Don't wait for me to think about it.....

The head nurse had already expressed his doubts, and said that Zhao Qiuju and their family realized it at that time, if it was according to the girl's statement.

If he is buried early tomorrow morning, and the ghost door is closed and not opened, wouldn't that make the deceased a wandering ghost?

For this reason, Zhao Qiuju's family became worried.

But because of this, the old man who pointed out Zhao Qiuju's husband at that time was the local village chief of Zhao Qiuju's husband's house.

At the beginning, I was instructed by others, and then I was myself, and I took the initiative to ask someone for help and introduction.

Therefore, if you really want to talk about it, this person is also Zhao Qiuju's family, begging the village chief to find it, even if he really has any doubts about the yellow-haired girl, it is not good to change people at the moment.

I heard that this Mr. Yin and Yang was found by the village chief from a big city far away.

"So, Jiang Cheng," the head nurse lowered her voice on the other side of the phone, "This matter, you Zhao Qiuju Sister Zhao, I just want to find someone who knows how to be present... Help watch the dots!"

said the head nurse with a hint of inquiry: "Look at this, it's good that you Zhao Qiuju and Sister Zhao have a good relationship with Siya on weekdays......

"Of course that's fine, but," I thought for a moment, "if it's really the kind of Mr. Nanmao who can preside over the funeral, at least on the day of the funeral, he will also look through the old yellow calendar!" Maybe she had other plans."

"What arrangement," in the eyes of the head nurse, "that's a girl who doesn't understand anything.......

The head nurse complained and said that the girl was strange.

The paper binding utensils that I want are also very strange.

In the list of purchased tools, there is actually a paper car, which replaces the paper horse.

Even the head nurse saw it and felt that girl had no real skills.

So, after repeated requests from the head nurse, I agreed.

The right is for Liu Siya's sake... Of course, it is also for the sake of this paper business.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Siya pressed the quilt with her hand, and playfully asked, "How is Jiang Cheng?"

I sat at the head of the bed and retold the general story to Liu Siya.

Of course, I also said that this girl Mr. Yin Yang really asked for a lot of incomprehensible paper tools.

Some of them specifically require materials, and some of them are strange, and there are no goods at all in the warehouse of this information hall.

"What is it?" Liu Siya was interested when she heard it.

I simply said, "Take a paper car!"

Although many large cities have indeed begun to use paper cars to replace paper horses.

With gold bricks, instead of the Stygian coin.

But these things, in Shili Eight Villages, and even my paper-tied book, there is no record of how to use paper paste.

The most bizarre thing is the mobile phone!

"This," I laughed dumbly, it was just weird.

"The city outside will indeed burn these," Liu Siya immediately promised: "Leave these to me, I'll come!"

With that, she got up with great interest... But when he reached out and poked out the quilt, he suddenly realized that he had nothing to hide.

She immediately retracted into the quilt, and her face instantly turned red: "Jiang Cheng, you, you go out!"

"Why?" I asked, pretending to be dumbfounded.

"What do you say," she said, her eyebrows sank, and she looked quite coquettish.

Gotcha, I'm not going to tease her anymore... Got up and left the living room.

From the storeroom on the second floor, all the paper-bound things were removed.

Soon, Liu Siya put on her clothes and came down to help me paste paper together.

During this day, Liu Siya and I were busy making paper.

I can't help but complain myself, why do paper people ask to hold paper lanterns?

I'm going to have to do it all over again.

Fortunately, today, Liu Siya helps make things like paper cars and mobile phones.

I just wait for the color to finish and wait for the paint and paste to wind

Dry... It was already nightfall.

As soon as Liu Siya and I rested for a while, the head nurse arrived as promised and knocked on the door of the consultation hall.

"It's coming," Liu Siya immediately got up and opened the door of the inquiry hall.

I saw that it was not only the head nurse of the town hospital who came that night.

On that day, except for colleagues who worked the night shift at the town hospital, everyone else came.

Among them, there was also the driver's uncle this morning, and the nurse who was in the ambulance at that time.

As soon as they met, the nurse on board asked, "How's it going?" Tired of the day, huh?"

Liu Siya sighed, "Don't mention it... I'm dying of exhaustion!"

"Haha," the nurse laughed directly.

The colleagues around him also laughed out loud.

The driver's uncle, like an old driver, said, "That's the case, at first... It's, it's all like this, but girl, there's who."

The driver's uncle actually stretched his neck, looked at me, and stammered and said, "Then, brother, you have to pay attention to your body, uncle is here, there are some things, we can't eat as food!"

"Haha," everyone laughed, and the ensuing heckling.

Liu Siya's face turned red: "What did you say? Don't get me wrong, we're just making paper figurines."

"Yes, yes," the crowd responded with a little ridicule, "I know you guys are human!"

For a moment, even I couldn't help but be embarrassed by this.

Later, it was the head nurse who relieved the siege: "Okay, don't laugh at them... Two thin-skinned children, how can they stand the mouths of you people."

In the admonition of the head nurse, everyone put away the joke and ridicule.

turned to enter the door in an orderly manner to help, and helped carry out all the paper binding tools that were going to be used tonight.

Zhao Qiuju's family also arranged two vans and a Chang'an car to pull goods.

One is to facilitate the pulling of these dead tools, and the other is to facilitate the pick-up and drop-off, these colleagues who went to the mourning hall to mourn.

Everyone squeezed into two vans, and it took about more than an hour to come to the surrounding villages.

The car went straight to the compound of Zhao Qiuju's house.

When I got out of the car, I saw the mourning hall......

The white silk is dense, and the wreaths are leaning against both sides of the gate in an orderly manner.

In the courtyard, there is mourning music... But there is no sense of sadness in the slightest.

Because in this mournful courtyard, there is still the sound of mahjong.

The moment we approached the compound, I heard the head nurse quietly remind me, "Jiang Cheng, look... Look, it's that girl!"

"Mr. Yin and Yang?" I muttered a sideways look.

It's also strange to say, the first impression of that girl on me is really not like a Mr. Yin and Yang.

Although at first glance, what I saw was only the back.

But when I saw her, I didn't have the imaginary robe at all.

On the contrary, it is wrapped in tulle, which is quite a bit of the Hanfu of the ancients.

Dressed in long hair, wrapped in silver bell hair ornaments, the hair is soft and smooth.

The moment the girl suddenly turned around.......

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