As soon as I said that, I regretted it.

It's really rude to ask so directly, especially if someone has just died......

The master frowned slightly.

I hurriedly apologized, "Uncle He, I'm sorry, you don't have to worry about me just now." ”

After that, I smiled and was about to leave.

Lao He is a generous person, he didn't bother with me, but simply said what happened.

It was only then that I finally learned that Lao He's son, who was working outside, had died, and that the phone call I had just received this afternoon would allow the body to be transported back to the village in three days.

There is such a son in his family, and his wife died of hemorrhage in childbirth.

After the child was born, he was afraid of melting in his mouth since he was a child, and he was afraid of falling off in his hand, but now he went out to work to earn money and suddenly died, and no one would feel good in his heart.

"Uncle He, relax your mind, don't be too uncomfortable, Brother Da Liang doesn't want you to be too sad."

I comforted me a few words, and was about to turn around and enter the house, when I suddenly felt a cool breeze rushing through my head.

At that time, I was shivering from the cold, but I didn't think much about it, I felt that I was wearing too few clothes tonight, and I went out to toss for a long time, so I planned to go back to the house and sleep well.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a white shadow floating by.

It's so fast that it's gone all at once.

I suddenly realized, stopped, and looked again at the place where the white shadow had floated, and saw a tall strong man standing under the courtyard wall.

The appearance is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, I noticed that the strong man's face was very similar to Uncle He's, and my mind instantly reacted.

Isn't this Uncle He's son Da Liang!

"Help me, passbook...... In the bedside pillow, there is money for my dad...... The password is his birthday ......"

The sound was choppy and erratic.

I stood there trying to hear clearly, then nodded in the direction of the root of the wall and promised, "Brother Da Liang, leave it to me." ”

"Thank you."

The figure wandered twice and then vanished.

The master immediately noticed my unusual behavior, and when I finally stopped talking, he came up to ask.

"What did you just see?"

"Brother Da Liang is back, just standing there." I glanced at Uncle He and sighed, "He said that there is a passbook in the pillow of the room he rented, and the money stored in it is all for you, and the password is your birthday." ”

When the words fell, Uncle He was dumbfounded.

When he stood up, his eyes were red, tears flowed down his face, and he choked up.

"My hard-working son, now I still want to give me money, such a filial baby, who has been doing his duty since he was a child, why did he suddenly die, how can I live?"

When I heard this, I fell silent.

When I saw Brother Da Liang's soul just now, the yin qi on his body was not so heavy, and he should not have been murdered to death.

Is there something else going on here?

"Uncle He, although this is a bit offensive, can you tell me how Brother Da Liang died? If there is a real problem, maybe the master and I can help. ”

I asked cautiously.

It's not that I maliciously uncover other people's scars, I just want to ask what happened.

Uncle He also understood that I had no malicious intent, and sighed and said.

"He went to eat a roadside stall after work, but a car went out of control and killed someone directly.

"That's good, if you run into a difficult perpetrator, it's troublesome."

I nodded.

Everything was done in moderation, and I didn't go any further.

So, I went directly into the house to sleep, and Uncle He and the master stayed in the yard and continued to discuss the requirements for customizing the paper figures.

I was lying on the kang, probably because I was tired tonight, and I fell asleep as soon as my head was next to the pillow, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn the next day.

I haven't been out of the yard all morning this morning.

I've been busy tying paper people in the shop.

Uncle He has such a son in his family, and the funeral will definitely be a big deal, and the owner of the car has lost a lot of money, so it is even more impossible to be bleak and buried.

So much so that after a discussion last night, he ordered a large number of paper ties.

Boys and girls, cars, furniture......

I've had a lot of work these last few days.

"Alas, the son who was raised so hard died like this, even if there is a sky-high compensation, Uncle He will feel uncomfortable in his heart."

"Lao He's life is not good, it's too hard, and he dies his wife and son."

The master also sighed.

While chatting, the two of us were busy tying paper figures in our hands.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and an elderly lady pushed the door and walked into the threshold, and I recognized it as Zhou Dawei's mother, Mrs. Zhou.

As the saying goes, love the house and the black.

I think about the dirty things that Zhou Dawei did, and he didn't have a good impression of Mrs. Zhou.

But because the other party is an elder, it is impossible for me to get angry and scold people on the spot, not to mention that everyone is in the same village, and I can't see you when I look up.

So, I simply kept my head bored and continued to work on the paper, and I didn't say a word.

The master stopped what he was doing and asked.

"Granny Zhou, is there something wrong with you?"

"My son died inexplicably at home, it's really miserable, I'm worried that he won't be able to live down there, so I want to order more things from you......"

Old Lady Zhou prayed in an old voice.

But when she finished speaking, the master shook his head tactfully and refused.

"I'm sorry, I just took over a job from Lao He's family in the east of the village, and I have a lot of things to order, even if we are busy working together, we may not be able to finish it, you better go and ask others."

These words are said satisfactorily, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, he can't find fault.

However, when I looked up to pick up the paint, I saw a strange look in the master's eyes.

I understood in an instant.

Even if he and his uncle didn't come to order the paper person in the early morning, the master would find all kinds of excuses to shirk it, after all, Zhou Dawei should die, and he almost killed me.

This is the most unbearable thing for the master!

Mrs. Zhou didn't notice the abnormality, glanced at the paper people all over the ground and the mountains of paper, and finally sighed and reluctantly left.

When the courtyard door was closed, I looked up.

"Master, did you reject her just now because of me?"

"Hmm."

The master admitted it without hesitation, and said seriously: "Little Wu, you must remember that although we make dead people's money in this business, we must also have our own bottom line." ”

"I see."

After nodding my head, I continued to work on the paper in my hand.

In the busyness, I forgot about Mrs. Zhou's coming, and I didn't think about it anymore.

At noon, because he had made a lot of money recently, the master generously went to the supermarket at the entrance of the village to buy roast chicken and wine, and planned to have a good meal with me.

I stayed in the shop and waited for him to come back.

But I never expected that it was not the master who came back first, but a group of unexpected visitors!