Look at him again with the look of wanting to speak and stopping....

I was afraid that something would go wrong, so I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with the lock?"

"Hey," Uncle Han disagreed, "Actually, it's nothing... It's just that I think about it, if I really invite a funeral team, then the people of Hanjia Village will not laugh at me in the future!"

"But if there is no suona," I said bluntly, "tonight's play, then you have to ask another master!"

"Don't mind, don't mind, little brother of the Jiang family," Uncle Han suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly pulled me: "You also misunderstood, suona has... Really!"

Immediately, Uncle Han mentioned frankly, because considering the funeral procession, it was too formal.

So he made a special trip to find Xiao Mao in the store... That kid was the cook apprentice who rode Uncle Han's motorcycle and sent me and Liu Siya to the Han family's old house yesterday afternoon.

I heard Uncle Han say that Xiao Mao used to be in the countryside and learned from his grandfather who played suona.

Therefore, Uncle Han had an idea, and just now he wanted Xiao Mao to come to the scene and make a show!

I kind of get it... At the end of the day, it's about money.

So this man is really as the "old driver" said.

Sometimes, it is easy to be confused by appearances, and often reality and appearances are diametrically opposed.

After all, the human heart is flesh... But the human heart also grows in the flesh.

It's his own trouble, it's his own mother... That's it, there is no sense of awe at all.

It is conceivable how big is this Uncle Han's heart?

Of course, I completely believed the mention of the driver and the nurse in the ambulance.

This Uncle Han may be a veritable old pick.

Looking back now, I still think that Uncle Han deliberately had a meal, which made me feel that I was treating each other with hospitality.

Now it seems that Uncle Han borrowed a meal and sent me away.

If he really cared about his mother, he wouldn't be busy with business at that time like yesterday, and he couldn't shirk anything, and he couldn't afford to offend anything.

But if this is the case, he will not get drunk and come back on a motorcycle after night.

This kind of person, even if he really has filial piety... But at best, it's not as good as his business, his money. This is a veritable old pick.

In the middle of his thoughts, Uncle Han began to urge: "Little brother of the Jiang family, little brother of the Jiang family!?"

Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, he still stretched out his hand and shook it in front of my eyes, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," I came back to my senses in astonishment, just for the time being.

Or in my heart, I remember the gambling contract with Liu Siya... Talented and strategic, simply just want to do things.

So, don't worry too much.

After all, in my opinion, even in human nature, Lao Pick is not a big evil.

And this time it was a peaceful event, and it also gave me a deeper understanding of my life.

At the moment, I just waited for Uncle Han to contact again and confirmed the longevity materials and suona that should be used.

After making sure they were already on their way to be delivered... I just took a small bottle of sleeping pills from the things I brought and handed it to Uncle Han. He even told him that the effect of this sleeping pill is very heavy, don't magnify it too much.

"Don't worry," Uncle Han replied again and again, "Actually, this thing is not needed at all... My mother is old, and she can't wake up when it's late at night."

I was simply dumbfounded, knowing that this Uncle Han was simply stingy at home.

I'm afraid, I'll give him the money for sleeping pills... In fact, this medicine was also bought by Granny Bai, who occasionally had insomnia.

There's not much left in it, and besides, it's okay not to charge money.

Besides, the paper tie has already been settled... I can't afford to mess with him over a small bottle of sleeping pills.

simply waved his hand and said that he had no intention of taking his money at all.

I don't charge money when I hear it, this Han Da

The uncle began to laugh stupidly, and said extremely hypocritically: "How can it be done, don't mind the little brother of the Jiang family, I will give you the money for this sleeping pill later."

But looking at him like that, I don't expect him to give money!

I just told him again and again to crush the sleeping pills into powder and mix them in the water... Whether it is Mrs. Han or the white cat, let them drink water mixed with sleeping pills.

"Yes," Uncle Han repeatedly assured, reassuring me.

But after Liu Siya and I covered the door of the old house with lime and charcoal braziers... The time has also come to the time when the rooster crows to break the dawn.

Because at this moment, it is the turn of day, and it is also the time of yin and yang.

"Jiang Cheng," Liu Siya asked curiously, "Why did we choose to start at this time?"

Because I remember, "Granny White once said... In fact, the human brain, on average, stops working for three seconds every day, as if the power is off. People will break their circuits like machines and become wooden. And these three seconds vary from person to person, and most of them are not three consecutive seconds, so ordinary people are not aware of it. And people's consciousness will also become depressed and weak at dusk and when the rooster crows and the dawn breaks... So if you want to deceive people, choose dusk, and if you want to be ghosted, choose the rooster crows and dawn!"

While talking... I only heard a stumbling roar: "Mom, are you okay?"

This is Uncle Han's voice, he has already started acting.

Liu Siya and I immediately cooperated and ran in... I saw Uncle Han shouting heartbreakingly, "Mom, you must not be fine!"

And Mrs. Han slept heavily because of sleeping pills.

At the same time, Uncle Han was still crying heartbreakingly.

Liu Siya and I are looking for the figure of the white cat with our peripheral vision... Cats have a keen sense of hearing, and their sense of surprise is even more different from ordinary people.

So the current movement quickly alarmed the white cat... It's just that it also took sleeping pills, adding to the current sickness. The white cat tried desperately to hold himself up.

I don't know how many sleeping pills Uncle Han put in to make the white cat try to stand up repeatedly, but after all, he still fell back weakly.

After a while, I could only faintly hear the wail of "aiming"... The voice was inexplicably sentimental to those who listened to it.

"Don't hesitate," I reminded Uncle Han at the right time, "Hurry up to the hospital!"

"Yes," Uncle Han nodded cooperatively, pretending to make a phone call... Not long after, the ambulance sounded the whistle and hurried to the old house.

They rushed into the living room. After some inspection, in front of the white cat... The driver pretended to be a doctor and sighed: "This Mrs. Han may be dying, even if she is sent to the hospital, the possibility of being saved is very low."

"No," Uncle Han is definitely an actor-level character, acting well, and even knelt down for the driver and nurse, begging in his mouth: "Count me begging you... Please, please save my mother!"

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