When Uncle Cai saw Director Liu leaving, he muttered scoldingly:

"This black-hearted iron rooster, what a fucking slamming door, the director of a dignified funeral home, just TMD with fifty yuan ago, but people raised it, hey! It's shameless.

I heard Lao Cai scolding her mother and wanted to laugh a little and said:

"It's already very good that the iron rooster can qualify, who calls someone the curator?

Uncle Cai shook his head, walked over and whispered in my ear:

"Feixiang told me just now, your friend is in the duty room! It's not early, you can go! Fang Tian's body is in the No. 1 memorial hall, you will bring your friends to push the body out later, there are many people who come, you should pay attention not to make any trouble.

I mumbled and pushed open the door to the duty room.

When Tatsumi saw me coming in, he stood up and said with a smile, "I'm wearing this, can you recognize me?"

I looked at him from top to bottom and said:

"You're wrapped like a doctor in the operating room. If the rain dragon has a dog's nose, then it will be able to recognize you, by the way, change your leather shoes, these black and shiny leather shoes are too dazzling.

As I spoke, I handed him the pair of inferior leather shoes on the wardrobe.

Fang Chen looked at the old man for a long time and said, "How long have these shoes been placed, you see this layer of ash is dirty like this, can you wear it?"

I suddenly became a little angry and said: "When is the time of the tmd, you still pay attention to this, Fang Chen, I will make it clear to you, I will go in and restrain the love for a while, it doesn't matter if you don't affect me, but you can affect the rest of the five groups."

It doesn't matter if one of my temporary workers is fired, you dare to implicate five groups of people in a row, I don't have fun with you.

Fang Chen sat on the chair, took the shoes in my hand and twisted and rubbed them for a long time and said:

"I know, what are you excited about? Am I just whining! Look at your TMD nervousness.

At this time. Wang Feixiang pushed open the door, glanced at us and said:

"What are you still rubbing! The memorial service will start in a moment, so don't forget to do the whole thing.

After Wang Feixiang finished speaking, he walked out of the duty room.

After Fang Chen changed his shoes, he looked at me and asked:

"Are you going in this filial piety garment?

I gave him a blank look and said:

"My clothes are all on you, I ran out secretly, and I will go back to the mourning hall to guard filial piety in a while. Stop the ink and go!

Fang Chen put the mask on his face and followed me out of the duty room.

Fang Chen followed me down the corridor to the No. 1 Mourning Hall.

Maybe Fang Chen was coming to the back area of the funeral home for the first time, and he seemed a little nervous, he kept dragging my arm all the way, and he didn't even dare to look at the body parked next to him.

I shook his hand and said:

"Isn't it a bit of a good thing? You can still be afraid of them standing up. Bite you can't be.

Fang Chen stared at the fiery red eyes and retorted:

"No wonder your kid has such a good mentality, it turned out that he worked in the funeral home and practiced, isn't it the first time for me? I retorted in my heart, you are hurting me, believe it or not, Lao Tzu has taken off his mask now.

I looked at him nervously. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The No. 1 memorial hall is the largest memorial hall of Yangbei Funeral Parlor, which is not only atmospheric and high-grade, but also luxurious and noble in decoration.

No. 1 memorial hall, generally few people use, unless it is used by people with heads and faces and rich and powerful nobles in Yangbei City, it is a large square similar to an opera house, a semicircular building structure. Feng Shui knows it.

The empty interior space has no inner pillars, and the No. 1 Memorial Hall is constructed in this way.

There is no inner column in the whole hall to support, and it is completely framed in the architectural style, and the whole hall has two doors. It is divided into the south gate and the north gate.

The south gate is the main gate, and the two antique semicircular gates like the house gates.

The two gates were four or five meters high and three or four meters wide, and the gates were thick and compact, with a layer of golden paint on them, which looked quite royal.

The North Gate is different. It is where our funeral home staff come and go, and is connected by a long and narrow corridor. The north gate cannot be compared with the main gate in terms of height.

Not only is he cramped, but he also looks a little aggrieved. It can only accommodate the width of a small cart, just my height of 180 meters, and I have to cross the waist of a cat, which is a typical tiger head and snake tail is easy to get in and out of. It also symbolizes that the funeral parlor is the critical point of life and death, and entering this door also means the end of life, and the pen of the soul is www.biquge.info.

As I entered the No. 1 Memorial Hall through the back door, I took a peek under the podium.

I couldn't help but be stunned, there was a crowd of people under the steps, and the entire hall that could accommodate thousands of people was almost full.

There are also some people who enter from the south gate one after another, and it feels like being in a movie theater.

And I was like a character on the screen, and I was watched by thousands of people.

Those people turned their eyes together, and an invisible oppression instantly poured into the whole body, I gasped, straightened my waist to make myself look, don't be so unconfident, and glanced at Fang Chen behind me with my residual light.

Fang Chen obviously didn't expect so many people to attend his father's funeral.

Instinctively, he took a few steps back, and I grabbed his arm and said encouragingly:

"Naturally, you can't help your aura, how can you do big things in the future,,,,。

I looked down the stage, and it was all black, all black suits, except for their faces, everyone was dressed the same.

I searched around the stage, but I saw Yongzi's strong man, who was staring at me.

He stood at the front of the crowd, and I recognized him at a glance because he was tall and strong, and he was particularly eye-catching.

Then I saw him beside him, Yulong, Guo Hao, Ma San, Yutian.

Yulong was wearing a long black slim suit, a royal blue tie, and a big head, compared to Yongzi, he was simply a comparison between Yao Ming and Guo Jingming.

Apparently the rain dragon saw me as well.

Yulong's lips pursed slightly, the corners of his eyes rose, his face squeezed his eyes into a slit, and he made a finger to shoot at me with his right hand.

I barely managed to squeeze out a smile and greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors in my heart.

I stood on the steps, which were more than a meter high from the hall.

More than a dozen fair girls, wearing black floral coats, under one skirt, two straight long legs wrapped in black silk suits, hands on the lower abdomen, smiling in a row holding flowers, a steady stream of flowers around Fang Tian's body.

Those girls, at first glance, knew that they were the hostesses who sold urns at the reception of the funeral home, and I thought they must have been temporarily pulled over to strengthen their faces.

Fang Tian was lying in a crystal pavilion, he was wearing a gray tunic, and his chest was covered with a piece of golden silk.

His expression was serene, his whole face was retouched, there was no trace of bruising, and his white and red skin looked a little soft.

I couldn't see the old age spots on his face at all, and he was lying in a crystal coffin as if he was asleep.

Fang Chen walked over step by step, standing next to him and stunned for a few seconds. Then he squatted next to the crystal coffin with a flower pot.

I stared at Fang Chen closely, and when I saw that he was quite steady, I turned my eyes to Yulong again, paying close attention to his every move.

I don't know why, my heart is always up and down, I'm afraid that the rain dragon will see the cat, I feel that my palms are constantly sweating, and the hairs on my body stand up one by one.

Seeing that I had been staring at him, Yulong walked straight to the staircase connecting the steps in the hall.

As soon as he reached the top of the steps, he was greeted by a girl in a black professional suit. I felt that the girl was so familiar that I couldn't remember who she was.

Just as Yulong walked over, the girl stretched out her hand to stop him expressionlessly, and said in standard Mandarin:

"Hello, sir, this is the key point of logistics work, idlers are not allowed to enter, you can't come up, please pay your respects in the audience. I understand your sad feelings, can you please go down first?

Yulong listened with a smile, raised his palm without warning, and slapped the girl in the face.

The crisp slap instantly echoed in the hall.

The entire noisy hall became silent, and everyone stared at the rain dragon, as if the slightest sound they made would cause the rain dragon to be unhappy, and no one dared to say a word.

The girl suddenly sat down on the ground, covered her face and cried.

Yulong lifted his legs, kicked the girl on the shoulder, kicked the girl to the ground, and said coldly:

"Am I an idler? The focus of the work is that idlers are exempted, my Lao Tzu spent tens of thousands, and he can't even go up a step, you are blind in the crotch of your pants, right? Even I dare to stop it, looking for a draw,,

After a few more feet, the girl screamed in fright, covering her stomach and getting tired, and her entire short black skirt was covered with footprints.

Yutian's face changed color, he rushed forward in a panic, and even knelt on the ground and hugged Yulong's legs, blocking the girl behind him and said:

"Big brother, big brother,,,, stop fighting, he's my girlfriend, and he's pregnant! Big brother, you're going to beat me,,,,, I'm begging you,,, big brother. Yutian was so anxious that his eyes fell.

Yulong pulled Yutian's head and pulled him straight up and shouted:

"What are you TMD, don't make yourself uncomfortable, it's none of your business, get out of the way!

As soon as Tamada wanted to speak, he was dragged down the steps by Yuko's neck.

Yulong walked up to the girl step by step, the girl opened her frightened eyes, trembling and holding her head in one hand and her stomach with the other.

Yulong condescendedly, rubbed his chin and stared at her viciously:

"Do you know who I am?

The girl looked at him with frightened eyes open and shook her head.

Yulong's face changed and he roared, "Me? You don't even know each other! It seems that my Yulong's name is not loud enough in Yangbei City!

As soon as Yulong finished speaking, he kicked the girl in the face, and the girl's whole body was raised back, and she slammed her head on the stereo.

Without a trace of hesitation, I stepped forward, blocked the rain dragon and said:

"Brother Long, today Fang Ye went to the funeral, and it was unlucky to see blood, and the brothers in the audience were all watching? Your current identity is the boss, and for this kind of little person who has never seen the world, you will damage the majesty of your eldest brother by doing it yourself. (To be continued)