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    After listening to it, I became very puzzled, so I asked inexplicably: "Dad, that's not right! In my impression, all the coffins I saw were painted, so how can I see the 'ring'?"  Woolen cloth?"

    "What you're talking about is layman's terms. Since you want to buy high-quality goods, you have to inspect the goods! Otherwise, who can guarantee that those profiteers will not shoddy them as good ones? Especially in the 12th paragraph, they are verified before they are allowed.  It¡¯s painted. That¡¯s the rule. If the coffin shop puts the paint on first, then it will be difficult to sell the coffin at a high price of 12 pieces!¡± Father explained proudly.

    "Okay, I get it now!"

    "The watch is big, do you remember?"

    "Dad, of course I remember. In such-and-such a place, his two sons were apprentices with you. His eldest son also contracted projects for a while, and now he is considered a little rich."

    "Well, that's right. Before you passed away, you emphasized that you must be a twelfth stage. Can you, as a son, not satisfy your father's only wish during his lifetime? So, so-and-so (Biao Dada's son's name)  However, the coffins of the 12th section are very rare. I asked almost all the coffin shops, and they all replied "no".  name) had to ask a coffin shop to help make it custom-made, and emphasized: "Money is not a problem!" So-and-so (the code name of the son's name) finally bought twelve paragraphs at a high price, and fulfilled your last wish  I was there at the time. The coffins of the twelfth section were transported by a special car for loading and unloading the floor. When they were unloaded, a small crane on the special car was used. The coffin was brought back, but another problem was  Then it appeared. How can such a heavy coffin be transported to the field for burial?" Maybe it was too much to say in one breath, maybe it was because I wanted to hear my opinion, but no matter what the reason was, anyway, when it came to this  , the father stopped temporarily.

    "Isn't it simple? It's the same as other coffin shops. Just hire a floor truck to transport it. Once the crane comes, it can be directly put into the car." I replied disapprovingly.

    "It's as easy as you said, so there's no need to worry about it?" My father glanced at me sideways, and then continued, "I guess you don't understand. Fortunately, I'll mention it now, before the time (referring to father)  myself), maybe something will go wrong!"

    "Dad, when will it be? Don't you feel much better now? This time it's just a joy, and there's no telling when this coffin will be used?" Hearing this, I hurriedly said comfortingly.

    "It doesn't matter if it's empty, but once it's put in, there are a lot of things to pay attention to. One of them is that it can't be dragged! You must remember that no matter when, this coffin (referring to the one filled with people) cannot be 'dragged'  Yes!" Seeing that I nodded cooperatively, my father went on to say, "What you just said about using a crane is to 'drag' out! This is very unlucky! The twelve-stage coffin is originally  It is huge in size, and it is full of moisture just after finishing it. Good guy, that weight is beyond the reach of ordinary people. At that time, the coffin-bearers invited by XX (the name of Biao Dada¡¯s son) said:  "It's not that we don't lift it, it's that we can't lift it at all." If people insist on carrying such a heavy coffin out, then they would rather not do it. Now, it's not the past, living conditions are better, who would want to do this  Hard work? If it weren't for the friendship accumulated from the usual, no one would be willing to carry the coffin."

    According to what my father said, didn't the matter of carrying the coffin become an incomprehensible deadlock?  However, in my impression, Biao Da's burial should have been successfully completed!  At that time, I was really intrigued by my father.  "Dad, then, at that time, what did brother XX (the surrogate for his son's name) think of?"

    Looking at my expectant eyes, my father's complacency grew stronger.  "crane!"

    "Dad, isn't it right? Didn't you just say that you can't 'delay'!" I was even more puzzled.

    "It's not the same! I'm not the same as what you said!" My father said mysteriously, "It's so heavy, it's really not something that can be shaken by human power. If you don't rely on machinery, it must be impossible to bury it. At that time, it was me  Help think of a way!"

    Seeing my father's proud expression, I asked very cooperatively: "Dad, tell me quickly! What is the method?"

    "Isn't there a long lever on the top of the crane on the floor truck?" Seeing me nodding, my father went on to say, "I'll let them extend the lever to the house, and then tie the coffin to the lever with a rope."  superior¡­¡­"

    "Dad, if you do this, don't you still use a crane to 'drag' the coffin out!"

    "Stinky boy, you are the only one who is smart! I??I haven't finished yet!  What are you in a hurry for!  "After the father complained, he continued, "There is only one function of leverage, 'hanging'!"  With the support of the lever, the weight of the coffin bearer is much reduced.  In this way, the coffin bearer can bear it completely.  With the help of the crane, the coffin bearer walked out step by step.  And the levers on the crane just move with the footsteps of the coffin-bearers.  In this way, the coffin is lifted out instead of being 'dragged' out by a crane.  understand!  "

    "Got it, got it!" I promised again and again, "Dad, you are still the smartest!"

    My father seemed to appreciate my praise very much, so with a smile on his face, he continued: "However, this method also encountered a lot of problems?"

    "With such a perfect method, what else could be wrong?" I asked puzzled.

    "The problem is that the door is too narrow and too short. There are people standing on both sides of such a large coffin, so it is impossible to get out; the lever on the crane cannot be extended from the outside to the house due to the height problem. In the end, there is no way.  , so-and-so (the name of Biao Dada¡¯s son) completely tore down the gate.¡±

    "Ah" I couldn't help exclaiming.

    "Ah, what! I guess the door of our house is not enough!" Father sighed while looking at the door.

    "Demolition! If it is not enough, it will be demolished!" I said without hesitation.

    Father heard this and smiled with satisfaction.  "It's not your father, I want to make public. It's just that you are all walking in the society, so you have to save some face. If I don't want a 12-dan, it won't look good to you. Isn't it?"

    "Yes, yes!" In fact, unlike my parents, I don't pay much attention to outsiders' comments, but the meaning of what my father said is very obvious. How can I have the heart to go against his meaning at this time?  "Okay, then make a 12-segment one to celebrate!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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