Chapter 4: The Funeral of the Yin Family
That day, when I connected the call, there was a piercing wail on the other side of the phone, and I was shocked, and then, my brother Zhang Ah Si told me in an extremely frightened voice: "Brother, something is wrong...... The old man Yin is dead...... Heart disease...... In the early hours of this morning, the mourning hall was ...... in his rented house"
It is no exaggeration to say that when I got the news of Yin Wujia's death, my head exploded with a buzz. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
What kind of person is the old man Yin, here I want to explain, the old man Yin is called Yin Wujia, is the chef in my restaurant, and the person is the "high chef" introduced by my second uncle, who is bald and white-bearded, honest and reliable, around sixty years old, a typical Sichuan person, loves to eat chili, loves to put the dragon gate array, loves to play mahjong, and loves his eldest granddaughter. Everywhere I went, the guys in our hotel, including me, had to be called "Old Man Yin".
Yin Wujia has a lot of ability, is the chef of Sichuan cuisine "Xiaohe Gang", and the kung fu of boiling fish is very authentic and clever, he picks up chili, charcoal fire and fish, and is as skilled as the rich second generation of pickled girls.
In short, the old man Yin is not old, since I opened a restaurant, the old man has been following me, the absolute "old man of the dynasty", for five years, the old man taught me hand in hand, witnessing all the process of my transformation from a twenty-year-old worker to a hotel owner.
In the past five years, thanks to the dedication of Mr. Yin, the "Huo Ji Boiled Fish" I opened has the scale of today's 30 tables, and it has the signboard and popularity that are resounding in the northern Lubei area today.
It is no exaggeration to say that my restaurant has no problem with a gross profit of 10,000 yuan because of the "boiled fish" series of gold-lettered signboards played by the old man Yin, when the business is hot. This old man is really my living god of wealth.
But such a living god of wealth suddenly "blew the lamp and pulled out the wax" today, which is too unprovoked.
After putting down the phone, my mind even paused, and I was speechless in sorrow for a long time.
In the end, I couldn't help but look up to the sky and shouted: "Hey, my old man Yin, you let go..... Where can I find such a good knife in you? Where can I find such a beautiful granddaughter of yours......
After sighing, my whole person is in decline, and I feel that since the person is gone, it is useless to say anything, instead of complaining here, it is better to go to the mourning hall of the old man Yin, do my best, and deal with the aftermath for him first.
So, I called back again, temporarily handed over the business of the restaurant to my clan, Zhang Ah Si, changed into a black suit from home alone, hurriedly drove the car, and went to the mourning hall of the old man's house.
Along the way, I sat in the car, but the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became.
This Yin Wujia is the head chef of my restaurant, and he has a very good relationship with me, so I know his situation very well.
The old man Gu Yin himself said that his life was miserable enough, there was no one in the family for a long time, his wife died early, his children died, and only one granddaughter was left to depend on each other, and he had a younger brother who was smuggled to Hong Kong in his early years, and he has not been able to contact him so far, and later because of his good gambling, he fell from a national chef to the point of working for me.
Yin Wujia's life experience is tragic enough, but if I remember correctly, this old man usually has nothing to say, in addition to his hard body, he also does physical examinations every year, and he even has few colds, let alone heart disease.
is such an old man who is "beaten with iron", why did he have a heart attack without warning and died?
Of course, it is not accurate to say that the death of the old man Yin did not have the slightest warning, at least last night, when we closed the shop, I already felt that he was a little "abnormal", but I didn't think in that direction.
I remember very clearly that just last night, when the old man Yin and I were closing the shop and parting ways, he suddenly stopped me, who was about to drive away, and muttered a few words that made me a little confused.
The old man from Sichuan said to me, "That...... Boss, thank you for taking care of me for the past five years. ”
The old man's cold words made me a little unresponsive, so I slowed down for more than half a beat before I nodded, and replied inexplicably: "Okay...... Say. ”
Yin Wujia pondered for a moment, and then continued to say something that made me even more confused.
He smiled shyly with a mechanical expression, and then told me: "In the past few years, I have a place where I can't live with you, you have to take care of it, people are old, it is inevitable to do some foolish things, foolish things......"
After the old man said this, he left by himself, only to make me confused, and stood by the car in vain and thought for a long time.
What kind of foolish thing did he do? Stealing my money? Serving the front desk clerk, the old cow eating tender grass? Or did he take matters into his own hands and give his beautiful granddaughter to someone else? No, no!
...... At that time, I really couldn't think of what Old Man Yin meant by that, let alone at that time, even this morning, when my car arrived at the rental house of the Yin family, I still couldn't figure out what "foolish things" he did.
The moment I got out of the car, I was forced to stop thinking, after all, people die greatly, and whatever happens, it has all passed, or take advantage of the fact that the body of the old man Yin has not been burned, and I am looking at him, and by the way, I am close to his coveted granddaughter....... It's serious!
Then, I didn't dare to delay, and after tidying up my clothes a little, I walked into the old man's house.
Inside, it's pretty well arranged.
As I said before, because the old man's family is about to die, there are almost no relatives and friends, except for his eldest granddaughter who can't walk at a glance, more of the chefs who came to help in our restaurant and the friends of the old man Yin on the mahjong table in the past.
I looked around, only to see that the white cloth and white candles had been arranged, and under the black and white photos, the old man's coffin had not yet had time to buy, so the body was only unfurled on the bed board in the middle of the room, with a white cloth on his head, and a black bowl was placed on the white cloth.
There was a white cloth blocking it, so we couldn't see the old man's face, but from his gray and almost white limbs, which were covered with corpse spots, I could still feel the breath of death rushing to my face.
The indescribable weirdness of that breath made me cold from head to toe, but the awe of death and respect for the old man made me have to continue to look and walk.
I straightened my waist, walked to the old man's side, bowed respectfully to the old man's corpse three times, and then handed 5,000 "share money" to the helper, and invited three sticks of incense, which were meticulously inserted into the incense burner in front of the old man's black and white photo.
In order to show respect, I bowed my head throughout the whole process, lest I collide with the old man's "law drive", and only after the incense was completed, I slowly raised my head and looked at the photo of the old man in accordance with the ceremony.
The black and white photo looked in my eyes, and suddenly made me feel blurry in front of me, and then, I don't know if it was the problem of my eyes, or the ghost of the old man, in short, I suddenly found out where the black and white photo was, there was something wrong!
Driven by curiosity, I took a closer look, but found that the photos were all black and white, except for the two eyes of the old man, which glowed with a blood-red halo?!
The two bean-sized red dots on the old man's posthumous photo, I was really a little apprehensive when I saw it.
After just one glance, I immediately noticed that it seemed to be the result of some light source behind me reflected on the posthumous glass, in addition to the two eye-like red dots, there was also a vague black outline reflected in the relict glass, the outline moved, and the two red dots cooperated, it seemed to be a huge animal covered in fur, similar to a black panther, and like a rickety old lady, slowly walking behind me.
The ghostly shadow in the glass made me a little hairy, and looking at the distorted image, I instinctively immediately turned back and looked behind me alertly......