Chapter 1

Wang robbed his father's broken leather Cara and ran to the southern suburbs with a load of paper!

There is a saying in Yuncheng that the east city is expensive and the west city is rich. The south city is rich, and the north city lives in mud legged pants! What are mud leg pants? It means those mud legs who do rough work and have a low status! Unfortunately, Wang Jie grew up in such a North City.

Wang Jie received a big order from an upstart in Nancheng today!

The pickup truck is full of paper ties, horses and cattle, as well as the popular mobile phones, computers, villas and little girls. It costs 3800 yuan and 18000 yuan. Don't be too expensive. In these days, upstarts engaged in earth burial are willing to spend hundreds of thousands of burial fees, so they don't care about the 18000 paper fees!

The fat man on the phone had asked Wang Zhai to arrive on time at 7:00, but there were red lights all the way from Beicheng to Nancheng. It was 7:30 when he got to the place!

The funeral compound is a European style villa. Unfortunately, it is painted by the owner as a bright local tyrant. It is golden and yellow. I don't know. I thought it was Yuncheng shit management office!

"Look what time it is? Don't you want money? " Wang jiezheng was looking at the nondescript and crowded courtyard. Suddenly, he slapped on his window and a fat face was staring at himself!

This is your customer!

Wang Jie flattered and smiled. He quickly got out of the car, nodded and bowed and said, "brother, I'm sorry, the traffic is too heavy, so you have to wait so long!"

"I can wait! Can my old man wait? Mr. Yin and Yang said, "at eight o'clock, the old man will get in the car and go straight to the paradise!" The fat man ridiculed in a cold voice: "if you delay your time, you carry my old man to the West!"

Wang Jieshan smiled. Over the years, he couldn't do anything else. He pretended that his grandson was perfect.

"Don't giggle. This is a funeral. You're laughing! Don't hurry and move these things in! " The fat man glanced at Wang Jie and scolded, "who's your brother? What close? Look at your poor clothes! Lao Tzu's surname is Jin, and Tu Haojin's is Jin! "

"Yes, yes, President Tu!" The king robbed his waist!

The fat man turned and entered the yard, muttering as he walked: "don't take a bath, take care of your virtue, call me brother? I bah! "

Wang Jie looked at the fat man's back and smiled bitterly and began to unload the truck! There are a lot of nether wares, but they are light. They divide three into five and get everything in front of the spirit shed!

In fact, Yuncheng cancelled the burial three years ago. However, the family surnamed Jin insisted on burying his father. They said it was a symbol of identity. Who makes others rich!

It's reasonable to say that the dry ghost has a line of things. When things are delivered, even if you finish your work, you can take the money and leave! However, just when Wang Jie put down his last ghost, the fat man suddenly came over and said in a cold voice, "Hey, poor man, go and worship my old man."

"Me?" It's a little strange!

"What? You are the one! You almost delayed my father's auspicious day. It's good not to let you kneel! "

The fat man's tone was stiff. He deliberately raised his voice eight degrees and attracted a lot of eyes. The funeral relatives and friends looked at Wang Jie with a cold face and a smile. Obviously, the fat man intended to shake his prestige in front of the people!

"OK, OK, I'll bye. I should!" After hesitating for a few seconds, Wang Jie bowed his head and walked forward, bowed down to the red coffin, then took a stack of yellow paper and burned it. He said: "the dark money leads the horse to the west, and the immortal drives the crane to the heaven. I hope you will wear neon clothes as soon as possible! "

The fat man hummed to the crowd: "look, it's a mean business. There's a lot of work in his mouth!"

Wang Jie didn't mind. He still calmly said to the fat man, "Mr. Jin, I should go. Can you pay the white bag..."

"What's the hurry? I can't live without your two coppers! "

The fat man sneered and turned to an old man in yellow robes and said, "master Yin and Yang, you can start!"

Mr. Yin and Yang nodded, went to the mourning shed and shouted, "wake up, strangers avoid, and the eldest son flags."

Wang robber was about to step aside. Who knew that the fat man grabbed Wang robber, and Nunu said, "boy, I'll give you a good job and shoot a flag for me!"

Wang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. Not only he, but also his relatives and friends nearby were a little surprised!

According to the funeral custom, the flag bearer must be the eldest son and grandson of the deceased. There is no eldest son and grandson, and there are important relatives and nephews. How should he not fall on the outsider Wang Jie? This is clearly humiliating!

"What? "No?" The fat man suddenly blackened his face and said, "aren't you even doing mourning? What's the matter with carrying a flag? "

Wang Jie was a little embarrassed, but he was still patient and whispered, "president Jin... This flag is not something outsiders can do, not to mention me..."

"I don't appreciate it!" The fat man lowered his voice and said fiercely, "I'm a businessman. Those who come here today are either rich or expensive. They are all people on the scene. Can't I wear a suit to play flags in public? In a word, you will be the worthy grandson of my father today. I give you money. I have plenty of money! "

The fat man said, took out two stacks of money and patted Wang Jie!

Maybe it was too hard, or deliberately showing off. A corner of the heavy bill fell on Wang Jie's face! A burning feeling quickly spread all over the body

I don't know why, this sense of shame can always make Wang Jie feel inexplicably happy. Perhaps, in other people's eyes, this is disease, cheap disease. But for Wang Jie, it is such a sense of shame that he can constantly remind himself to live well!

"What are you waiting for? Pick up the flag! If you take the money, you are your grandson! " The fat man scolded again!

The king grabbed the two wads of money and smiled stiffly. In full view of the public, he really took the flag! A low smile came from the crowd. Wang Jie knew that he was the clown at the funeral. But it was nothing to him. As always, he recognized it!

"Lift the bar!" Mr. Yin and Yang shouted, and the eight men who carried the coffin shouted, driving the heavy coffin to their shoulders!

At this time, Wang Jie needs to lead the way with flags in front of him, even if it is a formal spirit!

But at this time, Wang Jie's phone suddenly rang untimely!

"Hey, happy gongs and drums bring out annual celebrations, and good-looking dances bring joy every day..."

A lively and festive "good day" Sang loudly. The sudden music and sad environment were somewhat different, which immediately attracted bursts of Snickers!

Wang Jie smiled apologetically and quickly took out his mobile phone! Unfortunately, the phone just hung up, leaving only a text message on the screen!

It was this five word text message that shocked Wang Jie's whole body, like pouring a basin of ice water into his heart.

In this world, for two people who care about him, there is another one!

"Hey, hey, look, this boy is good at playing. His tears are still coming down!"

"Ha ha, the actors are ruthless and the bitches are unjust. They have such virtue when they see money!"

"It's cheap to be a filial son and a virtuous grandson, but also to be in the play!"

The crowd chattered and the words were terrible, but Wang Jie roared in his head and didn't hear anything. Looking at the five words on his mobile phone, the expression on his face became colder and colder!

"Hey, what are you staring at? Let's go! I've wasted my time. I'll chop you alive! " When the fat man saw that Wang Jie was stunned and the coffin behind him was blocked in the mourning shed, he couldn't help getting angry. He slapped Wang Jie's mobile phone directly on the ground!

Looking at the broken mobile phone and the missing handwriting on the ground, Wang Jie's eyes suddenly became fierce.

He turned sharply and stared darkly at the fat man's face!