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Chapter 238 Empty Coffin

Chapter 238 Empty Coffin (4)

Hearing this, the young man glanced at us, then at the middle-aged man next to the girl, as if he knew something, he suddenly got up, raised his hand and punched the middle-aged man in the face, and cursed: " The grass mud horse, dare to touch my sister."

"Brother, why are you still so irritable? He...he...he didn't do anything to me." The girl whispered and sat inside.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but take another look at the young man. This man looks rough in appearance. Unexpectedly, he took good care of his sister and was a qualified brother.

I don't know what's going on, but the middle-aged man who was beaten didn't fight back, but stared at me with resentment in his eyes, looking like this, he blamed me for coughing.

I ignored him, and started chatting with Fatty Guo and stuttering, while Qingxuanzi leaned against the window, closed his eyes and rested.

After chatting for about ten minutes, the young man stared at me for a while, and tried to speak several times, but in the end he couldn't. Fatty Guo was more open-minded and asked him, "Dude, is there something wrong?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and he spoke in a quack dialect, "I heard some brothers chatting, are you the Eight Immortals? Specialized in carrying coffins?"

Fatty Guo nodded, and said displeasedly, "What's the matter? How many do you look down on?"

He quickly gave up and said: "Misunderstanding, I just have some questions I want to ask a few brothers. To be honest, I am going home this time because my grandma is critically ill. I heard that she will not live for a few days. I want to ask some questions about funerals." bit."

As soon as I heard this, I waved to Fatty Guo, signaling him not to speak, and said to the young man: "There are some differences in customs in different places. There are some differences between our customs and yours. I can't give you any practical advice."

It's not that I don't help him, but I heard him say that he is going home. He must not be from Hengyang, and the customs must be different.

He smiled wryly and said, "Brother, do you know Shaoyang? It is very close to Hengyang. I have been working in Hengyang since I graduated from junior high school. The customs here are similar to ours, and many links are the same. I will ask you."

"Oh?" I was taken aback, and asked him, "Are there no Eight Immortals over there? Why do you still ask me, an outsider?"

"We are not called Eight Immortals who carry coffins, they are called weight bearers. They only know how to carry coffins. They don't know as much about funerals as your Eight Immortals. Most of the Taoist priests who carry out funerals over there are just fake. Those who are capable They are all old people, those old people are old and have many inconveniences, and they don’t want to go to funerals, just now I saw the attitude of the two brothers next to you towards you, I think you have the ability, so I want to ask you.” He explained to me One sentence.

Hearing what he said, thinking about it, people who do funerals in different places are uneven. In some places, people who do funerals have special skills, but in other places there will be some people who make up for it. This has something to do with local customs, environment and economy. Conditions are concerned.

If the customs are complex, the environment is beautiful, and the economy is developed in that place, how many normal people are willing to do this job?This has resulted in the extreme shortage of people who hold funerals in some places.

Of course, there are also some places that are too poor and don't have so much money for funerals, but use the simpler method passed down from ancestors to send the dead up the mountain.In this way, people who do funerals have no money to make, and that industry will naturally wither. To put it bluntly, all walks of life in this society are rushing for money. If there is no money, who wants to do it?

So, I was going to give him some advice, so I asked him some detailed questions. He told me that his name is Wang Xi and his younger sister is Wang Chuyao. They were born in Washu Village, Shaodong County, SY City. Their family background is relatively poor. Both brothers and sisters graduated from junior high school. , went to work in a large supermarket in Hengyang, where my elder brother worked as a security guard and my younger sister worked as a cashier.

Just this morning, Wang Xi received a call from his hometown, saying that his grandma was critically ill, and the siblings didn't care that they had just arrived in Hengyang from their hometown for a few days, so they bought a bus ticket and hurried to their hometown.

After listening to his simple self-report, I have a fairly good impression of the two brothers and sisters. At least they rushed home as soon as they knew their relatives were going to pass away, unlike some people who used various reasons to prevaricate and postpone their return. home days.

"Ninth Brother, if my grandma passed away, how should we descendants show our filial piety?" Wang Xi stared at me for a while, and called out Ninth Brother, not caring that I was one year younger than him.

"It's a great filial piety for you to rush back as soon as possible. Show your sincerity at the funeral, and then give her more clothes and funeral objects in the coffin. If you burn things, pick some things that the old man liked when he was alive." I gave He explained.

"When doing the ritual, don't think about it, and go to the funeral with a grateful heart, so that the elderly can go smoothly." Qingxuanzi opened his eyes slightly, and interjected from the side.

"Is there any more?" Wang Chuyao glanced at me and asked in a low voice.

I thought about it. It is not easy to answer the question of expressing filial piety in later generations. If you are a philistine, you need money to show filial piety at funerals. However, the brother and sister graduated from junior high school and came out to work. They must have no money, so they can only Work on your mind.

Thinking of this, I said to her: "During rituals, descendants often kneel down. As the saying goes, if descendants kneel, the deceased is worth three points. Use your actions to atone for the deceased, so that the deceased will have a good life in the next life." birth."

After hearing this, the brothers and sisters said thank you to us, and took out a red envelope and stuffed it for me, saying that it was their heart.

I was not polite either, and accepted the red envelope. This is the rule in our industry, as long as you mention the funeral, the red envelope must be accepted.

Afterwards, we chatted for a while. Seeing that the train was about to arrive in Shaoyang, the middle-aged man who had been sitting next to him without speaking began to make things difficult.

He first glanced at Wang Xi, then raised his hand and punched it down, cursing: "**** bastard, I have endured you for an hour, and now that you are in Shaoyang, don't even think about going back to attend some ruined funeral, you boy. I will stay obediently in Shaoyang for a few days, and let your sister accompany me well."

Looking at the situation, I knew that this middle-aged man was from Shaoyang, and he must have something to do with being at the train station, otherwise, I would not have dared to say such a thing.

That Wang Xi reacted quickly, grabbed his collar, punched him in the stomach, and cursed: "What's the matter when we get to Shaoyang? Don't think it's just you. I've been at the train station for half a year, and I know as many people as you, Made."

After finishing speaking, he slapped the middle-aged man twice, cursing.

At this moment, a female voice sounded from the train's horn, "Passengers, please pay attention, Shaoyang Station is arriving soon. Passengers who are getting off at Shaoyang Station, please pack your luggage and get ready to get off the train."

(End of this chapter)

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