Without even thinking about it, I blurted out:

"As long as I can cure it, you can let me do anything.

Uncle Ding took out the pipe from his body, filled it with some tobacco, stabbed it, and the match printed half of his face, and the wrinkles and folds of the face seemed to tell the vicissitudes of this old face.

He shook the matchstick, took a big puff and said:

"It's not difficult, you just have to talk to your mother, and she'll make sure it can be done.

I asked, "Uncle Ding, say it!" What's up?

Uncle Ding spat out a puff of smoke, pinched his nose and said:

"I have an adopted granddaughter, who is twenty years old, and I want your mother to arrange for her to go to the funeral home.

Just as Uncle Ding was talking, how could I feel that his expression of pinching his nose was so familiar, I seemed to have seen it somewhere.

But I can't remember it for a while.

I asked a little hard and said:

"Uncle Ding, you don't know, I had a fight with Director Liu today, and my mother is also going to arrange my two nephews into the funeral home, I don't know if this can be done.

Uncle Ding smiled and said, "Isn't it, did you hit Yutian, the son of Curator Liu, today?" Hehe, Director Liu, this bird feather eats hard and not soft, I heard about you, and you kid is capable enough. Your glass has been smashed! Didn't you just come back from the police station? Why else I'd be waiting for you here!

I asked, "You know what just happened this afternoon."

Uncle Ding said: "As the saying goes, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles."

You gave us workers a bad breath today.

I've got you an idea?

I smiled and said, "Hehe, so you're waiting for me?"

Uncle Ding said: "You help me do things, I will help you deal with the evil spirit, we are called once there is a coming."

You find an opportunity in a few days to go to Director Liu's house to make a fuss, this Director Liu bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, his son Yutian has a lot of money with Lao Tzu, flying and domineering, you have to use your brains to change Yutian, cure fear, see your legs trembling, let him take you There is no way, let alone get a few people into the funeral home, that is, you don't work in the funeral home, he will send you money, believe it or not?

To put it mildly, you have been in prison anyway, and you don't have a formal job, and you are not married, and the whole family is not hungry.

Curator Liu is most afraid of people like you who don't haunt you.

I pouted and said, "Is this going to work?"

Uncle Ding seemed to be a little energetic and said:

"No, it's okay, it's whether you are willing or not, it's useless to be reasonable with Director Liu's grandson, he has long hands!

Some time ago, your mother interceded and arranged for a college student to go in, and you know how much money was sent.

Uncle Ding raised a finger.

I said, "A thousand?

Uncle Ding said, "Ten thousand."

I said, "Ten thousand, in order to enter the funeral home, that college student has in his brain."

Uncle Ding said helplessly:

"You kid is stupid in prison, just 10,000 yuan, or begging Director Liu!

If it weren't for Director Liu looking at your grandfather's face, he wouldn't have been able to get in.

I said disdainfully: "My mother, it's just a lot of things!"

Uncle Ding glared at me and said, "Your mother is not troublesome, but she is too kind-hearted."

You can sum it up, and call me if you can do it.

Uncle Ding casually took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to me and said:

"You take it, call me when it's done.

I looked carefully at the business card, which said General Manager of Yangbei Funeral Service: Ding Guangsong.

Business scope: salvage the remains, transport the remains, funeral one-stop, rent crystal coffins, funeral sheds, ring hand team, contact number xxxxxxxxxx. Uncle Ding said: "Then I'll go first."

I stuffed my business card into my pocket and hurriedly said, "You haven't taught me yet, cure evil spirits!"

Uncle Ding smiled and said, "Hehe, it's very simple, just drop your own blood in the palm of your right hand and hold the palm tightly."

I said, "That's it!"

Uncle Ding walked into the funeral home: "This is the early stage, if it is disobedient, you do it first." I'm teaching you later.

I looked at his distant back and thought to myself, what is this Uncle Ding above, why can he see my seven evil spirits.

Then I heard the roar of a tractor, and I walked towards the funeral home without looking back.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the courtyard, I met Fugui, Fuqiang and my dad coming out.

I asked, "Where are you going so late?"

Fugui said: "Auntie, I'm worried about you, saying that you went to the police station, why haven't you come back for so long, so let us go out to meet you."

I smiled and said as I walked home with them, "It's been a long time for the police to file a case and ask for a record."

As soon as I entered the house, my mother asked:

"What the police department said"

I said, "The police station opened a case for investigation." I guess that kid from Yutian did it.

My mother said, "You don't see anyone, how do you know he did it?"

I said, "Isn't this lice on a bald man's head, obvious?"

As I spoke, I suddenly noticed that my mother had pinched her nose, and the shape was the same as that of Uncle Ding.

I asked, "Mom, who is this Uncle Ding?"

My mother said: "Lao Ding, who you asked, is a good person, but he has a bad temper, he is your father's master, and he has a good relationship with your grandfather."

I grew up watching him, it's not him, your father can marry me, can have you.

My dad said, "Don't say it, the more you say it, the more unreliable it becomes."

As soon as I heard this, if I continued to talk about it, my parents would make trouble again.

I simply didn't say anything, so I went back to the house with the rich and rich to rest. As soon as we entered the house, we heard my mother nagging, "Why, can't I talk to my son about the past?"

What are you thinking!

Then my dad's voice said, "Is it interesting for you to mention those Chen Guzi rotten pockmarks?"

I closed the door, shook my head and said to Fuqiang, Fuqiang:

"Don't mind, they're choking again, just get used to it.

Fugui said something meaningful:

"I like this very much, the feeling of parents bickering is called home!

Fugui said with a sad face.

I knew about his family situation, and I patted him on the shoulder and said:

"What do you think! Tie Gang's money, don't pay it back, I'll take you two to the supermarket tomorrow to buy something.

Fugui nodded and did not speak.

I twisted Fu Qiang's fat face and said, "Tomorrow you will let you eat enough things in the supermarket, and you will not be able to walk if you eat."

Fu Qiang looked at me and said, "Really, Uncle Han doesn't lie."

As I spoke, I took off my shoes, lay on the bed and said:

"Uncle Han has always spoken, spitting a nail.

Then I asked Fugui to turn off the lights, and the three of them slept in the same bed a little crowded, and what I hated even more was that Fuqiang was snoring.

Maybe I'm used to sleeping in prison anymore, but I can't sleep when I get home, or maybe I'm depressed for a long time, and I suddenly relax and feel a little uncomfortable.

I carefully read what happened today in my mind, and it was a habit I developed in prison.

Today my glass, Yutian fucking x is eating the gall of an ambitious leopard, and he wants to die! If I let him go like this, I can't swallow this disgust in my heart.

A man can't even protect his own family, this man has a bird, although this Nima called the police, even if the police caught him and detained him for a few days, he was still not convinced! After that, if I'm not at home, he's just going to throw bricks or stones in the dark, what can I do.

This Yutian has not been a good thing since he was a child, relying on his father being the director of the funeral home, bullying this and bullying that, the boy in the funeral home, the girl is not afraid of him, the boy is caught as a horse to ride, and the girl is caught lifting the skirt.

If it weren't for Lao Tzu who couldn't go back to school in the martial arts school, this goods would have been obedient and sticky to Lao Tzu's whole clothes, this is good, this grandson dares to throw black bricks behind his back, if this thing can't cure you Yutian, Lao Tzu will follow your surname.

And when I came out of the police station, I saw what the female soul was called, Wu Changyue came.

Said, home, live, east, brocade, west road textile factory family home. Building 3 203 was a black car driver who killed me, his name was Li Kuian, he lived in ,,,,。

Thinking of this, I began to hate my right hand, the seven evil breaths, why don't I let the female soul finish speaking.

Isn't this Jinxi Road textile factory family home the community where my fourth aunt's family lives?

Just at the time of the Chinese New Year, I went to my fourth aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings, and asked this woman named Wu Changyue by the way.

And what kind of background is this Uncle Ding, why can he get out of me, the seven evil qi, and listen to his voice, he will also control the evil qi, he asked me to pretend to be a ghost scoundrel to govern Director Liu, and arrange for her to raise her granddaughter and work in the funeral home, what does this adopted granddaughter mean. It stands to reason that if it were his own granddaughter, he shouldn't have told me about his adopted granddaughter! Thinking about this was a bit messy, I simply didn't want to.