And the other side.

It took an afternoon for Lin Rou to discuss the process of the aftermath with Uncle Wang's family.

From the arrangement of the mourning site to the feng shui selection of the cemetery, she completed them one by one.

Because it is a happy funeral, it is held more grandly, and you can earn about 8,000 yuan from it.

This money doesn't seem like much, but for Lin Rou now, it's already a relief in the snow, enough to maintain the store's expenses for the next few months.

After a busy afternoon, when she returned to the store, she sat down on the sofa motionless.

I pulled out my phone and wanted to order a takeout to treat myself.

However, just turn on the screen.

At the top of the screen, dozens of red dots caught her attention.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

After clicking in, various background messages immediately attracted his attention.

"173 users such as Baiyi Guojiang have followed you!"

"Your comments under your Yu Ge video in the society have got new likes!"

Boy.

Lin Rou didn't expect that her comments on other people's videos would become popular.

Could it be that Brother Yu realized that his life was short and planned to prepare for the funeral service in advance?

Thinking of this, Lin Rou immediately clicked in.

The page jumped to the video of the bombing of the street.

In the video, Zhao Xinyu shook his hand twice on the side of the road, and then rode a motorcycle and began to blow up the street.

But the video is not the point, the point is the commentary.

After clicking into the comment area, Lin Rou understood what was going on.

No wonder it can be popular, and after a long time, it was his own comments that were put on top by others!

Under her comment, there are countless netizens leaving messages.

"Good fellows! Do business and do the sound of douyin up! ”

"Is even the funeral industry engaged in involution these days?"

"Landlord, I want to ask, is the one-stop service real, is it the kind I want?"

"Can you burn a handsome male star for me when I die?"

......

Seeing these comments, Lin Rou was amused by sand sculpture netizens.

Of course, in addition to some netizens who ridiculed and joked, there were also some spiritual guys who were angry below.

However, whether it was a ridiculous sand sculpture netizen or an angry spiritual guy, Lin Rou didn't take it seriously.

She felt a little helpless.

I'm really here to do business, why do you think I'm joking?

But the explanation is also unclear.

No matter what she says, netizens will think he is joking.

Lin Rou thought about it for a while, and continued to make a comment below.

"There are thousands of roads, safety first, driving is not standardized, and relatives are in tears!"

Although she is in the business of the dead.

But it doesn't mean that in order to do business, I wish others would die.

Besides, she and "Society Brother Yu" are 108,000 meters away, and even if they really do business, they can't do each other's heads.

With the idea that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, Lin Rou still gave a final advice.

Of course.

Whether the other party will listen or not, it's none of her business.

The two of them couldn't fight together, and Lin Rou didn't have the time to dissuade them too much.

And as the old saying goes, good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, and if the other party really wants to die, then she can't help it.

After leaving a message again.

She swiped her phone again, and when she finished eating takeout, she continued to get busy.

Just when Lin Rou was busy doing the funeral for Uncle Wang.

Meanwhile.

In a county town, Zhao Xinyu took a group of fox friends and dog friends to prepare to bomb the street.

A group of them stood on the side of the road, with colorful ghostly motorcycles by their side, ready to go.

Wait in the process.

Zhao Xinyu and a few people next to him had a sentence without saying a word.

"Brother Yu, just now there was news from Lao Li's side, saying that there is a traffic police who want to strictly investigate the street bombing behavior tonight! Why don't we cancel our plans for tonight? ”

One of the spirited guys with dyed green hair said.

Hearing this, Zhao Xinyu glanced at the other party with disdain.

Lao Li is also a member of their group of spiritual guys, and he is very well-informed.

He said that there will be a strict investigation by the traffic police tonight, which means that there is a high probability that the traffic police will come.

But how could Zhao Xinyu be afraid of this?

I saw him grab two handfuls of colorful hair, and said in a very pretentious tone: "Traffic police? Come on, come on, when did your brother Yu ever be afraid of those things? As far as my newly modified ghost fire is concerned, maybe I can play a trick on the traffic police, and when the time comes, it will definitely explode if I post it on the Internet! ”

As he finished speaking, the others around him chimed in.

One sentence at a time, Brother Yu is awesome, constantly instigating.

Anyway, it's not them who are playing with their lives, and besides, they also want to use Zhao Xinyu to become popular on the Internet.

In this case, it is natural to instigate and go along with it.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the green-haired boy sighed helplessly and didn't say anything more.

That's it.

The clock was fast approaching half past eleven.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhao Xinyu ordered one of the younger brothers to hold a camera next to him to shoot.

He first stood on the side of the road, wearing a set of Wangzi tights and shaking his hands.

After shaking his hand, he got on the ghost fire motorcycle and was ready to set off.

After unscrewing the throttle.

The engine burst into a loud rumbling sound.

A loud noise sounded, and Zhao Xinyu seemed to have been stimulated by something, and the whole person became excited.

Not to mention the group of little brothers beside him, they kept shouting that Brother Yu was mighty, and they couldn't wait to instigate Zhao Xinyu to start bombing the streets now.

That's it.

Zhao Xinyu tightened the accelerator, released the brake, and sprinted out like a ghost.

While driving, he was still holding his mobile phone in his left hand and kept taking selfies.

There were several other motorcycles behind him, and they also took out their mobile phones and kept shooting.

In order to achieve the best video effect, Zhao Xinyu has always used this multi-camera shooting method.

Soon, though, the unexpected happened.

His motorcycle was newly modified with a replacement engine, so it was very fast.

The little brothers behind him couldn't catch up, and shouted helplessly.

"Brother Yu, you drive slowly, we can't keep up!"

"Yes, Brother Yu, it's not safe to drive too fast!"

"Brother Yu is waiting for us!"

Hearing the shouts of the little brothers behind him, Zhao Xinyu not only slowed down, but showed an even more disdainful smile on his face.

"Made, general waste! Can't catch up with this speed? ”

After cursing in a low voice.

He accelerated again, pulled out his phone in his left hand, and continued to shoot.

While shooting, he kept chanting in his mouth.

"Brothers, the ghost fire bombed the street, just ask you if you are handsome?"