In the morning, the Church of the Holy Child had already opened. There was a coffin under the altar, and inside the opened coffin lid was the expired old Mr. Donna. Well, that doesn't seem like a good way to describe this deceased person, but who can blame him? The funeral took too long.
The funeral has not really started, it is just the open house stage now... Oh, another disrespectful description, but it is true. Obviously, Mr. Old Donna is a highly respected figure in the West District. People who are not on the invitation list cannot participate in the formal ceremony. They can only come to see him for the last time. And there are many such people.
The small trucks commonly used by farmers came and went in front of the church. After entering the church, they took turns placing a bouquet of flowers in front of the coffin, saying some blessings in the name of faith to the pale face in the coffin, and then returning where they came from. . At most, you can linger for a while, chat with the staff who helped with the volunteer phase of the funeral, and be taken to old Mrs. Donna to express condolences.
It's autumn, and farmers in the southern district are very busy.
Sorry, I really can't have any respect for this funeral. Any funeral is fine, we care about other things.
For example, Wes, who had just seen off a farmer, did not continue his work as a funeral volunteer, but went straight to the owner of the funeral home, Zach, who was obviously organizing the funeral but was late.
It needs to be explained first that although Zach was late, it didn't matter. Matthew, Danny, and even Old Hank (Donna's family and Old Hank were old acquaintances. When they accepted the commission to delay the funeral, Zach accepted it because of Old Hank. ) are all here. It doesn’t matter whether Zach comes to this funeral or not. Like us, he was not concerned about the funeral.
"Didn't James come with you?" Zach smiled at Wes and asked casually.
Zach had already seen Jason, who was also working as a volunteer, leading an unknown farmer to the back hall of the church, probably to meet old Mrs. Donna. Except Jason and Wes. Zach also saw the inheritors Mr. and Mrs. Cliff, and some of the guys at their wedding (these people were children who grew up in the orphanage, and Mr. Donna Sr. was the dean and former dean). But obviously, they were going to pretend they didn't know Zach, duh. Some of them I really didn’t know, and Zach didn’t make any new friends at that wedding.
"He doesn't know these people, so why are he here?" Wes curled his lips and answered quite casually, "That." He frowned, "James, um... How many more days will he stay at my house?"
This is a very... unexpected question. Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at the guy in front of him, "Why are you asking me? I didn't ask him to go to your place."
"Isn't it?" Weiss looked around. With a slight signal, he walked to the corner with Zach and lowered his voice, "Didn't you ask him to let me help use the resources of the Southern District Police Station to check the notes on that draft?"
draft? Zach reacted for a while before remembering that he was referring to the original fax. Speaking of which, it's quite speechless. Zach didn't even get the original copy. James hijacked this thing directly from Alice.
"No." Zach wasn't going to take the blame. "I didn't ask him to do anything. He went to find you on his own."
"Uh..." Wes tugged at the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "It doesn't matter. When will he return to Grande?"
"Go back to Grande." Zach repeated West's strange words and curled his lips, "I really don't know. I didn't even know he left with his luggage. I only found out afterward. What's wrong? He lives with you. Is there any trouble there?"
"Yes." It was almost instinctive, but Weiss immediately frowned and shook his head, "It's not uh..." It was too obvious that he wanted to hide it. "It's just a little inconvenient." He frowned even more, and looked back at the direction where Jason disappeared, "Jason is staying at my place, plus James, my house is very small, well, it's inconvenient, this is it. "
Zach used a gossipy smile, "Oh? Does Jason live at your place?"
"Yeah." That was the answer.
Zach raised his eyebrows and said something.
"What do you mean by looking at me like that?" Wes' eyebrows were about to disappear. This is what people who think they have secrets are like this. He tried to explain, "Jason's house was ransacked and the landlord kicked him out. Until he finds a new house, he needs a bed... a couch."
Isn't Zach the kind of childish guy who keeps testing the other person even though he knows he's avoiding something? So Zach dropped his encouraging expression and just smiled. But Wes mentioned some unexpected news, "Jason's home, the original house was ransacked? Is he okay?"
"It's okay." Wes seemed a little impatient, "I guess he was smart and hid in the South District in advance."
Zach thought for a moment and guessed, "Are they the remnants of Fight Club?"
"Yeah." Wes nodded, "After James and his partner Detective Coulson made such big news, I went back with Jason to take a look. They should have found Jason before they took revenge on the police station. Fortunately, Jason avoided it. The group of people must have become angry, so they attacked the police station and James with all their strength. The case has been reported and closed in the North District. Jason is now completely safe. Now only Wait until he finds a new house.”
"That's good." Zach smiled and nodded. Speaking of which, Jason's safety was considered ignored by Zach. After all, he had done everything he could after telling James all the information about the remnants of Fight Club. As a funeral home owner in the South District, Zach would not be able to do it for an insurance salesman in the North District. Bodyguard, "Well, as for James, haha, he only has a month's vacation, it's nothing." Zach actually patted Wes on the shoulder, comforting him
Wes curled his lips, "Forget it, it doesn't matter." He shook his head completely giving up, "By the way, that Sloan, uh... I brought him to the bureau because of Jason's relationship. He is Jason's original landlord, when Jason hid in the South District... Forget it, you won't be interested, let's not talk about it." Wes waved his hand and continued, "James mentioned it, Sloan is with you. Grande, he has time to come out..."
Huh? Is Wes helping Jason find a house? If he can't get rid of James, is he thinking of getting rid of Jason quickly? This guy is pretty funny too.
"No more." Zach's eyes drifted away, still smiling, "I left early in the morning, well, I probably won't be in Barton anymore." What does 'probably' mean? "Haha, if Jason wants to rent a house from him, it's impossible." That's right, 'impossible' is absolute.
No one will be surprised. But the reason why Zach was late was because Zach had just come from the mill. After Lip was rescued. The body was to be sent for cremation. The last step Zach could take to help was now complete.
"Uh..." Wes noticed Zach's expression, "Forget it, I was just asking casually. It's okay, I'll go over there. You can do your business."
Zach nodded, watched Wes leave, continued his reception work, and then turned his attention to the back of the main hall. The funeral didn't really start. Donna's family and official guests were waiting behind. This is where Zach really needs to be 'busy'. Our vampire politely gave way to those passing by while walking towards the back.
If the process and arrangements are consistent. Before the funeral officially begins, Donna's family members and a lawyer all move to a prepared isolation reception room. At the same time, the main hall here will be cleared of non-guest visitors to allow guests in the back to sit.
Now this process has not started. Zach walked from the somewhat crowded main hall into the equally crowded back hall. Naturally, the first thing Zach saw was someone he knew, Mr. Green.
This middle-aged man seemed to be in a corner holding a glass of something unknown, and there was no concealment of sadness on his face. At the funeral of a friend of equal status. It's normal to show sadness.
Lip, the son of Mr. Green who had just committed suicide. Zach was cremated without his knowledge, and the remains after the cremation were probably thrown into the sea by an employee sent by Madison. Zach had no intention of contacting him.
Our vampire leaned against the wall, trying to stay out of Mr. Green's view. He walked purposefully towards the deepest place, where Mrs. Quinn was sitting.
Even Amanda behind Mrs. Quinn saw Zach and gave an obscure smile. Mrs. Quinn herself also saw Zach and turned her gaze to one side. Signing to a private place to talk... Mr. Green saw Zach.
To be precise, it was noticed.
"Mr. Grande, you are late." Old Mrs. Donna stood in front of Zach and stared at him with an expressionless face. "The process has been delayed. Shouldn't you do something? Do you still want to Let my husband be treated like a zoo animal and be watched for as long as possible."
Very well, everyone's eyes are on Zach, including of course Mr. Green.
Although I don’t want to say it this way, this is also an arranged process. Zach just didn't expect old Mrs. Donna to start... performing at this time.
"I'm sorry, Madam." Zach bowed slightly and apologized, but his expression matched that of old Mrs. Donna, showing that he was not sincere at all. "In the funeral arrangements, Madam, you did not mention that there would be so many outsiders visiting, Glenn. Naturally, the preparation for virtue will not be that complete.”
"Are you saying it's my fault?!" Old Mrs. Donna was very 'professional' and shook her body. Of course, someone beside her quickly supported her.
"I didn't say anyone was wrong." Zach bowed again, "I was just stating the facts. Madam, you spent too much time thinking about the coffin, cemetery, guests, and ceremony. I hope that your husband's funeral will be perfect. But you The neglect of your husband does not belong only to you and your family, but also to these waiting friends... "
What the hell is Zach talking about!
"... still belongs to those people." Zach pointed behind him in the main hall, "Madam should be happy about this situation. The death of Mr. Donna is a pity for everyone who is willing to come here today. Madam should not just prepare herself to come out. A perfect funeral, consider what it means for those outside to come, your husband will want to see this happen."
Old Mrs. Donna shook her body in a "professional" manner again, stared at Zach, and then withdrew her gaze for a while, "A quarter of an hour, I'll wait for another quarter of an hour. At the end of the day, it's my husband's funeral, and I don't want to worry about those people outside. It will affect my husband's funeral." After saying that, she motioned to the person supporting her to go to the seat.
Is there any significance to this performance? I’ll tell you later. Now-
Zach lowered his head slightly, and waited until the figure of old Mrs. Donna disappeared from sight before raising his gaze, just in time to meet Mr. Green who kept winking at him. Why. Zach reluctantly stepped aside, took a few steps around, and then walked in the direction indicated by Mr. Green.
Avoiding the sight of most people, Mr. Green hid behind a potted plant in a ridiculous manner and lowered his voice, "G, Mr. Grande..."
"Just Zach." Zach lowered his voice in cooperation and glanced in the direction of Mrs. Quinn. Mrs. Quinn's face was full of doubts, but she could only purse her lips and wait for Zach to finish.
"Zach, Zach. I, I had a strange, um, dream last night... I, dreamed, that my Li, Pu, I..."
"Mr. Green." The other party paused so strangely that Zach's interruption would not seem rude, "Do you have anything to say to me? Now? Here?" Zach wanted to remind the other party that this was not appropriate, because In the eyes of others, do Mr. Green and Zach know each other? No, isn't the owner of the funeral home the kind of guy you only know if you have a funeral? Does the Green family hold funerals? In the eyes of others, no.
Making people speechless, Mr. Green shrank behind the potted plant, as if it really had any effect, "Well, I, I came early, I wanted to go to the cemetery and see Lip, but yours , that, the security guard, no, won’t let me in..."
Zach pursed his lips, really not knowing how to respond to this sentence.
When he didn't get a response from Zach, Mr. Green continued with an even sadder expression, "Well, well, I, I can't register, you know, I said I was just going to Beiyuan, and he, they weren't allowed... "
"Then don't go." Zach's face was expressionless and he looked directly into the other person's eyes. "Mr. Green, you should know that Grande was the one who took the risk when I initially accepted your commission. I have already I even helped you have a secret funeral and allowed you to visit a few times. That's enough, Mr. Green. Since you understand that you can't register with the security guard, you should understand that if you continue like this, it will be harmful to you and to you. Grande is not a good person, it’s time to let go.”
"Let go..." Mr. Green looked at Zach with his wide eyes. When he could see his lost look through his light green irises, his vision was completely out of focus. "It's time, it's time to let go." ?”
Zach looked away, turned around and said, "That's it, Mr. Green, I wish you a nice day." He left.
After adjusting his emotions while walking through the crowd, Zach looked in the direction of Mrs. Quinn again. Mrs. Quinn cast a confirming look, "No one else will stop you?" '
'Not anymore. 'Zach responded.
Mrs. Quinn nodded slightly, stood up from her seat, pointed in a direction, and passed first, accompanied by Amanda.
Please don't think of Mrs. Quinn as being funny like Mr. Green. Her conversation with Zach also requires sex, and how could such two characters use a potted plant as a tool to provide sex. (.)