Yang Liusi's father's funeral was held very successfully, she fulfilled her father's dream before his death, and also took the opportunity to rely on media hype to launch her art exhibitions abroad.

Before leaving, she took a thick envelope and went out of her way to meet me at the funeral parlor.

She handed me the envelope in her hand and said, "Thank you for hosting a professional funeral for my dad, this is your reward!" ”

"Miss Yang, it is our duty to hold your father's funeral. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to come to us. ”

"I'm going back to a foreign country for an art exhibition, and I'm afraid I won't be back to China for a long time. I'll remember you, though...... Funeral parlor ...... "When Yang Liusi looked at me, his eyes kept dodging.

I said, "Then I look forward to the success of Miss Yang's art exhibition." However, Miss Yang has had bad luck recently, so she must pay special attention. ”

Yang Liusi smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for the reminder, but I still advise you to cancel that business." I don't easily believe in so-called metaphysics, I choose to believe in science. Let's go, bye-bye! ”

She put on her sunglasses and carried the Chanel bag on the couch on her back.

When she turned to leave, I saw that she still had the picture of "two stubborn donkeys who don't give in to each other" in her bag, maybe this was the last thing she thought about her dad, right?

After Yang Liusi drove her red Tesla out of the funeral parlor, Da Lei immediately came up and his eyes lit up at the envelope in my hand.

"Lao Chen, hurry up and see how much money we made in this order? This chick is a painter anyway, so she should be very generous, right? ”

I glanced at the envelope, and roughly estimated that there were at least seven or eight thick piles of tickets inside, and Yang Liusi was indeed much more generous than ordinary people.

I gestured to Da Lei, and Da Lei said excitedly, "So much? This chick is too generous, isn't she? Hurry up and give me dividends, I promised Yanzi to take her out to play after completing this big order. ”

I took out a wad of envelopes and handed them to Da Lei, and then said, "Give so much first, and I'll keep the rest for you, so that you won't have to spend it too much, and you won't even have the money to marry a wife at that time." ”

Da Lei rubbed his hands, took the wad of money handed over, and smiled honestly: "Lao Chen, reliable!" ”

He happily took out his phone and sent a message to the swallow, and a message from a white paper kite came to my phone.

"Oh my God, you really gave a funeral to the family of a well-known painter? And she has a recent exhibition to be held abroad, and the Internet is full of news about her. ”

I hurriedly replied to the white paper kite: "Yes, I was quite surprised when I saw the news at that time. However, thanks to the advertisement of Weiwei's official account, otherwise I would not have received this big order. ”

"Who is Vivi? Don't tell me she's your client! ”

"She was really my customer before, and Da Lei chased her before, you can ask Da Lei if you don't believe it! Weiwei is a self-media, and recently published an article with explosive traffic, so I took the opportunity to advertise the funeral parlor on her official account. ”

"Humph! For the sake of my work dealings with you, I won't ask. I can't tell that you are quite business-minded and know how to advertise. ”

"If you want to eat well, you have to do anything! What's more, if we want to get married, it will cost a lot of money, so I don't have to save some more money for my wife? ”

"I haven't agreed to marry you yet!! Expression/blushing"

"By the way, my dad has often asked me these days, when will your family be free to come out and sit, and the two families should sit down and discuss the marriage."

"I've been trying to communicate with my parents lately, and my mom said that she plans to give herself a few days of annual leave at the beginning of the month, and then they will be free."

"Qiqi, this child is about to reach the age of going to school, and he can't delay Qiqi going to school."

"Humph! I also like Qiqi, of course I do. Don't worry, it won't be delayed for too long. ”

When I was talking to the white paper kite, my dad called me out of the blue.

My dad called near the end of the month, and I was a little surprised, I must have asked about the profitability of the funeral shop, right?

I picked up the phone and hurriedly reported this month's revenue to my dad, and told him about this month's performance, and he let out a hearty laugh on the phone after listening to it.

He said, "I didn't call to ask about the income in your store. Since I have handed over the store to you, I must believe that you have the ability to run it well. However, listening to the content of your boy's report, Dad really has to serve the old man. ”

"Before you took over, the revenue of our funeral shop was barely making ends meet, and many times it was almost unbearable, and Dad considered closing the funeral shop. Fortunately, after you took over, this revenue has increased several times, and Dad is proud of you! ”

"Silently, you are running a funeral parlor very well, but you also have to remember to pay attention to your body, the body is the capital of life, occasionally take a break to relax and relax, you can't keep your nerves in a tense state. I heard Da Lei tell me that the store has been very busy all the time, so I specially called you to remind you that tomorrow is your mother's death day. ”

My father's words made my heart sink suddenly, and my mother's appearance gradually came to mind, and I vaguely remember that her smile like a flower was pleasant.

But after all these years, I still don't know how my mother died.

Now, nearly twenty years later, my dad still hasn't said a word, as if my mom's death was a long-hidden secret.

I used to ask him some details about my mother's death, but as I got older and held more and more funerals, I gradually looked down on life and death, and stopped asking him about my mother.

Every time my mother's death day, I followed my dad to burn paper in front of the grave, listening to him talk to my mother in front of the grave, and after a long time, these have become a habit!

I hung up the phone, and the image of my mom in my mind had become more and more blurred, except that my mom took me across the river on a bicycle.

She had long braids, wore a pale yellow floral dress, and smiled as bright as a sunflower.

I rubbed my swollen temples, not wanting to touch those childhood memories anymore, because everything about them was left in my mind.

The voice of the message from WeChat sounded, and I opened it to see that it was a message from Weiwei.

She told me: "If you look at Weibo, the man suspected of domestic violence was beaten to death, and he got the punishment he deserved." ”

I hurriedly opened Weibo to check the news about Zhao Jiakai, and suddenly fell silent.

A little boy's voice came to my ears: "Big brother, thank you for getting justice for me!" ”