The years I was a birdman

Chapter 151 Setting up a mourning hall

It's really embarrassing to say that this scene is seen in the eyes.

Originally, the atmosphere in the room was extremely sad. Think about it, the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. The old lady cried and cried while holding the coffin. Right and wrong, Fatty Li put away his playful smiles at this time, but on the sofa next to him, there were actually these two guys kissing me and me.

It's shameless enough, but Zhang Shifei is now an outsider. Seeing that the Dong family members are speechless, he naturally doesn't go to find that uncomfortable person, but just glances at them.

I saw that the man was about 30 years old, wearing a black suit and black trousers. He was tall and slender, about 1.8 meters tall. Let me mention here, Zhang Shifei’s height is 1.7 meters five. Good impression, that man is not only tall, but also very stylish, with a chiseled face and slightly short hair, but he looks more like a model than an office worker, but his face is very white Shi Fei's face was even paler, and his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his mind.

That woman was different. She was dressed in a yellow dress. The lemon yellow dress looked very eye-catching in this desolate room. She was not very tall, only 1.6 meters tall, barefoot, sitting sideways. In the man's arms, straight long hair, oval face, two jade arms wrapped around the man's neck, looking at him affectionately, with a smile on his face.

There are dead people over there, but here they are still kissing me. This picture is really indecent and ethical. Zhang Shifei curled his lips, and then turned his face away from seeing the sticky couple. Because he looked around politely, and secondly, because the room was also full of the kind of 'qi' that made him feel uncomfortable, and it was very thick. He noticed it as soon as he entered the room. As for not knowing where it came from.

When the three of them first entered the house, the old head Dong went to the coffin and mixed up with his wife, and told her the purpose of Mr. Cui and his party. It was at this moment that the woman in yellow on the sofa paid attention. Someone came into the room again, she turned her head to look, and couldn't help but be amused, and she said to Mr Cui with a smile all over her face: "Qin Aide, you are here."

No way, they know each other?Zhang Shifei was surprised. He looked at Mr. Cui, only to see that Mr. Cui heard the woman calling him, so he nodded to her, but said nothing.

Damn, no, the two of them have an affair too, it's a lot of money to split up, Li Lanying thought in her mind, this little girl is really brave enough to flirt with another man when she's on top of a man, and 'honey' ',I bother!

The two looked at the contempt on Mr. Cui's face. Mr. Cui didn't feel anything. At this time, the old woman was helped by the old Dongtou. She was also gray-haired and wrinkled, and her eyes were dark. Swollen from crying, Mr. Cui hurriedly stepped forward when he saw the two of them coming, and then said softly, "Auntie, I am Xiao Cui who is here to arrange the marriage for your son."

The old lady was supported by the old man Dong, looked Mr. Cui up and down, then sighed and said: "I'm sorry for your trouble...Xiao Cui, my son... woo..."

The old lady Dong was very sad, and when she mentioned her son, she began to cry again. Mr. Cui hurriedly took out a pack of tissue paper from his handbag, handed it over and said: "Dead people can't be resurrected, old man, please give me condolences. Don't worry, I will try my best to let your son go in a decent way."

"Thank you, thank you." After all, Mrs. Dong was old and couldn't stand such a torment. After she said thank you twice, her whole body went limp and she almost passed out. That old Mrs. Dong He and Mr. Cui hurriedly supported her, Mr. Cui said: "Uncle Dong, my aunt is weak now, you can take her to that room to rest for a while, I will prepare for your son's burial after I pay my respects."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Cui." The old Dong nodded, seemingly ignoring the two things on the sofa, and helped his wife out. Seeing them walking out of the room, Mr. Cui sighed , did not look at the remains of the bird, but walked to the sofa, and sighed to the frivolous woman in yellow: "Elder sister, how did you know my phone number?"

The woman in yellow smiled, and then said: "I saw it when you came last time, Qin Aide, my wish has finally come true, this last favor, you will not help me."

Mr. Cui smiled wryly on one side of his face, and then said to her helplessly, "If I didn't help you, I wouldn't have come."

It seems that they are acquaintances, and it must be this girl who invited Mr. Cui. Could it be that she is the 'Dong Shanshan' that Mr. Cui mentioned?When Zhang Shifei thought about it, he shivered again. Maybe it was because the coffin couldn't let the sun shine on it. It never disappeared in the end, and there was a black coffin not far away. Is there anything in the house, where is it?"

Mr. Cui turned around and looked at the two of them. His expression seemed a little speechless. At this time, the woman in yellow smiled and said to Mr. Cui: "These two are...?"

Mr. Cui sighed at the woman in yellow, and said, "My younger brother is just like me back then, ignorant."

The woman in yellow looked at Zhang Shifei, seeming to remember what happened before, she smiled without saying a word, that Zhang Shifei was a little puzzled, and seeing that Mr. Cui ignored him, she asked: "Brother, what do I ask you? Isn’t there a ghost, where is it?”

Suddenly, Mr. Cui pointed to the black wooden coffin over there, somewhat dumbfounded, and said, "It's in Shoucai, go and see for yourself."

After hearing what Mr. Cui said, Zhang Shifei nodded to Li Lanying. The two were really curious about what the legendary "ghost" looked like. Mr. Cui said that the "ghost" was in the coffin, which was reasonable. Zhang Shifei thought of it.

He is not afraid of looking at dead people, since he came back from Yingzhou, he has seen dead people. For example, He Qian's death was miserable, but it was better than those egg demons who were covered in mucus and spit blood at every turn. So, Now Zhang and Li are numb, it can be said that the taste is quite strong, so the two walked over.

The lid of the coffin is not closed. There is a saying here. One is that the funeral has just happened, and the guests who come to express condolences need to see the deceased for the last time. The other is that the coffin is closed before going out, which will easily prevent the soul of the deceased from being separated from the body. Of course, the second is a folklore, and there is no place to verify its authenticity, but it is also convenient for Zhang and Li. These two boys still have a childish temper after all, and they are quite curious about unknown things, so they are uneasy. He stretched his neck to the coffin and looked.

Li Lanying felt a little strange, and saw that the one lying in the coffin was not unusual, just an ordinary dead person, compared to the He Qian they saw two days ago, I don't know how much cleaner, black suit, Pale face, closed eyes, if it wasn't for the wrong complexion, he would have fallen asleep, but looking at it, he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he was a little puzzled Turning his head to look at Zhang Shifei beside him, he saw that Zhang Shifei's complexion had changed, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was opened two or three times wider than his eyes, and Li Lanying was a little puzzled with a look of astonishment on his face. He patted his shoulder with his hand and asked, "Old Zhang, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Shifei stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, Li Lanying turned her head to look, and suddenly there was a 'buzz' in her head!what 's wrong? !

The man in the coffin was exactly the same as the man sitting on the sofa! !

twin?No, it's impossible, Li Lanying looked back and forth from the sofa to the coffin in disbelief, this is a person at all, even his face is not bad!
Well, that is to say...

"Me!" Fatty Li suddenly couldn't control himself and shouted. He originally wanted to shout the four words 'I'm going, ghost', but as soon as he opened his mouth, Mr. Cui rushed over, and then He quickly covered his big mouth.

I saw Mr. Cui said: "I told you a long time ago, no matter what you encounter, don't panic, why are you shouting?"

Can you not shout?Zhang Shifei swallowed and spit, it was too sudden, I didn't expect them to see a ghost from the beginning, it was like those horrible horror movies, there wasn't much scary plot, but unexpectedly He is frightening!

This is exactly, ghosts are not scary, the scary thing is that you don't know who the ghost is.

Li Lanying's mouth was covered, but fortunately his throat was not discovered, he stared at the couple on the sofa, Zhang Shifei calmed down a little, now he knew that the man on the sofa was a ghost, No wonder the two old men couldn't see them just now, but Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying are now in the body of a beast, so they can see them, but... since the man is a ghost, why can the woman still sit on him?Could it be that she is also...?
Zhang Shifei felt that this incident was really unbelievable. You must know that Mr. Cui said that it was this woman who called him. When Zhang Shifei thought of this, his mind was in a mess. Call up?What is this? Are you filming the third part of "Ghost Call"? ?

Thinking of this, Zhang Shifei looked at Mr. Cui in some panic. Mr. Cui took his hands away from Li Lanying's face, then nodded to Zhang Shifei, and said nothing.

Sure enough, Zhang Shifei cursed secretly, sure enough, those dogs and men are all ghosts, I said, why do they stick together so unscrupulously, the relationship is like this!

Wait, the male ghost on the sofa should have died today, but this is a coffin, what happened to that woman?Zhang Shifei said to Mr. Cui in a low voice: "I said split up, what is going on, don't take someone like you, if you don't tell me, I will leave, I will collapse!"

When Mr. Cui heard what Zhang Shifei said, he smiled bitterly, and then said to him: "I told you to go to the starting point to watch "The Years I Was Mr. Yin Yang", haven't you watched it?"

"Fuck off, it costs money to read that novel, you money junkie!" Li Lanying said angrily.

Mr. Cui was speechless for a moment. At this moment, the female ghost on the sofa got off the male ghost and stepped on the floor barefoot towards the three of them. As if, with straight eyes, without saying a word, the female ghost in yellow came over, and then smiled at Zhang Shifei and said: "Little friend, your brother and I are old acquaintances. He came to do me a favor."

What a kid, Zhang Shifei looked at the female ghost speechlessly, seeing that she was seventeen or eighteen years old, yet she called someone else a kid, alas.

Li Lanying didn't know what to say for a while, and the right and wrong had already opened his mouth. He said to Mr. Cui and the yellow-clothed female ghost: "Forget it, I don't care about your affairs. Let's part, I just want to ask." What the hell are we here for, I haven't figured it out yet."

After Mr. Cui finished listening to him, he was about to speak when the old man Dong walked in from the living room. Mr. Cui didn't say anything more, but changed his usual expression and said to the old man Dong: "Uncle Dong, you are here!" Just right, let's talk about your son's funeral."

Old man Dong seemed to come in for this, so he sighed, and then said to Mr. Cui: "Well, alas, what, you haven't eaten yet, let's go eat first, and then talk about it."

At this time, those who came to express condolences in the living room had almost left. According to old man Dong, those people were his son, that is, colleagues of Dong Sizhe. Old man Dong and the others were not locals. Dong Sizhe came to Harbin to go to school when he was young. After that, they stayed here. This time, their colleagues called them, and they came here. As a result, they only saw him for the last time, and he died. He died, and it is impossible to take him back to his hometown for burial. After all, the road is relatively long, and the weather conditions do not allow it, so they can only be cremated on the spot to bring the ashes back.

If Mr. Cui hadn't come today, old man Dong didn't want to go through a lot of trouble, but after all, there was only one son, and now he left after he didn't stay. To a certain extent, this old man Dong can be regarded as some consolation because he came to the door by himself, and it didn't cost any money.

Although it is said that Mr. Cui does not charge money, old man Dong still understands the rules. After all, he is old here. He understands that if you ask 'Mr. The old lady Dong said she wanted to stay with her son, so the old man Dong took Mr. Cui and the three of them downstairs for dinner.

The two ghosts still stayed in the building. Before leaving, Mr. Cui whispered to the yellow-clothed female ghost while everyone was not paying attention: "We will talk about it when I come back."

The female ghost in yellow nodded, then sat down on Dong Sizhe's body again, and even waved her hands at Mr. Cui mischievously. Originally, Zhang Shifei looked at the coffin when he first entered the room, and felt very sad. I was nervous, but now that I knew the truth, looking at those two strange ghosts, my feeling suddenly changed.

Looking at Dong Sizhe on the sofa, he suddenly felt that this is what death is all about, or that death is a different way of life. The old lady couldn't have imagined that she was holding the coffin here and crying. My son is still holding a girl in his arms on the sofa, alas.

After going downstairs, they found a nearby restaurant, and while the old man Dong was going out to use the bathroom, Mr. Cui said to the two of them, "It's not that I didn't tell you, we're not going back tonight, we're here to guard the spirit, when the time comes There's plenty of time to tell you, and, for a while, your tricks will be brighter, and if you feel any trouble, you should notify me as soon as possible, understand?"

The two nodded, thinking that this was the only way to go. After a while, the old man Dong came back. After the dishes were served, they ate and discussed about Dong Sizhe's funeral. Since they were not in their hometown, everything was kept simple. For the funeral tomorrow morning, it is enough to hire two or three cars. The crematorium will cremate and the ashes will be taken back to the countryside for burial.

Mr. Cui poured the old man Dong a glass of wine, and then asked, "Uncle Dong, do you have any relatives in Harbin?"

The old man Dong nodded, then sighed, and said, "Yes, I have a niece who works here, and she came this morning."

"Then why didn't you see it?" Mr. Cui's expression changed a little.

Old man Dong said: "His wife is sick and cannot live without her. She will come over early tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Mr. Cui seemed to be relieved, and he said to the old man Dong: "Uncle Dong, your son is suffering from cancer. I don’t have many things, basically I have everything ready, such as banknotes, treasures, ingots, candles, etc., but we still need some things to set up a vigil in the mourning hall.”

The old man Dong nodded, and then asked Mr. Cui: "If you need anything, tell me, and I will prepare it in a while."

Mr. Cui said: "Actually, it's not a lot. Three apples, yellow or not red, three pears, small or big, a roast chicken with its feet removed, a bottle of white wine, and a live chicken." , the yellow chicken is the best."

The old man Dong wrote down one by one, he didn't take a bite of the meal, no wonder, who can eat it when his son is dead?However, although he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't be like his wife. After all, something happened now. It would be unimaginable if the family didn't have a backbone. Therefore, even if he felt equally uncomfortable, he had to be strong.

Zhang Shifei took a sip of his beer and peeked at the old man Dong's expression. He suddenly remembered something. After he and Li Lanying were knocked down by wires before, maybe their parents were like this too. Make an expression.

This is terrible, Zhang Shifei thought, I can't make any mistakes in the future, it doesn't matter if I know I'm dead, but what about my parents?

After the meal, Old Man Dong sent them upstairs, and then went out to buy things by himself. Zhang Shifei looked at the two tired men and women on the sofa speechlessly, feeling very angry in his heart. Looking at the male ghost, I thought to myself, your mother is crying like this, why are you still indifferent?

However, Mr. Cui didn't seem to be angry at all. He seemed to think that the two dogs and men should hug each other like this. Started to get busy, Mr. Cui first asked the two elders to go out, saying that it was not good for the family members to stay here when they were setting things up, so the two elders had to follow suit. After they went out, Cui Xi'an's expression relaxed. It's like pretending to be a calf. After a long time, I am indeed a little tired.

He asked Li Lanying and Zhang Shifei to bring a glass table and put it in front of the coffin. The tablecloth of Dong Sizhe's house was checkered. They were placed on plates, and two white candles were set up in front of them. Then Mr. Cui asked Zhang Shifei to go out and stuff a pot of white rice. Everyone had rice, but Zhang Shifei didn't know how to do it, so he had to ask the old man Dong for help. After the rice was stuffed, it was brought into the house. Mr. Cui looked at it all night, pressed it firmly with a rice spoon, then put it in the refrigerator, took it out after 10 minutes, turned the rice bowl upside down, and put it in the bowl hard. With a knock on the bottom, the bowl-shaped rice ball fell down immediately.

Mr. Cui put the rice ball upside down on the bowl, then asked Zhang Shifei to take out the balan incense, took out five sticks, lit them, and stuck them on the rice.There is a saying for this meal: it is called a down-to-earth meal, which is an old custom.

After plugging in the incense, the small altar was set up. Mr. Cui asked Zhang Shifei to go out and ask the old man Dong for an iron basin, put it in front of the table, took out the paper money, lit it, and put it inside. The preparations were completed. At this time, Mr. Cui breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a talisman from his pocket, and at the same time muttered: put the white rice upside down, the ghosts gnaw the yellow grain, and put five incense sticks, seven souls Go to heaven, let's go!

After he finished speaking, he shook his hand, and the talisman instantly burned. Mr. Cui lit two candles with the fire, and then threw the paper into the iron basin. After doing all this, Mr. Cui saw Turning to the two slimy ghosts on the sofa, he said, "It's done, come and eat."

Dong Sizhe on the sofa still looked demented, but the female ghost in yellow came over with a smile, then moved her nose at the incense, and the incense was sucked into her stomach instantly, Mr. Cui saw her After inhaling the incense, he smiled wryly and said to it: "Eldest sister, why are you so happy, isn't it like your character?"

"Of course I'm happy." The female ghost in yellow clothes said this, her expression returned to normal, and she smiled at Mr. Cui and said, "I've been dead for so many years, and now I'm finally leaving... You understand."

Mr. Cui nodded, Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying were still confused, while Dong Sizhe, the dead ghost on the sofa, was still indifferent. The female ghost in yellow took a piece of rice from the bowl, walked to the sofa, and handed it full of love. When it came to Dong Sizhe's mouth, Dong Sizhe opened his mouth mechanically and started chewing.

The rest of the time was quite difficult. After the mourning hall was set up, the old lady came to cry for her son again. The flesh on the mother's body, but the son died, but the mother's heart hurts more than cutting the flesh.

In this way, it lasted until more than twelve o'clock, when the old lady was hoarse from crying, so the old man Dong took her to sleep in that room first, and then he came back and said to Mr. Cui: "Little Cui, thank you for your hard work. I'm here, why don't you go back first."

Mr. Cui shook his head, smiled and said to the old man Dong: "It's okay, Uncle Dong, we must do well after receiving the money, you'd better go to sleep, I will depend on you for many things tomorrow."

After hearing these words, old man Dong was immediately full of gratitude to Mr. Cui, thinking that there are still many good people, or else it would be just his old couple, who knows what would happen.

Ever since, Old Man Dong also went to bed. After a while, Mr. Cui signaled Zhang Shifei to close the door. At this time, there were only three people, two ghosts, and a dead body left in the house. Just like that, the long vigil began. up.

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