My master is invincible

Chapter 187 Yang Coffin (40)

After my father said this, he stood by and looked at me. Not long after, my mother found a lock, and my father dragged me into the room, saying angrily: "Only by locking you up can I lock you up." rest assured."

I was unwilling in every possible way, and while exerting force in the opposite direction of the room, I said, "Mom, I'm doing a funeral for my aunt's house, lock me up, and no one will do the funeral."

The mother froze for a moment, thought about it for seventeen or eighteen seconds, and said in a deep voice, "That's not okay, even if it's for the county leader's family to hold a funeral, I just want my son to be safe."

As I said that, my mother helped my father drag me into the room. Without saying a word, she took the mobile phone from me, turned it off in front of me, and closed the door. Immediately afterwards, I heard the door was locked. up.

"Father, listen to my explanation. This funeral is very important. It might cause death. Let me go out quickly. I promise you that after this funeral, I will never touch it in the future." , Try to say good things to your father.

"No!" Father said in a deep voice, and then there was the sound of his father's footsteps leaving.

My mother lingered outside the door for a while, sighed, and said, "Jiuyazi, don't blame us, we have no other choice, we are afraid that you will become like Lao Wang, although our family is a little poor, but the health Health is more important than money, you stay in it obediently! Let your father take you to the train station early tomorrow morning, and then work hard in the factory."

After saying this, the sound of mother's footsteps leaving came.

I was locked in the room, anxious like an ant on a hot pot. This incident happened so suddenly. I thought I could take it over after talking to my father. How could I know that my parents reacted so strongly? Look at the situation , They are determined to send me to Guangzhou to enter the factory.

What to do, what to do, today is the third day of the funeral, the road will be opened tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, the coffin will be carried up the mountain. Time is very urgent, I must escape, otherwise, the funeral may really happen. What's more, Gao Lao's revenge has not yet been avenged.

Thinking of this, I took a look in the room. The room is very monotonous. There is a bed, a wardrobe, and a few stools. There is only one exit, which is the door. However, my parents locked it. It is impossible to go out. .

After looking around for a while, my eyes stopped on the window at the back of the room. This window is an old-fashioned wooden window with seven or eight wooden slats horizontally in the middle. Due to the long time at the end of the year, the window was a little black. Very, it is completely impossible to break.

I tried to find some sharp weapons in the room, cut off the wooden window and escaped, but there was no way. This funeral meant too much to me, and there must be no problems, even if my father hung me on the beam afterwards and beat me, I would too.Because I have to be responsible for the dead and avenge Gao Lao.

Imagination is always beautiful. I turned the room upside down, but I didn’t find a sharp tool. I only found a cross screwdriver, which is specially designed for screwing. It is obviously impossible to use it to open wooden windows. You know The old-fashioned wooden windows are all built in earth bricks.

I sat powerlessly on the head of the bed, thinking about how to escape, but in the end I couldn’t help it. I yelled at Fatty Guo and Stutter outside the door. How could I know that my mother’s voice came from outside, and she said: " Stop yelling, I have already sent them back, you should just stay in your room!"

This last ray of hope was cut off by my mother, and I was stunned for a long time, thinking about the road ahead, do I really want to leave those eight immortals and go to work in a shoe factory?I don't want to, I don't want to leave those eight immortals, I am their leader, and I am responsible for their future. Envy, respect.I want to use actions and facts to tell those laymen that we coffin bearers are not lowly or inferior to anyone else, and I want laymen to sincerely say to the Eight Immortals that the coffin bearers are amazing.

Thinking back now, many things are destined to be like this. I was locked in the room by my parents by accident, but it made me understand where my future is going and what I need to do. It can even be said that my parents locked me Being in the room was a turning point in my life.

In the past, I only knew how to carry the coffin and make more money. After this time, I no longer think like this, but as a coffin bearer, what can I do for this industry, and how can I change the way laymen treat us? The coffin bearer's view.

This is often the case in life. If you don't experience some things and encounter setbacks, you will never understand some truths.For me, life is about constantly experiencing, constantly encountering setbacks, constantly growing, and constantly learning lessons during the growth process to make myself stronger.Even laymen think that what I do is a lowly job, and there is no future in my future life.

However, I always believe in one sentence, 360 five elements, and the best of all.As long as I do this job in a down-to-earth manner, be responsible to the deceased, and respect the industry, there will always be a day when I will stand out, and I will let my parents feel that it was a wise decision to let me enter the coffin bearer, instead of being afraid of others Talking nonsense, afraid that I will lose my arms and legs, and put me in the room.

At this point in my thoughts, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down, took a cross screwdriver and poked it on the wooden window once, twice, three times, about a hundred times in one breath, and several blisters appeared on my hands Fortunately, a corner of the wooden window was poked open by me. Although it was only as big as a thumb, it still proved that my method was effective.

After an afternoon of hard work, the wooden window poked a hole the size of a fist. At this speed, it was obviously impossible to escape early tomorrow morning, but I still did not give up.During this period, my mother was afraid that I would escape, so she kept guarding outside the room and asked me a few words from time to time.

When the evening was approaching, my father came back and handed in a train ticket through the crack of the door. It said, from Hengyang to Guangzhou, the ticket at 10:37 noon, the date was tomorrow.

The father said lightly through the door: "Jiu Yazi, don't blame the father, clean up well, get some sleep, and I will send you to Guangzhou tomorrow. I don't expect you to be very successful, I just hope that your life will be safe and sound." married and had children."

I was silent, didn't speak, and understood very well in my heart that my parents were doing it for my own good.However, they didn't understand my persistence. The post-[-]s generation was born with rebellion. In this regard, like all post-[-]s post-[-]s, I also have my own little rebellion.

Seeing that I didn't speak, my father sighed deeply. Then, the sound of a lighter sounded, and my father was smoking a dull cigarette.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, there was a noise at the door. I hurriedly found a black cloth to block the window and pretended to pack my things.

(End of this chapter)