Ding Ergou's Arbitrary Life

Ding Changsheng trotted all the way to the gate of Baishan No.1 middle school, picked up the car, and then opened the Baishan central hospital. Although he promised to come here, he really didn't know what he had come for.

"Take good care of your health.". This is what Ding Changsheng said when he saw Fu pinqian. Otherwise, what else could he say.

Fu pinqian nodded: "thank you. We have no relatives or friends in Baishan. He is an orphan. In order to stay with him, I don't hesitate to fall out with my family. So now, no one will help us. I only know you in Baishan except my colleagues.".

"What are your plans and what do you need me to do?" Ding Changsheng asked.

"I think it's better to cremate him. Anyway, no one will come to mourn.".

"No, there should be rituals. Let's set up a funeral hall in the crematorium. I'll be the mourner. After all, I met him once.". Ding Changsheng said.

Miao Miao then took Fu pinqian's arm and sobbed while listening to their conversation. She suddenly felt that Ding Changsheng was really a good man. As it is today, no one is willing to help them, but his mother only made a phone call, and this person came, and before that, he returned 50000 yuan. His father said that with the money, he lived an extra month 。

"I'll set it up first, and then you can take a taxi to the crematorium.".

Although Miao Fangming had no friends, Ding Changsheng still asked someone to decorate the hall. Miao Fangming was lying among the flowers and cypresses with wreaths on both sides, which were rented anyway.

"Boss, I see that your soul hall is cold and cold. Do you want to invite people to be lively and lively?" One of the staff said.

Ding Changsheng was stunned: "what do you mean?"

"Our crematorium provides a one-stop service. This man is going to leave. He can't walk so quietly. When he gets to the underworld, he is bullied by other imps. If the battle is bigger, it will bring good luck to his family..." The crematorium staff chattered.

"Well, what do you mean in the end.".

"Oh, to tell you the truth, I do the crying work. If you need someone, I'll send someone for you. After the custody comes, kowtow and cry bitterly. How about leaving in a hurry?"

Ding Changsheng was stunned. He had no one else to do this job. However, after thinking about it, Miao Fangming had no relatives in the local area. He only had two wives and children. Even with him, he was no more than three people. It was cold and unfriendly indeed.

"What's the charge?"

"100 yuan per person, crying for half an hour.".

"OK, give me two thousand yuan.".

"OK, you can hold it.".

When Ding Changsheng's arrangement was almost finished, Fu pinqian also came. However, as soon as he walked into the hall, he saw Lu Lu Lu continue to wear filial piety clothes. He didn't talk much. He fell on his knees and cried. Some cried for his brother, his uncle, and his uncle. On the contrary, he was making a lot of noise. Moreover, there was sadness and joy in the room, while Miao Fangming cleaned it up Jing, lie in the middle of the room.

In the middle of the wall is a banner with white characters on a black background: "mourning for Comrade Miao Fangming, a famous calligrapher and painter." below is the black and white portrait of Miao Fangming. This posture is quite like that of Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery.

Not only Fu pinqian was stunned, but also the children and seedlings. Who is this? Apart from the father lying in the flowers, these people hardly know each other in this room. Where do these people come from.

At this time, Ding Changsheng entered the house, then bowed three times and shook hands with Fu pinqian Miao Miao. This made the atmosphere in the room very strange. Fortunately, Ding Changsheng did not leave, but stood beside Fu pinqian, watching the people crying and crying.

"What's going on?" Fu asked in a low voice.

"It's OK, I just don't want to let the old Miao go too cold, that's not good, you and Miaomiao's heart will be more uncomfortable.". Ding Changsheng said in a low voice. The sad expression on his face was definitely not pretending. Miao Miao also heard these words and couldn't help but feel good for Ding Changsheng.

Miao Miao doesn't know what it means after hearing this, but Fu pinqian is an adult. Of course, she knows something about it.

You don't have a counter-offer. After sending Miao Fangming away, Fu pinqian takes Miao Miao to choose the urn, which will be used later.

Without help, he had to worry about everything by himself. Fu pinqian had no strength to grieve at this time. Although Ding Changsheng was called to help, she could not tell others everything. Up to now, people have helped enough.

"What's the cheapest one?"

It's this one. It's mahogany. 2888.

"Nothing cheaper?" Fu pinqian felt his pocket and asked again.

"Elder sister, this is the home of the deceased. Now it takes hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy a house. It won't be broken after you buy it. It's OK to leave it for 100 years. Don't bargain.". The staff seemed very impatient.

"How much is the most expensive?" Ding Changsheng asked at the door."The most expensive one is nanmu. Although it's not golden Phoebe, it's also the best wood. It's stronger. It's at a price of 18000. It's from the ninth five year plan, which can bring happiness and official spirit to the family.".

"OK, that's it. Can I pay by card?"

"Are you crazy? Besides, it's not a pity that they will be buried after a period of time. ". Fu pinqian pulled Ding Changsheng aside and whispered.

Ding Changsheng didn't speak. He just took out his mobile phone to play the recording, "you go out and listen to it. Since I have promised him, I will certainly do it. Money is earned by people. If you spend it, you can make it again. The world is vast and the dead are the biggest. What do you say?"

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