The autumn in H City, according to common sense, should be high and cool, with light clouds and light winds. But today's weather is a little different, the clouds are very low and heavy, and it feels like they are pressing on the top of their heads, which makes people breathless.

The entrance to the funeral parlor in H City.

A group of agitated people gathered around a small, haggard woman, arguing fiercely:

"What? No money? If you don't have money, we'll pull people to your house! ”

"If you don't give us the money, don't think about your family's future!"

The deafening voice echoed in Zhao Xiaorou's ears alternately, and she looked at the splattering mouths in the crowd in a daze, and didn't know which sentence to reply to for a while.

A tall man pushed away the crowd, rushed to Zhao Xiaorou, grabbed her arm, and said fiercely: "If you don't lose money, I'll send you to prison." ”

Zhao Xiaorou was already thin, and when she was pushed by a tall man like this, her body couldn't help but fall back, but fortunately, her best friend Jiang Ling behind her helped her.

"It's not that I won't pay you money, it's just that I can't take out so much cash at once, you see, this happened so suddenly, no one thought of it, right, give us some time, and when we figure things out, it's not too late to pay you back?"

Jiang Ling explained to the tall man.

"How do you find out, the traffic police said it clearly, drunk driving, your husband is responsible!"

The tall man's saliva sprayed Zhao Xiaorou's face.

Zhao Xiaorou glanced up at the tall man, then looked around at the surrounding crowd, and said softly, "I'll pay for it." ”

Her voice was soft, but it was very intimidating, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

"Funeral expenses plus spiritual solace, a total of 1.2 million!" As soon as the tall man stretched out his hand, he almost hit the tip of Zhao Xiaorou's nose. Jiang Ling pushed his hand away, glared at him and said, "You are robbing." ”

Zhao Xiaorou slowly raised her left hand, her hand was very thin and thin, and the big diamond ring on her ring finger was very conspicuous.

The scene when Lu Honggang proposed to her appeared in front of her eyes: Lu Honggang held this big diamond ring, knelt on one knee, and said, "Xiaorou, marry me, I will take care of you for the rest of your life." ”

Lu Honggang didn't even fulfill a single hair, after getting married, their marriage and economic situation continued to have accidents, and after every accident passed, Zhao Xiaorou prayed in her heart, this should be the last time, there will be no more unbearable things than this.

However, she never expected that unbearable things still happened, Lu Honggang drank and drove, and the car was destroyed and killed on the spot, which was not enough, he not only gave his own life, but also took away the life of a friend in his car, and there was a seriously injured person in the car, a lady, lying in the intensive care unit at the moment, whether he was dead or alive, or an unknown.

However, this car accident happened strangely, a good section of the highway, there are no cars and no obstacles, although it is drunk driving, but according to Lu Honggang's drinking, the general situation is not drunk, even if he drinks and drives, he will not directly drive the car to the sycamore book in the green belt.

Xiaorou went to the traffic police brigade, and saw from the surveillance screen that their car rushed straight to the plane tree on the green belt as if it had been hit, as if it had deliberately crashed into it.

However, the surveillance only captured the end of the butt of the car, and it was really impossible to see what happened in the car at that time.

The other deceased in the car, Song Yiqian, was a business friend with Lu Honggang, and the tall man was Song Yiqian's younger brother Song Yikun.

For Song Yiqian's death, their family is not very sad, their only purpose is to ask for money, they said, the money is in place, they themselves hold the ashes home, the money is not in place, then everyone is not happy.

Zhao Xiaorou took off the ring on her finger, handed it to Song Yikun, and said: "This ring was bought by Hong Gang, I have read the invoice, it is 2 million, I will mortgage it to you first, and when I get the money together, I will redeem it from you." ”

Song Yikun took the ring, glanced at it and said, "This ring can't be fake, right?" Lu Honggang, that kid, what can't you do? ”

Jiang Ling shouted on the side: "Are you crazy, this is your wedding ring." ”

Zhao Xiaorou's eyes were moist, and her voice was like a mosquito and a fly: "People are no more, nothing else matters." ”

Song Yiqian's family was sent away with a ring, but on her husband's side, her mother-in-law and sister-in-law are not good at stubble.

Just now, Song Yikun and the others went to the mourning hall to make trouble, and her mother-in-law pointed at her and said, "You take them away, you can figure out how to deal with them yourself, don't let my son go uneasy." ”

She could only bring Song Yiqian's family to the door of the funeral home to negotiate, and when she left with them, she also heard her mother-in-law crying and scolding behind her back: "You broom star, Kefu life, it's you, kill my son~~~"

Jiang Ling looked at Zhao Xiaorou's hesitant legs and had to move, knowing that she didn't want to face her mother-in-law's family, she said distressedly: "Rou, otherwise, when you arrive at the mourning hall, you cry, and then you pretend to faint, I will send you home and let them deal with it." ”

Xiao Rou sighed, and said faintly: "I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth, and in the future, I still have to face it." ”

"I'll talk about it later, at least I won't make them look ugly in front of so many people."

Jiang Ling is Zhao Xiaorou's best friend and classmate, the two have been together since the first grade of primary school, and later went to junior high school and high school together, and even university was admitted to the same school.

Zhao Xiaorou looked at Jiang Ling gratefully and said, "It's good to have you, otherwise, I don't know how to get through." ”

Jiang Ling's height was a head taller than Zhao Xiaorou, she took Xiaorou into her arms and said, "Then you just listen to me, for a while, fainting is, other things, I will help you deal with it." ”

As expected, when they returned to the mourning hall, Zhao Xiaorou's mother-in-law wiped the tears from her face and yelled at Zhao Xiaorou: "Now our Lu family is the last one, the son is gone, and the grandson is not left ~~~~~~."

Looking at her appearance, and continuing to count Xiaorou's crimes in front of many relatives, Jiang Ling pinched Zhao Xiaorou's waist hard, suggesting that she could faint.

Zhao Xiaorou thought that after all, it was her husband's funeral, although in the past five years of marriage, Lu Honggang's performance was not satisfactory, but one day husband and wife for a hundred days, he couldn't be absent from the funeral.

But the mother-in-law in front of her is menacing, and the sister-in-law next to her is angry, and there is a posture of mountain rain coming and the wind is full of buildings, if she opens her mouth slightly, her sister-in-law will pounce on her and bite.