Chapter 1045

The next afternoon, it was sunny and sunny;

The funerals of Yue Ya and Zheng Qiang were advanced.

Because tomorrow night is the day when the hell gate reopens and boss Zhou and others are canonized and promoted.

It's always a contradiction to put the wedding and funeral affairs in one day. Although people in the bookstore are "weather beaten", within a day, they can do it with a sad face and then a happy face, but it's a little diaphragmatic.

The funeral was arranged after the wedding, and I felt a little sorry;

So,

It's ahead of schedule.

The two tombs, close together, are in a good position.

There is a river ahead, and you can overlook the wolf mountain behind. The air is fresh. Less than 3000 meters away is the subway station to be built. The transportation is convenient, and there are schools and hospitals nearby. It is really a golden area.

It's worth investing and staying first!

yes,

This is what tomb sales said when selling to Zhou Ze and others.

It is not the invention of Chinese people to stir fry the house where people live, but we are good at learning and carry forward it on the basis of the original;

At the same time, we are also good at innovation. Nowadays, with the advent of aging population, the real estate market of the dead presents great prospects for development.

Two tombs, including all kinds of miscellaneous expenses, 240000.

The money went to the public account of the bookstore, but lawyer an paid it in advance.

Boss Zhou, who has always been diligent and frugal, is very open-minded about this money.

Funeral, in fact, is very simple.

The body of Yueya was burned into charcoal, and Zheng qiangtian knew where it was buried.

Besides,

It is inappropriate to burn their bodies into ashes to place them.

The body of this life is just a temporary residence for ghosts.

Therefore, the tombs that have been bought with so much money are actually some of their personal belongings, clothes graves.

The Taoist priest was sitting in a wheelchair, carefully placing incense and candles.

The rest of the people stood in a row, no master of ceremonies, no organization, everyone was very calm and tacitly began to mourn.

No one said it was over, but it seemed to feel it, and everyone slowly relaxed.

The death of Zheng Qiang and Yueya broke the record of no loss of bookstore employees so far, but everyone didn't feel how terrible it was. After all, sometimes things can't be avoided by being careful.

Ordinary people, whether holding a funeral or attending a funeral, although they all know that this is a ceremony for the living to see, in fact, there may be some awe in it more or less.

It seemed that the deceased, who was lying in the freezer and was about to be cremated, was also looking at himself at this moment.

Fortunately, this funeral didn't feel like this, because everyone present knew that Yueya and Zheng Qiang had disappeared.

It's over,

Everyone goes back by car.

The rest went back to the bookstore, while Lao Zhang wanted to go back to work in the Bureau.

In fact, at this moment, after all, just after an accident, normal people feel that staying with their boss is the safest, but Lao Zhang is a special case.

Even Zhou Ze did not object to Lao Zhang continuing to live his past life. After all, political correctness also needs to be updated in real time in order to remain young forever.

Lao Zhang got into his car and fastened his seat belt. When he was ready to start the car, he found that there was a person sitting in his co driver's seat.

"Ho!"

Lao Zhang was startled!

Fortunately, this time Lao Zhang didn't say anything foul.

According to unreliable statistics, nearly 70% of Chinese swearing is related to greeting each other's ancestors, and Lao Zhang must not greet this person in front of him.

"Is it OK?"

The little boy asked.

"Well, OK."

Lao Zhang nodded. In fact, he only had some skin injuries. It's OK to deal with these injuries a little.

"It's better to have more rest." The little boy said.

"It's okay."

The little boy rolled his eyes, sighed and said, "your boss will be canonized tomorrow."

"Well, I know. You canonized them."

"Yes, it's a pity you're not in there."

"Er... Hehe."

"I know, you have that thing in your body. It's really powerful."

"Well."

"But, grandson."

"Er... HMM."

"After all, you are not your boss. How can I say it? I found that your boss should have reached another realm.

A realm that ordinary people can't reach at all. They can't imitate or learn.

I mean, the relationship between him and the terrible existence in him,

Do you understand? "

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I understand the general meaning."

"It is difficult for you to reach a relationship with the one in your body. In fact, even so far, you have only stolen part of the power to seal it in your body."

"The boss did it."

"You're blaming them..."

"No, I didn't mean that."

"Well, don't feel resentment at all times. Thunder, rain and dew are all grace."

"I'm surprised that you will say something like this."

"Isn't this for future generations?"

"Well."

"So, what I want to say is that your own ability is the foundation of standing up. This time, two ghosts died. To be honest, it should have been your chance.

It is a common practice for constables to take three to five ghost guards as their subordinates to form their own initial team.

Look at that. Feng Si'er couldn't afford to take it when he was a constable at the beginning. Later, both of them were patrols, and they were still anxious about Meng Meng.

Your current position, just like the previous courtiers in the prince's residence, has the opportunity to soar. "

"I don't think so much. I just want to work well every day. I hope Tongcheng and its people can live and work in peace and contentment every day."

The little boy pointed to his face and said:

"Does your leader also have a baby face?"

Lao Zhang shook his head.

"That must be my face looks like a camera?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I really want to......"

"Come on, come on, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, shit, now I really regret why I didn't shoot your father's father's father on the wall!"

"........" Lao Zhang.

"In fact, I think, sometimes, you can really care less about your personal gains and losses when doing things. In this way, you may have a easier life, or in other words, a more meaningful life."

"You still need to teach me this truth? I had this consciousness when I killed foreigners!"

Lao Zhang nodded obediently.

"Come on, your son, I used to... Forget it, my grandson is getting married?"

"Well, I've been engaged, and I've got their licenses. This time, I'm officially handling wine in my relatives."

"What have you prepared as a father?"

"I'm his boss. It's not appropriate to send too expensive things."

"Hey, he's your son, so you don't have to be so stubborn?"

Lao Zhang licked his lips and said:

"My previous house and savings were taken as my inheritance and inherited by him."

"How much money can there be? If it weren't for my eldest daughter-in-law (Lao Zhang's mother) who would do some business, you Lao Zhang men might not be able to even buy a house for your children at this time."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The seniority has been disordered, and Lao Zhang won't correct it. It's too awkward.

It can't be blamed that ancient man-made words didn't notice this. After all, ordinary people can't use it.

"I can see that your boss is using you as a signboard."

Lao Zhang smiled.

"All right, put me down in the front square."

"Where are you going? I'll send you directly."

"I'll go to the high-speed railway station, first to Nanjing, then to Beijing, and then fly back tomorrow afternoon."

After all, he will also organize the canonization of Zhou Ze and them tomorrow night.

"In such a hurry?"

"After being canonized tomorrow, I have to go out and canonize others. It is difficult to return to Tongcheng in a short time."

"Then..."

"I once buried some small yellow croakers in Jinmen, not many of which I forgot before. Since my eldest grandson is getting married, I have to send something there."

"He is not short of money."

"Hehe."

"I'll take you directly to the railway station."

"Without delaying your great work?"

"How can I?"

"OK, your grandson is still filial."

"........" Lao Zhang.

"I said, find an opportunity to let Xiao Feng leave the police force, live a safe life as soon as possible, and give birth to the child;

I, who am the ancestor, have thought out the name of the new generation. The female is called Zhangtingting, and the male is called ZhangWeiGuo.

What do you think? "

"Very earthy."

"Oh, Xiang Yu, the overlord of the Western Chu state, and Ying Zheng, the first emperor of Qin Dynasty, are the names of Xiang Yu and Ying Zheng the reason for their success? First there are people, then there are names!"

"I think it depends on the children's opinions. Last time I heard Xiao Feng chatting with his colleagues in the corridor, I planned to have two in the future, one with the man's surname and the other with the woman's surname."

"Fart, he dares! I smoke him and me!"

"Well, you have the right."

You can smoke even my father, don't talk about him.

"Let him leave the police force."

"I think it's good to be a policeman. Really, he likes to be a policeman. Besides, in this society, these things always need someone to do. He is my son, and I can look at him a little, at least to ensure that he won't become a bad policeman.

I think it is wrong for us elders to support their choices and not to obstruct them. "

"Oh, you are standing and talking without backache."

The little boy rolled his eyes at the old station,

After the sun returns,

Happily looking for information about their offspring,

It's glorious to find this one, that one, and this one. This feeling is really worrying.

"Look at what you said. What I said is true."

At this time,

Lao Zhang's cell phone rang,

Lao Zhang answered the phone:

"Hello, director, what's the matter? What's the matter?

Ah, the undercover candidate was selected, right? I obey the organizational arrangement and believe in the organizational vision.

Oh, it's Zhang Feng. Send Zhang Feng... "

Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment,

Then he grabbed his cell phone and almost roared:

"You fucking dare!"