plot, but he was scary!

That's exactly, ghosts are not scary, what is scary is that you don't know who ghosts are.

Li Lanying's mouth was covered, fortunately his voice was not discovered, he stared at the pair of men and women on the sofa, Zhang Shifei calmed down a little, now he knows that the man on the sofa is a ghost, no wonder the two old men just now couldn't see them, and Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying are now beasts, so they can see it, but ...... Since the man is a ghost, why can the woman still sit on him? Could it be that she is also ............?

Zhang Shifei felt that this matter was too unbelievable, you must know that Mr. Cui said that it was this girl who called him, Zhang Shifei thought of this, and suddenly his mind was in a mess, is it, can the ghost still call? What is this, is it filming the third part of "Ghost Call"!?

Thinking of this, Zhang Shifei looked at Mr. Cui with some panic, Mr. Cui took his hand away from Li Lanying's face, and then nodded at Zhang Shifei, everything was silent.

Why, sure enough, Zhang Shifei scolded secretly, sure enough, the dog and the man and woman are ghosts, I said, why are they so unscrupulously sticking together, the relationship is like this!

Wait, the male ghost on the sofa should have died today, but this is a coffin, what's the matter with the woman? Zhang Shifei whispered to Mr. Cui: "I said split, what the hell is going on, don't take you like this, if you don't tell me again, I'll leave, I'm going to collapse!" ”

When Mr. Cui heard Zhang Shifei say this, he smiled bitterly, and then said to him: "Didn't you watch "The Years I Was Mr. Yin and Yang" when I told you to go to the starting point? ”

", it costs money to read that novel, you money addict!" Li Lanying said angrily.

Mr. Cui was speechless for a moment, at this time, the female ghost on the sofa got off the male ghost, and walked towards the three of them on the floor barefoot, the male ghost was still the same virtue just now, like a fool, his eyes were hooked, and without saying a word, the female ghost in yellow came over, and then smiled at Zhang Shifei and said: "Little friend, my brother and I have known each other for the past, and this time I asked him to do me a favor." ”

The child is a fart, Zhang Shifei looked at the female ghost a little speechlessly, seeing that it looked like seventeen or eighteen years old, and even called other people's children, alas.

Li Lanying didn't know what to say for the time being, but he had already spoken, and he said to Mr. Cui and the female ghost in yellow: "Forget it, I don't care about your business, hey, I just want to ask what we're here for, I haven't figured it out yet." ”

After Mr. Cui finished listening to him, he was just about to speak, when the old man Dong walked in from the hall, Mr. Cui didn't say anything more, changed back to his previous expression, and said to the old man Dong: "Uncle Dong, you came just in time, let's talk about Ling Lang's funeral." ”

Old man Dong seemed to have come in for this, so he sighed, and then said to Mr. Cui: "Well, alas, what then, you haven't eaten yet, let's go eat first, and then talk about it." ”

At this time, those people who came to mourn in the hall were almost gone, and I heard the old man Dong say that those people were his sons, that is, Dong Sizhe's colleagues, Dong Sizhe They are not locals, Dong Sizhe came to Harbin to go to school when he was young, and then stayed here, this time it was their colleagues who called them, and they came, but only saw his last face, he choked his breath, the person died, and it is unlikely to be pulled back to his hometown for burial, after all, the road is far, and the weather conditions do not allow, The ashes can only be brought back by cremation on the spot.

If it weren't for Mr. Cui coming today, then the old man Dong wouldn't want to bother, but after all, there is only one son, and now he left without staying, if it is not formal, he has always been a little reluctant to go, and now Mr. Cui has come to the door by himself, and he doesn't need money, to a certain extent, this old man Dong can be regarded as comforting.

Although Mr. Cui doesn't charge money, but the old man Dong still understands this rule, after all, the age is here, he understands, please ask 'Mr.' to do things, at least for a meal, now Dong Sizhe's colleagues are gone, and the old lady Dong said that she wanted to stay with her son, so the old man Dong took Mr. Cui and the three of them downstairs to eat.

The two ghosts still stayed in the building, and when they left, Mr. Cui whispered to the yellow-clothed female ghost while everyone was not paying attention: "I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

The female ghost in yellow nodded, and then sat on Dong Sizhe's body again, and waved her hand at Mr. Cui very naughtily.

Looking at Dong Sizhe on the sofa, he suddenly felt that death was like this, or that death was a different way of life, and the old lady couldn't have imagined that she was crying with a coffin here, but her son was still holding a girl in her arms on the sofa, alas.

After going downstairs, they found a nearby restaurant, and when the old man went out to the toilet, Mr. Cui said to the two: "It's not that I won't tell you, we won't go back tonight, we will keep the spirit here, and then there will be time to tell you, and also, your tricks will be brighter for a while, if you feel something blowing, you must notify me as soon as possible, understand?" ”

The two nodded, thinking that it could only be like this, after a while, the old man Dong came back, and after the dishes were served, they discussed Dong Sizhe's funeral while eating, because it was not in his hometown, so everything was simple, the funeral would be done tomorrow morning, it would be enough to hire two or three cars, the crematorium would be cremated, and the ashes would be taken back to the countryside for burial.

Mr. Cui poured a glass of wine for the old man Dong, and then asked, "Uncle Dong, do you have any other relatives in Harbin?" ”

The old man nodded, then sighed and said, "Yes, I also have a niece who works here, and she came this morning." ”

"Why didn't you see that?" Mr. Cui's expression changed slightly.

Old man Dong said: "He is sick and can't do without people, so she will come over early tomorrow morning." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Cui seemed to be relieved, and he said to the old man Dong: "Uncle Dong, your son is suffering from cancer, which is also fate, but he is not yet fifty, he died young, and there are not many things to prepare. ”

The old man nodded his head, and then asked Mr. Cui: "If you need anything, tell me, and I will prepare it in a while." ”

Mr. Cui said: "Actually, there are not a lot, three apples, yellow not red, three pears, small but not big, a roast chicken, chicken feet removed, and a bottle of liquor, a live chicken, yellow chicken is the best." ”

The old man Dong wrote them down one by one, and he didn't move a bite of this meal, no wonder, who can eat whose son died? But although he feels uncomfortable, he can't be like his wife, after all, now that things have happened, if there is no backbone in the family, it will be unimaginable, so even if he is also uncomfortable, he must be strong.

At such an age, this is difficult for him, Zhang Shifei took a sip of beer, peeked at the expression of the old man Dong, and suddenly remembered one thing, after he and Li Lanying were put down by the wires before, maybe their parents also had this kind of expression.

This is terrible, Zhang Shifei thought, I can't make any mistakes in the future, it doesn't matter if I know that I'm dead, but what about my parents?

After the meal, the old man Dong sent a few of them upstairs, and then went out to buy things by himself, Zhang Shifei looked at the two dog men and women on the sofa who were still greasy and crooked, and he was angry, he looked at the male ghost, and thought to himself, your wife is crying like this, why are you still indifferent?

But Mr. Cui didn't seem to feel angry or anything, he seemed to think that the two dog men and women should hug each other like this, this is a matter of course, it didn't take long for the old man Dong to come back with something, so everyone began to get busy, Mr. Cui first asked the second old man to go out, saying that when he put things out, it was not good for the family to stay here, and the two old men had to do so, after they went out, Cui Xi'an's expression relaxed, after all, pretending to be high and profound is like pretending to be a calf, after a long time, it is indeed a little tired.

He asked Li Lanying and Zhang Shifei to bring a glass table and put it in front of the coffin, Dong Sizhe's tablecloth was a lattice, Mr. Cui said it didn't matter, so he pounced on it, took three plates and a bowl, put the sacrifices on the plates, and put two white candles in front of him, and then Mr. Cui asked Zhang Shifei to go out and stuff a pot of white rice, everyone has rice, but Zhang Shifei didn't know, so he had to ask the old man Dong to help, and after the rice was stuffy, he took it into the house, and Mr. Cui looked at it all night, and pressed it with a rice spoon. Then put it in the refrigerator, take it out after ten minutes, turn the rice bowl upside down, and knock it hard at the bottom of the bowl, and suddenly the bowl-shaped rice ball will fall.

Mr. Cui buckled the rice ball upside down on the bowl, and then asked Zhang Shifei to take out the balanxiang, took out five sticks and lit them, and inserted them into the rice. There is a saying about this rice: it is called inverted rice, which is an old custom.

After inserting the incense, the small offering table was set up, and Mr. Cui asked Zhang Shifei to go out and ask the old man Dong for an iron basin, put it in front of the table, took out the paper money and lit it and put it inside, so far, the preparation work was completed, at this time, Mr. Cui breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out a talisman from his pocket, and at the same time recited the words in his mouth: Put the white rice upside down, the yin ghost gnaws the yellow grain, and then inserts five incense sticks, and the seven spirits go to heaven, go to you!

After finishing speaking, he shook his hand, and the talisman instantly burned, Mr. Cui lit two candles with the fire, and then threw the paper in the iron basin, after doing all this, I saw Mr. Cui turn his head to the two slimy men on the sofa and say, "It's done, come and eat some." ”

Dong Sizhe on the sofa still looked demented, but the female ghost in yellow came over with a smile, and then moved her nose at the incense, and the incense was instantly pumped into her stomach a lot, Mr. Cui saw that she finished sucking the incense, so he smiled bitterly and said to it: "Sister, why are you so happy, not like your surname?" ”

"Of course I'm happy." When the female ghost in yellow said this, her expression returned to normal slightly, and she smiled at Mr. Cui and said, "How many years have I been dead, and now I am finally leaving...... You get the idea. ”

Mr. Cui nodded, Zhang was still confused, and the dead ghost Dong Sizhe on the sofa was still indifferent, the female ghost in yellow deducted a piece of rice from the bowl, walked to the sofa, and handed it to Dong Sizhe's mouth full of love, Dong Sizhe opened his mouth as if he was mechanical, and then chewed.

The next time, it was very difficult, after the mourning hall was built, the old lady came to cry for her son again, no one could persuade her, it seemed that she had been crying for a day, but she still couldn't stop, it was no wonder, after all, the son was the flesh of the mother's body, but the son died, and the mother's heart was more painful than cutting the meat.

In this way, it was tossed until more than twelve o'clock, and the old lady's voice was hoarse, so the old man Dong took her to the house to sleep first, and then he came back and said to Mr. Cui: "Little Cui, I have worked hard for you, I am here, or you should go back first." ”

Mr. Cui shook his head and said to the old man Dong with a smile: "It's okay, Uncle Dong, we must do it well after receiving the money, you better go to sleep, many things will depend on you tomorrow." ”

After hearing this, Old Man Dong was immediately full of gratitude to Mr. Cui, thinking that there are still many good people, otherwise he is an old couple, and he may not know what will happen.

So, Old Man Dong also went to sleep, and after a while, Mr. Cui signaled Zhang Shifei to close the door, and at this time there were only three people, two ghosts, and one corpse left in the house, and just like that, this long vigil began.

(To be continued)