Late Night Bookstore

"Ah, call..."

The old man patted his head,

Simply sat down on the ground,

I have traveled south and north for half of my life, and the people who have dealt with each other haven't known for a long time. The old experience is extremely rich.

I hadn't thought about this before, but now I was reminded by my boss, and it suddenly happened.

There was no crying, and there was not much pain, and some were just deeply helpless.

In this world, there is always no shortage of heroes who are pushed onto the table. Everyone wants to be bright and beautiful, the scenery is infinite, and they are worshipped;

however,

Not easy,

Or these hidden heroes,

There is no spur of interest and no publicity;

"Human beings are dead", "Twenty years later, they are still good guys", and the so-called heroes might go down and fight desperately after they roared.

Which looks like now,

Which looks like it is.

"Poor baby, only twenty years old."

The old man sighed softly.

Zhou Ze continued to stand, did not directly get on the train and leave as previously thought.

The two rows of anti-narcotics police stood in front of the Lingtang for a long time. No one was crying and everyone was silent.

Zhou Ze remembered that when he went to Yunnan to participate in a surgical training, he once heard an old doctor from a local city say such a thing.

In the process of posing as a buyer and contacting a drug dealer, a local drug police officer happened to meet a mother-in-law who took her daughter to the street. The daughter shouted "Dad".

then,

Three days later,

The whole family was buried in the flames of gas explosion.

The old doctor said that he participated in the treatment that time, but failed to save one. This is one of the biggest pains in his life.

Enduring the blind eyes and indifference of relatives and neighbors,

Glory and martyr's honor that must be hidden,

The Si people are dead, but the living people still have to grind their teeth to continue to suffer this kind of loneliness and incomprehension.

Zhou Ze silently bent down,

He remembered that just now, he asked a woman, how did her husband die?

She said that her husband was a driver and died in a car accident.

Zhou Ze now understood her hesitation when answering this question,

This feeling,

It’s like a child who can’t tell parents to be praised after getting a perfect score,

You have to deliberately say that you did not do well in the exam and you have to accept criticism.

The old lady, at this time, has become much more lovely and much greater.

She would rather continue to endure this kind of life by herself, but hope to give her daughter-in-law a relief,

even,

Even she went to the county to sue her uncle for corruption,

Became understandable,

A mother who can teach such a great son must also be great.

"Close team!"

The two rows bowed together to the old woman and the woman,

The old woman took her daughter-in-law and granddaughter to kneel down on the futon to salute,

The old woman tears,

The woman wept silently,

The granddaughter looked a little ignorant and couldn't seem to understand why this group of people came to their home.

may,

This family,

Only at this time,

In this late unknown night,

In order to truly enjoy the glory that should belong to them for a moment.

He came and went quickly, and he went quickly, and everyone got into the van and drove away quickly.

Come quietly, also quietly,

Be cautious again,

Leave no trace.

Three women,

Hug together,

Crying together

The youngest girl saw her mother and grandma crying, and they also cried together.

But their crying was also suppressed at this time, tears and snots kept dripping, but there was no such wailing sound.

"Boss, you go back to rest first, stay behind, help them with their operations."

The old man scratched his hair and calmly continued:

"Funerals are more lively than happy events. This is for the living, it is for the comfort of the living, and it is very uncomfortable to see them so cold."

Zhou Ze stretched out,

Road:

"What's the matter of staying alone? Suddenly an enthusiastic old man emerges, and new gossip is coming out."

"Boss, this..."

Zhou Ze shook his head,

"I’ll stay too, it’s a funeral of money from a rich wild man.

Anyway, the old lady had already put on her hat for me during the day,

Then wear it for a while. "

…………

At noon the next day,

Three Baishier bands come in,

In front of the Lingtang,

Monk is on the left, Taoist is on the right,

Beat the gong and drum, read the wooden fish,

Noisy and eager.

People are all well-invited, and the price is also what he talked about and paid. From busy early to noon, he relocated the venue, arranged personnel, and ordered the adjustment in every way.

The talent in this respect really makes people admire very much, it seems to be born for nothing.

The old woman and the daughter-in-law knelt down on the futon in linen, and the rest of the things didn't have to worry about at all.

Zhou Ze sat at the table in front of the Lingtang, and in front of him was a red book of love.

Although no one came to help yesterday, there were still a lot of relatives who came to show up on the day of the funeral today. No one was really lacking in the money to be sent.

The relationship is not good, but the Chinese people's exquisite courtesy is a real rule. If you deliberately cut off the human money because of this excuse, you will be poked.

Zhou Ze took a pen and wrote down the names one by one. The hundreds, the hundreds, how much paper was delivered, and how many incense sticks were attached to it should be clearly recorded.

Fortunately, it's not very busy, and everyone is very indifferent. Zhou Ze even saw many people pointing at themselves. Boss Zhou doesn't matter anyway.

Every once in a while, Zhou Ze went to get some chocolates or washed some brown sugar water with boiling water to send to the woman to drink, watched the woman drink it, and then sat back to where he should sit.

The funeral was very prosperous and lively.

When it's almost noon,

Her uncle is also here,

The position of the village chief was swept up, fined, and squatted for a while, but at this time, it still seemed to have the majesty of the "Emperor of the Earth".

In fact, in many rural areas today, the difference between the village head and the village tyrant is really not much.

However, he did not have any other views on Zhou Ze, a stranger sitting here. The sentiment money is also the highest here. Others are a few hundred, and he gave 20,000.

When Zhou Ze registered, he was a little surprised, thinking about whether he would report the old man himself?

It seems that it was not shaken off last time?

"It's not easy for them to be orphans and widows. I don't know who you are, but since you are willing to help, I accept your favor and I also thank you."

The old man's waist was a little camel, and when he glanced at the old woman who was kneeling there, he was still angry, but at least in some things, one yardstick.

The old man came, gave the money, and left again, but the rest of the relatives stayed. Then, there was a lunch seat.

After the water mat,

Continue the process,

Under the old arrangement,

Monk Taoist priests came to power in turn,

You sing me on stage,

Don't say,

Really not at all

Instead, it seems very solemn and solemn.

The registered ones are also registered. Zhou Ze added his own name to the humanity book. The humanities written on it are:

Two bills of money.

Taking time to stand in front of Lingtang, on the paper-burning iron pan,

Threw the Nether Banknote in person,

Watching them burned here,

Then he sat back in the Lingtang position,

I touched my pocket and the cigarette was gone, so I took a pack of cigarettes from the table, took it apart, took out one and lit it.

These cigarettes are given to those who have sent favors, one person per pack, and a local rule. Those who do not smoke will also take them home to people who smoke at home.

The two worlds were human beings. This was the first time Zhou Ze had participated in a funeral funeral of Bai Shier in an honest manner.

In his last life, he was an orphan and had no funeral needs. His colleagues at the hospital passed away, and he just went to the mourning hall to show his face.

right now,

I sat here and watched the activities of Bai Shier for most of the day,

It was actually quite interesting.

Probably, when I was young and frivolous, I always felt that this was feudalism, ignorance, and unreasonable ridiculous behavior.

When people are middle-aged, when the elderly really die at home, they suddenly find that these rules, these things, and also allow them to at least know what they should do in the days of the muddled days, and let themselves Get moving.

When you get older, or mature,

Sitting here,

Looking at the fluttering confetti,

Listening to the noisy suona and the white clothes,

You will suddenly realize that

This seems to be the yellow land underfoot, which has remained the same color for thousands of years.

The funeral home sent the largest and most luxurious hearse, followed by more than ten cars, all wearing white flowers.

The woman was holding the portrait of the dead husband, her mother-in-law was on the side, and the daughter was in front of her. She took a group of relatives and a monk monk arranged by the old priest, and got into the car together to the crematorium.

The hall behind Zhou Ze was finally empty.

The noise in front of me,

Finally fell into a short pause.

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked to his side. Because of the fact that his identity could not be revealed, there was no one or unit to send wreaths.

There are only two wreaths,

One was delivered in the name of the bookstore, and the other was delivered in the name of the pharmacy next to the bookstore.

It is a little embellishment in the corner.

If the identity can be disclosed, it should be filled with wreaths from all walks of life.

Zhou Ze tilted his legs,

Sitting on a bench,

"Snapped!"

The lighter lit another cigarette,

Took a sip,

Slowly spit out a smoke ring.

do not know why,

Nowadays,

His heart was exceptionally calm.

During the period of time when I returned from Sichuan, there were many things and it was very chaotic. There was something wrong here just after I dealt with it, and Zhou Ze was very tired.

But in this noisy day,

The previous impetuous ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems to have been cleared at once, and the whole person looks like it was washed in the rain, very clean.

Hands holding cigarettes,

To the side,

A young man took the smoke from Zhou Ze,

Took a sip.

Zhou Ze looked forward,

Quietly said:

"Don't get me wrong."

The other person spit out a smoke ring,

"Trouble you."

Zhou Ze smiled,

Road:

"polite."