I sent the hanging neck ghost jujube away, and I didn't sleep for a long time, I thought: Director Xu should go to the grave of the jujube today. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Early in the morning, I woke up.

After breakfast, I grabbed a telescope and rushed to the Recreation Cemetery.

I chose a vantage point and sat under a big tree. I looked through a telescope and could clearly see the grave of the jujube.

My judgment was correct, at half past nine, Director Xu came to Xiao Zao's grave.

I saw him put a bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of Xiao Jujube's tombstone, and then, taking out a few newspapers from his satchel, carefully spreading them on the ground, and kneeling down and kowtowing three times.

After kowtowing, Curator Xu stood in front of the tomb with his head bowed.

I estimate: At this time, Curator Xu will definitely say something to Xiao Zao. Although I can't hear it for a while, I believe that the tiny tape recorder will record every word of him.

Pavilion Chief Xu stood in front of the small jujube grave for fifteen minutes, and then walked away without looking back.

When I saw Director Xu leaving the cemetery, I hurried to Xiao Zao's grave and took off the tape recorder.

I pressed the play button, and clear words came out of it:

“... Jujube, I... I've come to see you... Actually, I wanted to come to see you for a long time, but I never knew where you were buried, so I could only pay tribute to you in front of the blue sky and white clouds......"

When Curator Xu said this, he seemed to be choked. I thought to myself: This cunning guy still wants to deceive Xiao Jujube. Your tears are crocodile tears. I admit it: this Curator Xu has eaten the jujube, knowing that the crocodile's tears can also paralyze the jujube.

“... Little jujube, little jujube, I'm sorry for you... On that day, we made an appointment to die together and get married in hell. However, I accidentally revealed this to my cousin, so he sneaked over and rescued me......"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be full of anger, thinking: Director Xu, Director Xu, you still don't want to repent. You obviously laid a "suicide trap" and let the little jujube fall for you. Now, you have denied this, and you have made up a lie that you accidentally let your cousin know and came to save you.

“... Xiao Zao, after I was rescued by my cousin, I wanted to continue to hang myself, but my wife was terminally ill and was dying, so I thought: When I send my wife away, I will come to the underworld to meet you, Xiao Zao, you... You've got to wait for me......"

I spat hard, and I believe that if Curator Xu were right in front of me, I would not hesitate to slap him in the face. Because, Director Xu is so despicable, he is simply shameless to the extreme.

Your wife is alive and well, but you're making up a big lie.

“... Zao, I love you so much, I miss you almost all the time... I can say that I might as well be dead now......"

"Bastard! big bastard!!" I couldn't help it, and scolded: "You guys with a beast's heart, where is there still a trace of human flavor!"

I know: After listening to Director Xu's words, Xiao Zao will be moved by his rhetoric, and may completely forgive Director Xu.

“... Little jujube, in the future, I will come to visit your grave every year, I will buy the most colorful flowers, and then buy the most expensive chocolates to visit you......"

I gritted my teeth and scolded, "Since you have made such a wish, may I ask: why don't you buy the most expensive chocolate today? Also, your chrysanthemum doesn't seem to be the most colorful flower." Curator Xu, Curator Xu, you are really not a person. ”

“... Goodbye, dear jujube, I believe that we will meet again one day. When that day comes, we'll continue to move forward. ”

The tape recorder stopped playing, and I knew that Director Xu's memorial was over.

I thought to myself: When Xiao Zao comes tonight, I want to ask Xiao Zao how he feels about Director Xu's eulogy.

I thought about it again: Director Xu said that his wife is dying, so okay, I will let Xiao Zao see your wife's dignity.

After I finished lunch, I ran to Director Xu's wife's unit.

Director Xu's wife works as an accountant in a company, and her surname is Wang.

When I arrived at the company, Director Xu's wife was playing a game on the computer.

As soon as I entered the office, I shouted affectionately, "Hello, Aunt Wang!"

Director Xu's wife saw me coming, and she was stunned. She stammered, "You... How did you get here?"

I smiled and said, "Aunt Wang, I happened to be passing by here, and suddenly I missed you, so I turned in." ”

"Xiao Zhang, you are really a person with a heart. I heard Lao Xu say, you resigned, and you still feel sorry for it. You see, when Lao Xu was the deputy director, he wanted to promote you, but he didn't have this right. Now that I'm a curator, I have the right to promote you, but you've resigned. Aunt Wang said hypocritically.

"Aunt Wang, are you okay?" I asked deliberately.

"Yes, that's good. You see, I have to eat three big steamed buns in one meal, and I have to eat four taels of rice. My body is a mess. This time, our unit checked my body, and I didn't have any problems at all. Aunt Wang said.

"Aunt Wang, your health is good, better than anything else. ”

Before I entered Aunt Wang's office, I turned on the recorder.

Now, I took a photo of Aunt Wang under the pretense of looking at my phone.

"Aunt Wang, you are busy, I will come to visit you next time. "I politely said goodbye to Aunt Wang.

I thought to myself: In the evening, let Xiao Zao take a look at the "sick appearance" of Director Xu's wife, and then listen to the words of Director Xu's wife. Use hard facts to expose Director Xu's lies.

In the evening, as soon as 0:00 arrived, the jujube came to my house on time.

Tonight, Xiao Jujube looked particularly happy. She sat on my lap and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm so happy today." Guess what: why am I happy?"

"Okay, I'll guess. "I deliberately tilted my head in a meditative motion.

"I guess you won five million in the lottery ticket?" I said.

"Hmph! We don't have lottery tickets to sell in the underworld. Xiao Zao smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, no matter how smart you are, you can't guess it." ”

"I guess: you met someone in the underworld?" I guessed again.

"Hmph, I don't want to find a man, and now, I still love Bowen. Xiao Zao said.

I thought to myself: Xiao Zao was really deceived by Director Xu's words again.

"Then I'll guess again... Did someone sweep your grave?" I asked faintly.

"Ah, Brother Zhang, you are too smart. Xiao Zao said happily: "Today, Bowen came to sweep my grave." ”

"Really?"

"Brother Zhang, don't you believe it?" asked Xiao Zao.

"I believe, of course I do. Did Bowen say a lot of sweet things at the grave?" I asked.

"Brother Zhang, don't pretend. Didn't you install a recorder on my grave just to record the words of your blog post?" asked Zao.

"Haha... You're not stupid yet. I laughed.

(To be continued.) )