Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 186 Black Cat
After [-] o'clock in the evening, the sky gradually darkened. It rained in the afternoon, so that there is no sunset or glow, and there are mosquitoes that can't be beaten.

When he got home, Chen Chuanwang put the packed meals on a plate.

Grandma can't wait a long time ago, and now she has some desires for food, and red knife meat is also her "favorite".

While eating, grandma smiled and said, "Red Knife Meat is usually not available, I think about it every day."

Chen Chuanwang: "..."

Generally speaking, this stuff is only available in white affairs.

Grandpa was smoking a cigarette at the side, and said, "Live a few more years, and then eat every year, and you can eat mine."

"..."

Chen Chuanwang was helpless.

Although grandpa and the others believe in religion, they are really bearish on life and death.

He is a materialist, but if this class is not good, it is better to listen less and talk less.

taboo!

Chen Chuanwang said helplessly: "You don't usually get sick, and you are in good health."

Grandpa said: "What's the matter? Back pain, osteoporosis, gout... We don't have any diseases now, it just looks good. If we encounter a serious illness, we will say no."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Chen Chuanwang: "It's better not to say such things."

"Don't say anything, and there are no ghosts. Now we are talking about science. We are all in our 80s and have lived enough. What have we not experienced? We have experienced good times and bad times, and we will die when we die."

Grandpa flicked the ashes: "I'm dead, you ask your dad to order a wooden box for me, put my ashes in it, then ask your uncle to dig a hole for me, and ask your uncle to build me a hole with a few bricks." Just wherever you can put the box.”

"You can do whatever you want." Chen Chuanwang nodded.

"I'm dead, and I don't need any money from you. You can just sprinkle it in the big lake. The prime minister, isn't he just sprinkled it in the sea? His old man is like that, so I don't care."

"You are open-minded." Chen Chuanwang said: "If you really think so, write it in your will at that time, otherwise my father and the others will just bury you like this, and those who come to the banquet will definitely scold you in private. Those with a bad temper pointed at their noses and cursed."

"That's right, it's okay, it's okay, when the time comes, what my grandson says will be my last words."

"...You are trying to kill me!"

Chen Chuanwang sighed.

There are not too many rules and regulations in the chat between people. As we talk, the topic changes, it becomes taken for granted, and it becomes righteous.

Grandpa said to Chen Chuanwang: "But before I die, I want to drink your wedding wine, and I want to drink the full moon wine. When will you find a daughter-in-law? It's really not possible. You can find someone now, just let me meet for a while." .”

Upon hearing this, grandma also echoed: "I still want to hug my great-grandson."

"Don't, don't, just live a few more years and wait for Chen Zhen. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, so it's easy to find a partner."

"Can this be the same?" Grandpa stared and said, "Chen Zhen can compare with your eldest grandson?!"

"What's the difference? You're only talking about the eldest grandson at this time." Chen Chuanwang was speechless,

His family doesn't really care what the eldest son and grandson say, but whenever this matter is mentioned, grandpa will use these two words, as if his eldest grandson does not marry and have no children, it seems to be a great sin.

Usually, he looks open to everything, but at this time he has a feudal look.

Unable to resist the nagging of the two old men, Chen Chuanwang ran away in embarrassment looking for a reason to take a bath.

After taking a bath, grandparents also went into the house to sleep. Chen Chuanwang heated up some leftover dishes, gave them to Xiao Hei, and then went upstairs with them.

"Are the dishes so rich today?" Shui Hu asked blankly, "You don't seem to be at home today, why are there so many dishes?"

"I'm going to dinner today." Chen Chuanwang explained some trivial matters.

The monsters nodded.

Shuihu said naively: "So there are so many things to pay attention to after death, so shouldn't we also do things for them?"

The ones he was talking about were naturally the little monsters who died in the "Blood Curse Incident".

Chen Chuanwang nodded: "Should."

Shuihu said: "Then I'll go back and talk to Mr. Gui."

"But we don't know how to cook."

Snake Zaitian turned his head to look at Chen Chuanwang, and the eyes of other monsters also fell on Chen Chuanwang.

Chen Chuanwang shook his head: "I can't do it. I can only cook in a small wok or a big pot. I can't do it."

"How do you know if you don't try it? And you're the only one who knows it. It's not like we haven't tasted the food you cook. It's delicious. If it doesn't work, just buy hamburger and fried chicken."

"That's too expensive..." Chen Chuanwang thought for a while, then nodded and agreed: "Then you can make arrangements, I will practice recently."

……

……

The next day.

Compared with the situation of coming here early yesterday morning, today is much better. It was almost ten o'clock when Chen Chuanwang and grandpa arrived here.

There are fewer people today than yesterday, but it is understandable. After all, some people came here on leave, and two or three hundred a day is not a lot.

Chen Chuanwang saw the little girl and the black cat again, they were sitting quietly at the door, like logs.

Today there is only eating and drinking, and the dishes have not changed much.

After eating and drinking enough, the grandfather chatted with the old man for a while, and Chen Chuanwang took him home.

The third day of funeral.

Ground is breaking today.

Chen Chuanwang and the others came here early, with the sound of gongs and drums, and the roar of firecrackers, several uncles carried the coffin and walked out, followed by wreaths and people in mourning.

When Chen Chuanwang walked out the door, he noticed that the black cat was staring at the coffin intently, without any fear of the sound of firecrackers.

After a while, set off a piece of firecrackers.

After walking for half an hour, the coffin was delivered to the car.

When everyone returned home, half left and half stayed.

Time passed slowly, until one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the people who went to the crematorium came back.

Chen Chuanwang and the others continued to wear hemp and filial piety, and followed them to the tomb in the field.

"I'll just wait for you. If you come later, the cement will almost dry." Another junior of the deceased and a bricklayer said, "Put something away quickly. What does Third Uncle usually like to eat and drink?" What, and everything you want to put in it."

The family members of the deceased wept and cried, set off cigarettes, wine, and many things.

Chen Chuanwang walked up to the little girl and touched her lightly: "Is that... is it your cat?"

The little girl was stunned, and looked in the direction of Chen Chuanwang's finger, only to see a big black cat with its eyes closed lying on the grass side of the grave.

The little girl couldn't hold back all of a sudden, ran over, and burst into tears.

"Why is there a dead cat here? It's still a black cat, which is unlucky!"

"It's my cat, it's raised by my dad."

The little girl's father picked up the cat and came to the grave to put it in.

"Hey, can this be released?"

"It's a cat, or a black cat."

The little girl's father nodded: "Is there anything you can't let go, my cat, what are you afraid of."

He sent the black cat in, and then said to the bricklayer: "Okay, close it."

"okay."

The cement was laid, and the last brick was sent up.

rustle……

The black cat was never seen again.

(End of this chapter)