The next afternoon, the weather was fine and sunny;
The funerals of Yueya and Zheng Qiang were brought forward.
Because tomorrow night is the day when the gates of hell will reopen and Boss Zhou and others will be promoted.
It always feels awkward to hold a wedding and a funeral on the same day. Although everyone in the bookstore is "weathered", it is possible to have a sad face and then a happy face in the same day, but it just feels a bit disgusting.
I feel a little guilty about putting the funeral after the wedding.
so,
It's ahead of schedule.
The two tombs are close together and the location is not bad.
There is a river in front and Langshan Mountain in the back. The air is fresh and less than 3,000 meters away is a subway station that is about to be built. The transportation is convenient and there are schools and hospitals nearby. It is indeed a prime location.
Worth investing, worth moving in first!
Yes,
This is what the tomb salesperson said when selling to Zhou Ze and others.
The speculation of houses where people live was not invented by the Chinese, but we are good at learning and have developed it on the basis of the original.
At the same time, we are also good at innovation. With the advent of an aging population, the real estate market for the dead has shown great development prospects.
The two tombs, including various miscellaneous expenses, cost a total of 240,000 yuan.
The money was paid from the bookstore's public account, but Lawyer An paid it first.
Boss Zhou, who has always been frugal, is very open-minded about this money.
Funerals are actually very simple.
Yueya's body was burned into charcoal, and Zheng Qiangtian knew where she was buried.
Besides,
It is inappropriate to burn their current bodies into ashes for burial.
The physical body in this life was just a temporary residence borrowed by me when I was a ghost messenger.
So, the tomb that they bought with so much money actually contained some of their personal belongings and was a cenotaph.
The old Taoist sat in a wheelchair, carefully placing incense and candles.
The rest of the people stood in a row. There was no emcee or organization. Everyone calmly and tacitly began to observe a moment of silence.
No one said it was over, but everyone seemed to sense it and slowly relaxed.
The deaths of Zheng Qiang and Yueya broke the record of no casualties among the bookstore employees so far, but no one felt it was so terrible. After all, sometimes things really cannot be avoided by being careful.
Whether ordinary people are organizing a funeral or attending a funeral, although they all know in their hearts that this is a ceremony performed for the living, in fact, there may be some reverence in it to a greater or lesser extent.
It was as if the deceased lying in the freezer, about to be sent for cremation, was looking at him at this moment.
Fortunately, there was no such feeling at this funeral, because everyone present knew that Yueya and Zheng Qiang were no longer alive.
The show is over.
Everyone took their own cars back.
The others all went back to the bookstore, while Lao Zhang went back to the bureau to work.
In fact, at this moment, after all, the incident had just happened, and normal people would think that it was safest to stay with the boss, but Lao Zhang was an exception.
Even Zhou Ze did not object to Lao Zhang continuing his previous life. After all, political correctness also needs to be updated in real time to stay young.
Lao Zhang got into his car, fastened his seat belt, and was about to start the car when he found someone sitting in the passenger seat.
“Wow!”
Old Zhang was shocked!
Fortunately, Lao Zhang didn't swear this time.
According to unreliable statistics, more than 70% of Chinese people's swear words are related to greeting the other person's ancestors, and the person in front of him is someone that Lao Zhang absolutely cannot greet.
"Healed?"
The little boy asked.
"Okay, that's it."
Old Zhang nodded. In fact, he only had some superficial injuries, which would not be a big deal after a little treatment.
"It's better to rest more." said the little boy.
"It's fine."
The little boy rolled his eyes, sighed, and said, "Your boss and his men will be canonized tomorrow."
"Yes, I know. You were the one who conferred the title on them."
"Yeah, it's a pity you're not in there."
“Uh… Hehe.”
"I know that thing that lives inside you, and it's really powerful."
"Um."
"But, my eldest grandson."
"Uh... Yeah."
"After all, you are not your boss. How should I put it? I find that your boss should have reached another level.
A state that ordinary people simply cannot reach, imitate, or learn.
I mean, the relationship between him and the terrible being inside him,
You understand, right
"Although I don't know what you are talking about, I understand the general meaning."
"It is very difficult for you to achieve a relationship with the one inside you. In fact, even up to now, you have only stolen a part of the power and sealed it in your body."
"It was done by the boss and his men."
“You’re blaming them…”
"No, that's not what I meant."
"Well, don't hold grudges, never at any time. Thunder, rain and dew are all grace from the Lord."
"I'm surprised you would say something like this."
"Isn't this for the sake of our descendants?"
"Um."
"So, what I want to say is that your own ability is the foundation of your life. To be honest, this time two ghost messengers died, and this should have been your chance.
It is common for a chief constable to recruit three to five ghost officers as his subordinates to form his own initial team.
Look at An Buqi. Feng Si'er was accepted by An Buqi when he was the head of the police. Later, both of them became inspectors, but they were still inseparable from Jiao and Meng Meng.
Your current position is just like the close ministers in the prince's mansion before. You have the opportunity to soar to the sky."
"I don't think too much about it. I just want to go to work and work well every day. I hope Tongcheng and the people of Tongcheng can live and work in peace and contentment every day."
The little boy pointed to his face and said:
"Does your leader also have a baby face?"
Old Zhang shook his head.
"Then it must be that my face looks like a camera?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Why did you say that?"
"I sincerely want to..."
"Okay, okay, I give in, I give in, damn, now I really regret why I didn't cum your dad's dad's dad on the wall!"
“… …” Lao Zhang.
"Actually, I think that sometimes, when doing things, we can really care less about personal gains and losses. In this way, life may be easier, or in other words, life can be more meaningful."
"Do I need you to teach me this? I already had this understanding when I killed the foreigners!"
Lao Zhang nodded obediently.
"Okay, your son, my great-great... Forget it, my grandson is getting married, right?"
"Yes, we are already engaged, and we have obtained the marriage certificate. This time we will hold the formal wedding banquet among our relatives."
"What have you prepared as a father?"
"I'm his boss. It's not appropriate to give him something too expensive."
"Hey, he's your son, so you don't have to be so stubborn, right?"
Lao Zhang licked his lips and said:
"My previous house and savings are all considered my inheritance and left to him."
"How much money can there be? If my eldest daughter-in-law (Lao Zhang's mother) hadn't been able to do some business, you men in the Zhang family probably wouldn't even be able to buy a house for your children now."
"Yes, yes, yes."
The generations are already messed up, and Lao Zhang doesn't bother to correct it because it's too difficult to understand.
We can’t blame the ancients for not noticing this when they created words. After all, ordinary people don’t use them.
"I've figured it out. Your boss is just using you as a signboard."
Old Zhang smiled.
"Okay, put me down in the square ahead."
"Where are you going? I'll take you there."
"I'll go to the high-speed rail station, go to Nanjing first, then transfer to the high-speed rail to Beijing, and fly back tomorrow afternoon."
After all, he still has to organize the enthronement ceremony for Zhou Ze and the others tomorrow night.
"Are you in such a hurry?"
"After the canonization tomorrow, I have to go out and canonize other people. It will be difficult for me to return to Tongcheng in a short period of time."
"That… … "
"I once buried some small yellow croakers in Tianjin, not many, and I had forgotten about it. Now that my eldest grandson is getting married soon, I have to send something over."
"He's not short of money."
"hehe."
"I'll take you straight to the train station."
"Without delaying your great work?"
"How can that be possible?"
"Okay, you are a filial grandson."
“… …” Lao Zhang.
"I say, find an opportunity to let Xiaofeng leave the police force, live a peaceful life and give birth to a child as soon as possible;
As an ancestor, I have already thought of the names for the new generation. The girl will be named Zhang Tingting and the boy will be named Zhang Weiguo.
What do you think
"It's quite rustic."
"Heh, the King of Western Chu, Xiang Yu, and the First Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng. Isn't that because Xiang Yu and Ying Zheng were named after them? There were people first, then there were names!"
"I think it depends on the children's opinions. Last time I heard Xiaofeng chatting with a colleague in the corridor, she said that they planned to have two children, one with the boy's surname and one with the girl's surname."
"Bullshit, he dares! I'll beat him up!"
"Well, you have that power."
You can even beat me, his father, let alone him.
"Let him leave the police force."
"I think being a policeman is pretty good, really. If he likes it, then let him be one. Besides, in this society, there's always someone needed to do these things. He's my son, and I can still keep an eye on him. At least I can make sure he doesn't become a bad policeman.
I think that as elders, we should support their choices and not obstruct them, which is wrong.”
"Oh, you are talking without any pain in your waist."
The little boy rolled his eyes at the old man.
After returning to the sun,
Happily searching for information about his descendants,
I found out that this one was glorious, that one was glorious, and this one was also glorious. This feeling is really heartbreaking.
"Look at what you said. I really mean it."
At this time,
Lao Zhang's cell phone rang.
Lao Zhang answered the phone:
"Hey, Chief, what's going on? What's going on
Ah, the undercover candidate has been selected, right? I obey the organization's arrangements and believe in the organization's vision.
Oh, it’s Zhang Feng, send Zhang Feng to…”
Old Zhang was stunned for a moment.
Then he held the phone and roared:
"How dare you!"