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    (The last few chapters may be somewhat similar to the documentary, just from a different angle of view. It¡¯s not that I want to be lazy, it¡¯s just that the things involved in this paragraph are the things that my father valued the most during his lifetime, so I can¡¯t stop talking about them to show  Nostalgia for my father. If you feel that it is repetitive and has no new ideas, you might as well skip these chapters.)

    After hearing this, the son asked very curiously: "Dad, then, what did brother XX (the name used to represent the eldest son's name) think of at that time?"

    Looking at my son's expectant eyes, I proudly uttered three words: "Crane!"

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

    "It's not the same! I'm using it differently from what you said!" I pretended to be mysterious and said, "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 me think of a way!"

    The son asked with some expectation and admiration: "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 my son nodding, I continued, "I'll let them extend the lever to the home, 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!"

    "Brat, you are the only one who is smart! I haven't finished my sentence yet! Why are you in a hurry!" After I complained dissatisfiedly, I continued, "There is only one function of the lever, 'hanging'! There is a lever to support  Then, wouldn¡¯t the weight beared by the coffin bearers be reduced a lot! In this way, the coffin bearers can bear it completely. With the help of the crane, the coffin bearers walked out step by step. And the crane  The upper lever just moves with the footsteps of the people carrying the coffin. In this way, the coffin is lifted out instead of being 'dragged' by the crane. Got it!"

    "Understood, understood!" The son promised again and again, "Dad, you are still the smartest!"

    Before I could enjoy my son's praise, I had to continue to say: "However, this method also encountered a lot of problems!"  Everything that needs to be explained has been explained.

    "How can there be any problems with such a perfect method?" After hearing this, the son asked a little 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¡­¡­"

    Hearing my son's exclamation, I looked at the door of my house and said with emotion: "Ah, what! I guess the door of our house is not enough!"

    "Remove it! It's not big enough, so I'll tear it down!" My son replied without hesitation just to make me happy.

    I nodded in satisfaction, and then continued: "It's not your dad, I want to make public. It's just that you are all people who walk around in society, and you always need some face. If I don't want a 12-dan, it's not good for your face."  Not pretty. Isn't it?"

    "Yes, yes!" After listening to the son, he replied very straightforwardly, "Okay, then make a twelve-segment version to celebrate!"

    This is what I was waiting for!  Although I was very excited, I had to continue to remind: "Although I have told you a lot, you are definitely not good at checking the twelve paragraphs."

    "That's right!" The son agreed, and then continued, "After all, I have too little experience in this area. If I really want to buy it, I can't grasp the 'good or bad'. But, Dad, you still have to buy it."  He hasn't fully recovered, or he can check it out by himself."

    I understand what my son means, he is comforting me with hopeful words!  However, I know my own physical condition best.  I know that this "life tool" matter can no longer be delayed, otherwise I will probably lose the opportunity to express my inner thoughts forever.  Therefore, I decided to continue this topic.  "Actually, it's safest to make these twelve-section coffins by yourself. However, it's more troublesome to buy such a huge log. I think it's better to forget it. If you buy it, you must be accompanied by a knowledgeable person, otherwise it will be very easy.  Will be fooled (in terms of price and quality)."

    "Knowledgeable?" The son repeated, thought for a while, and then said, "Dad, what do you think of the second uncle? He often helps people carry coffins, so he should know how to do it."

    I know that from the perspective of closeness, the candidate mentioned by my son is indeed more suitable, but I am a little worried.??In terms of common sense of "life tools", it is not as good.  Of course, I did not directly veto my son's opinion, but turned around and said: "So-and-so (the name of the person in the village), do you remember? He is a carpenter. As far as I know, I have helped others build coffins.  "

    "Of course I remember! Since he is a carpenter, he is naturally more knowledgeable than the second uncle. However, just because of the relationship with the village, I don't know if he will really help?" The son said worriedly.

    I couldn't help laughing when I heard it.  "No, it's not just the relationship in the same village. You don't know, he and I are classmates. Although we are of different generations, we have a very good relationship since we were young. It is no exaggeration to say that we are so good that we wear the same pair of pants.  .¡±

    My son is also a smart person. Hearing what I said, he has no reason to object, so he replied: "Oh, since there is such a relationship, I think he will not refuse. But, I don't know if he is free recently.  ?¡±

    I know the truth of striking while the iron is hot, so I quickly said: "You go to his house now. I believe that, as far as our relationship is concerned, he will find time even if he is not free. If he is at home,  Then you tell him to come here now. I have something to say to him."

    The son agreed, then turned and went out.  I knew that he must have gone to my classmate's house to investigate the situation, so I didn't say anything more.  In fact, deep in my heart was a strong desire to chat, and my son's departure made me feel very disappointed.  Just as I was feeling extremely depressed, I saw a group of people heading straight for the door.  Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but feel very happy.  Hehe, finally someone to chat with again!

    After everyone sat down around the small bed I was lying on, I chatted with everyone enthusiastically.  One of these people is a member of the same clan. Although he is quite old (he is over eighty years old), he is a generation younger than me.  While we were talking, I asked him: "So-and-so, the third grandfather (my third uncle, just called the third grandfather according to his seniority), is the one who also suffered from esophageal cancer, do you remember?"

    The old man who was over 80 quickly replied respectfully (although he is old, but he is a junior after all): "Why don't you remember? The third grandpa died of esophageal cancer." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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