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245 Early Morning Hearse

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    Hearing this, a feeling of shame instantly filled my heart.  What my uncle said fully proved that what he said at the beginning that he wanted to find someone for his father in the funeral parlor was true.  Otherwise, after I hinted that I would not give him cigarettes, he would not go to the small shop to buy branded cigarettes by himself.  I am ashamed because I "measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain".  They really wanted to help, but I expressed doubts and even sarcasm at the time.  Later, I felt that he might be trying to cheat two packs of cigarettes to smoke.  I am ashamed, but also because of my villainous behavior.  It's good that my aunt is my father's apprentice, but now he is helping us with errands, so the cigarettes needed for this errand should naturally be paid by us.  From this point of view, it is actually reasonable for my uncle to take two packs of cigarettes from me.  However, at that time, I wanted to think in my heart that he should spend some of his own money to do things for his father because he had received favors from his father.  If my aunt had overheard my conversation with my father and daughter, then I would not only be ashamed at this moment, but completely ashamed.

    Embarrassed, I withdrew my right hand that was still holding two packs of cigarettes. I smiled at my aunt in embarrassment but gratefully, and then returned to the ice coffin in shame and embarrassment to continue to wait for my father.

    In fact, after the marching band, you can still take a nap, but there are too many friends and relatives here tonight.  Therefore, before the military band ended, the four big beds upstairs and downstairs were already full of people lying in disorder.  Even if I wanted to sleep, it was impossible to find a place.

    When I am busy, among relatives and friends, someone will consciously take over my waiting position.  It's just that the skills of those who occasionally make cameo appearances are far from being comparable to mine.  These people usually stuff yellow paper into the jar after the fire comes up.  As a result, the bright fire was quickly extinguished due to lack of oxygen.  Under such circumstances, once the fire is extinguished, thick smoke will be spit out from the mouth of the jar.  It didn't take long for the whole house to be filled with smog and complaints.  However, whenever I arrive, I deftly free the flames from the smoke.  It didn't take long for the room to be clear again.  Therefore, I liberated not only the flames, but also the noses of everyone in my house.  My technique of burning paper money has been honed over the past few days. Perhaps, this is called "practice makes perfect".

    The time to go to the funeral home was also predicted by Yin and Yang in advance. Before one o'clock in the morning, all the relatives and friends who needed to go to the funeral home were woken up.

    For the car to the funeral home, my cousin has already contacted me.  Those who rent out ice coffins specialize in this business, so they provide a one-stop service.  In addition to being able to solve the problem of the canopy, it can also provide you with a hearse and a minibus.  Therefore, my cousin only needs to call the acquaintance who rented the ice coffin and tell him the departure time and the number of vehicles needed.

    The hearse and minibus arrived in advance.  Because there are still some preparations that have to be done before departure.  First, the ice coffin where my father was lying was lifted onto the hearse amidst the shouts of the coffin bearers.  Then it is to count the number of people and allocate the vehicles they are sitting in.  Originally, I asked my cousin to order two minibuses.  But my cousin said that there are several small cars, and if they are all used, they can be equivalent to a minibus.  So, my cousin just called a minibus over on his own initiative.  I know, this is my cousin saving money for me!  In addition, under the command of the elders in their 80s, they brought all the necessary items along the road.

    As the people closest to my father, my wife, children, sister, brother-in-law and nephew naturally sit on the hearse.  The hearse is about the size of a minibus. The second half is specially used for placing ice coffins, and the front half has seats, which can accommodate about half of the people in the minibus.  Of course, the front half is completely separated from the back half.  In addition to our two families, there were my father's two nephews, and several members of the same clan and coffin bearers who helped along the way.

    The hearse is at the forefront, followed by minibuses and a group of cars.  Amidst the roar of firecrackers, the long convoy finally moved forward in the darkness.

    The hearse stopped after not advancing for a long time.  Because, what is under our feet now is the first bridge on the way.  At this moment, an old man in his eighties hurriedly reminded: "So-and-so (my nickname), quickly throw money under the bridge."

    "Throw money"?  Yes, you heard it right, it is "throwing money"!  This is a custom in our area. Every time a hearse crosses a bridge, it has to "throw money".  Of course, the "throwing money" here is just a symbolic behavior, and it doesn't really make you lose money.  So, generally, we toss only the smallest denomination coins.  Before departure, under the reminder of the 80-year-old man, I had already stuffed my pockets with dimes.  Therefore, upon hearing the old man say"Throwing money", I reached out and grabbed it in my pocket reflexively. Immediately afterwards, I threw it out of the open car window. Only the sound of "crashing" was heard.

    "Uh" After a brief astonishment, the man in his eighties kindly reminded again: "There are too many! You only need to throw one or two tokens!"

    This is the first time I "throw money" in my life. In my opinion, this "throw money" should also have time to pay attention to, so after hearing the old man's reminder, there is only one quick thought in my heart.  It was because it was too hasty, so I didn't even notice how many coins I caught.  I know what the old man means, he is afraid that I will be wasted.  Therefore, I quickly responded very cooperatively: "Oh, I see!" It's just that my voice was completely covered by the roar of firecrackers.

    Every time there is a bridge, firecrackers need to be set off, which is what must be done when the hearse crosses the bridge.  Like "throwing money", I also don't know why I did it.  Could it be that there are "water ghosts" blocking the way?  Therefore, by setting off "firecrackers" to scare away wild ghosts blocking the way?  If you really think so, then you don't know where the father's soul is at this moment?  If he was still by the side of the physical body, wouldn't even his father be frightened?  If the father's soul is frightened away, then I don't know if my father can find his body again, or if he can find his way home again?  If he couldn't find his body and didn't know the way home, would his father also become a lonely ghost?  I was a little confused, a little puzzled, and even a little worried.  The so-called concern leads to chaos. Even though my father has passed away, I still can't help but "panic".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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