Judging from Mr. Wu's frightened expression, he must have done this because he saw his father. If you are a normal person, even if you are not sad and sad when you see your dead relatives, you will not be like him. So I turned my head to look at the No. 10 freezer that was opened, and the body of Lao Wu was not the same as when we put it in, but his head was slightly tilted in the direction of Mr. Wu, his mouth was half open, and his eyes were the same, looking directly at Mr. Wu who was screaming in fright on the ground.

I've seen a lot of dead people, and I've seen them many times, but I've never seen a corpse, a dead body, that can still express emotions with his eyes after so many days of freezing. Because the eyes of the dead are all straight hooked, like statues, and at this moment, Lao Wu's eyes, although through the foggy layer of gray and white, can still clearly read the love, anger, and disappointment in his eyes.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul. The window is used to perceive the beauty, but I felt a deep sadness in Lao Wu's eyes. At this time, Lao Wu's right shoulder began to shake slightly, I don't know why Lu Dao is like this, because of emotional excitement, or because he wants to exert his strength but can't use it. After Mr. Wu screamed, he began to kneel on the ground and kowtow repeatedly, and his head hit the floor with a muffled sound. Hu Zongren walked to his side, grabbed Mr. Wu's hair, so that he could not escape his father's eyes, Mr. Wu quickly closed his eyes and did not dare to look, Hu Zongren said, if I count to three and you don't open your eyes, I will let your father's ghost haunt you for the rest of your life, and the rest of your life will be extremely qualityless, do you believe it or not? One... Three! As soon as the words fell, Mr. Wu quickly opened his eyes and looked at his father.

Hu Zongren shouted loudly, you are a son, what have you done to your father, we all know the truth, now give you a chance, apologize to your father, if what you say is not honest, you see how I clean you up, in front of your father! Hu Zongren's voice was already very loud, and he had beaten him up before, so Mr. Wu began to slap himself while looking at his father's corpse and crying.

He said, Dad, I'm sorry for you, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you in front of all the guests on your birthday, so that you couldn't get off the stage, and I also knew that that girl was not suitable for me, I was just playing with her, and I really shouldn't have brought such a woman to your banquet. Although it was said sincerely, it was not very specific, I just roughly guessed something, it should be that this guy brought a girl whose father thought it was bad to his birthday party, and then hit him in front of everyone, which made Lao Wu feel very sad.

Hu Zongren pressed Mr. Wu's head and asked, you go on, don't be like a leper treasure, grab a ha, jump a ha! Leper Gebao, which means toad, this sentence is saying that Mr. Wu, don't be like a toad, touch it before jumping, if he has something to say, just finish it at once, don't play tricks. So Mr. Wu continued, Dad, I shouldn't have asked you for money every time I came home to look for you, and I really had no choice, although you gave me the house, the car loan was a bit high, and the money I earned myself was really not enough. I interjected, what do you do? He said that he didn't have a regular job, and he just fooled around with a group of friends on weekdays, playing cards and gambling, and sometimes helping other people's debt collection companies to make money or something, and he didn't make much money every month. When I heard this, I was angry, patted him on the head and said, you don't make much money, and you still drive such a good car.

Mr. Wu said with a sad face, isn't it because he has face with his friends like this, and my father is not without money, I have been giving what I want since I was a child. Seeing that he said with a reasonable face, I really can't say anything, because in any family relationship, how to get along is always the only topic in the family, and as an outsider, I have no position to judge whether Lao Wu and his son get along in such a proper way, I don't, neither does Hu Zongren, no one. So I began to remain silent and let Mr. Wu continue.

Mr. Wu continued to cry and say, saying a lot of things, but most of them were trivial things, and in my logic, these little things were not enough to cause the obsession of Lao Wu's ghost to survive after he died, and the few cigarettes that Hu Zongren and I threw into the house before were actually just addicted to Lao Wu, and he initially just borrowed this way to attract the attention of others, and the real obsession and can't let go of it is because of his family.

Speaking of family members, I asked Mr. Wu, what about your mother? We also saw your mother's phone number at the nurse's station, is the relationship between her and Lao Wu like yours? Mr. Wu snorted and said, that woman is not my own mother, my real mother divorced my father a long time ago, this mother, is not a good thing, eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, my father just found out that he was sick last year, she began to transfer my father's property little by little, until my father found out, at that time my father was already in poor health, said to divorce my stepmother, but my stepmother refused to live or die, so it has been delayed until now. Hu Zongren asked him, why do you want your stepmother to refuse? Mr. Wu looked at Hu Zongren in surprise and said, of course he refused! After the divorce, there is no husband and wife, how can I divide the property when my father dies? I suddenly felt a chill in my heart, so I asked Mr. Wu, then you, who are sons, why don't you stand up and help your father at this time? Mr. Wu was stunned and said that he hadn't thought about it so much.

Hu Zongren slapped him again, and said I'm afraid you haven't thought about it, what you think is probably similar to your stepmother, right? Hu Zongren raised his slap and was about to hit it again, Mr. Wu hurriedly kowtowed to Lao Wu's corpse, he probably thought that we all knew the Tao in advance, but in fact, these were all guessed by us. I saw Political Commissar Liang and Zhao Jing in my spare eye, Zhao Jing stood there with a numb and slightly sad expression, and Political Commissar Liang shook his head slightly, very helpless.

Hu Zongren asked again, why didn't you and your stepmother come to pick up the body for so long, you want your father to rot here? Mr. Wu said, it's not that he didn't answer, but he didn't know who should do it. It stands to reason that the spouse is still dealing with the spouse, but the stepmother doesn't care, everyone is dead and complains that my dad didn't make a will before, and these days I've been running to the lawyer to plan to divide more things, and I haven't done a funeral, no one in the family is willing to stand up, my dad has nothing left except money, and now that people are dead, everyone is realistic, so I don't care, and I'm not the only one who doesn't care. Hu Zongren's face was ugly, although this was almost not much different from the situation we thought of before, the process was not important, mainly because all kinds of interrogations had proved one thing, the so-called raising children to prevent old age, it was obvious that Lao Wu had not done this at all, whether he was a husband and wife or a father and son, he had failed too much.

I couldn't help but look at Lao Wu's body sympathetically, his eyes that had been staring at his son gradually closed, and when he closed them, tears actually flowed from the corners of his eyes. The mouth slowly closed, but the head remained sideways and did not change. In that way, it was like a disappointed old man, fed up with the troubles, and wanted to be quiet at the moment.

There was silence for a long time, and only the freezer in the whole room sounded from time to time because of the motor, and only Mr. Wu's wailing cry remained. Hu Zongren shook his head with his hands on his hips, I know that he shouldn't have learned from me, to enter other people's lives, to feel the joys and sorrows of others, if he didn't know me, he might be a skilled Yaoshan warrior now, but at this moment, he has to follow sentimentality, and forcibly put these strange and various reasons intertwined with human nature on his own life trajectory.

Hu Zongren looked at me, and I looked at him. Then I shook my head, walked up to Mr. Wu, and helped him up. I said to him, after I finished saying this, you will follow the political commissar Liang over there, go to the relevant staff to go through the procedures for picking up the body, and then settle the fees with the hospital, and then you will find a funeral home to do the funeral under our supervision, I don't care if you want to call someone to come to the funeral, including your stepmother, your father has been here for so many days, the first seven have passed, and the wake is meaningless, so the funeral today will be funeral, and the funeral will be tomorrow. You're going to find a grave for your father's cremated ashes after that, and bury them well, do you understand what I'm saying?

Mr. Wu bit his lip and nodded, I asked him to speak, and he said he understood. I said to him again, tonight in the mourning hall, this Master Hu and I will be responsible for showing your father the way, you don't have to give us any fees, just take care of the food, and we will leave after leading the way, but you remember, we will keep an eye on you, if you don't fulfill any of my requests today, you will be the next person lying in the cupboard.

Of course, I scared him in the last sentence, and I would never kill anyone. But it works, because some people are like that, arrogant all their lives, and they have to find someone to clean it up. When I said these words to Mr. Wu, my tone was very cold throughout the whole process, and I also knew that he did not repent, Hu Zongren and I were actually intervening in other people's family affairs, which is called meddling, which is also the reason why we should not take money to lead the way.

Soon Mr. Wu completed the formalities, during which he called his stepmother, saying that Lao Wu was going to the funeral and asked her if she would come, although he did not hear a specific answer, but Mr. Wu quickly hung up the phone, I guess the other party will not come. I have no right to punish anyone, except for Commissar Liang who did not follow him, the three of us stayed with Mr. Wu until the mourning hall was ready, and Mr. Wu personally served the meal, at 8 o'clock in the evening, I told Hu Zongren that you can go and show the way for Old Wu.

Hu Zongren shook his head and said, I won't bring it, let's go, I'm too tired.

I didn't ask Hu Zongren what to do, but showed Lao Wu the way without saying a word, Lao Wu walked very peacefully, without the previous grievances, but it was not relieved, after all, he was still regretful until he was sent away from me, I don't even know if he forgave his son, and as for what he regretted, only he knew it.

After leading the way, I told Mr. Wu my advice again, and he promised again and again, as if sending us away like a plague god, during which no relatives and friends came to mourn, when we left the mourning hall, turned to look back, only to see Mr. Wu kneeling in front of his father's spirit, motionless.

Hu Zongren called Political Commissar Liang and said that the matter was done, there was nothing to do with the house, and you could settle the bill. And Zhao Jing originally planned to leave by herself, but Hu Zongren rolled down the window to stop her and asked her, do you want to send you back? Zhao Jing hesitated for a moment but got into the car, so I planned to send Zhao Jing first.

After the car drove for a few kilometers, we didn't speak during the period, but Hu Zongren suddenly spoke:

"Zhao Jing, let's talk about it, who is your background."