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As he gets older, he has officially entered middle age. He is thirty-four years old and will be thirty-five in a few months. The passage of time has brought about many changes, such as his growing economic strength.

, such as social status gradually increases.

But middle-aged people will naturally have middle-aged worries, such as gradually declining physical fitness, gradual appearance of wrinkles on the face, the pressure brought by starting a family and starting a business, and having to accept the destined departure of their parents.

After all, no one can leave this world alive.

It's better to be in your thirties. Many of Lu Ze's friends are already over forty, and the elderly in the family have also become sickly. In the past four or five years, Lu Ze has forgotten how many funerals he has attended.

After many cries, although it cannot be regarded as seeing through life and death, it can be said to be indifferent, because one day in the future, everyone, including himself, will leave in a decent or dishonorable way.

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All we can do is wait quietly for that day to arrive.

At the airport, just after leaving the gate, the wind in the Imperial Capital today was a bit strong. It was expected to rain soon. He glanced at his watch and saw that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. For some reason, there were not many smoking areas that should have been crowded with tourists.

Alone, he found an empty seat with someone on his back, heated the cigarette lighter, looked up at the sky, and silently finished the cigarette.

"Didi, didi, didi... hello? Lu'er, where are you?"

"I'm in the smoking area, under the overpass, at No. 13. I saw you. Did you see me waving?"

Lu Ze raised his hand and waved at Wang Pushen. Lao Wang's eyes were also very good. Lu Ze looked at the person immediately. He strode over to Lu Ze and raised two fingers to Lu Ze, indicating that he would take one.

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The two of them stood on the side of the road, chatting and finished the cigarette. Then they called a taxi and gave the address to the enthusiastic driver who spoke with a Beijing accent. When he heard that the address was a funeral parlor, the driver was not reluctant to take the taxi.

All the things he wanted to talk about were put back into his stomach, and he led the two of them to their destination in silence.

There was a traffic jam at this point. It was easy to walk into the city. Once on the fifth ring road, it would take five or six minutes to move 100 meters. The two of them were not in a good mood at this time. After getting on the bus, they basically

There was no verbal communication, so everyone closed their eyes and rested. After sitting for more than two hours, it was already dark before they finally arrived at the funeral home.

From far away, there were many luxury cars parked on the roadside. Although the driver didn't say anything, he stuck his head out curiously. The taxi slowly drove to the gate. There were many people standing smoking at the gate.

Lu Ze and Wang Pushen got out of the car and kept looking towards the taxi.

It was also because it was dark and Lu Ze was wearing a hat and glasses. At first, the group did not recognize him. Until Lu Ze took the initiative to take off these things, the group's expressionless faces immediately changed.

"Hello Mr. Lu."

"Teacher Lu, are you here?"

For a while, there were constant greetings. The voices were not flattering, but I could still hear the good intentions. I looked at their faces one by one. Some of them knew each other, and some had never seen them before. But even if they knew each other, they were all gangsters.

He's not a good guy, otherwise he wouldn't be blocking the door here for a long time and not wanting to leave.

"Everyone, wait a moment. I'll go in and see the old man first. We can talk again later, okay?"

"Yes, yes, it's important, old man. I was the one who was rude. Teacher Lu, please."

Soon, the group of people made way out of the aisle and no longer stuck to Lu Ze like brown candy. Lu Ze thanked everyone and then followed Wang Pushen into the courtyard. After asking a little, he entered the farewell room in the middle of the funeral home.

hall.

There were many seniors standing outside the hall, but the total number of people was not large. After all, it was the first day and it was evening. If they weren't on particularly good terms with each other, most of them would come over the next day.

After shaking hands with the elders and saying hello, a girl who should be a descendant of the old Song family handed over two chrysanthemums. The two stood at the door, tidying up their clothes, and heard the sad music in their ears. Lu Ze sighed and stepped into the room.

Half knee high threshold.

The crystal coffin was covered with white cloth, and the old lady's face could not be seen. There was no futon on the floor, which solved many people's worries about whether to kowtow or not. All the old Song family members were there, including Song Guiyuan's eldest brother, younger sister, and their spouses.

and children.

Lu Ze looked at Song Guiyuan. He was not crying, but he should have cried just now. His eyes were a little red. He nodded to Lu Ze and whispered to the crystal coffin: "Mom, Lu Ze and Pu Shen are here to see you.

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This sound of sadness also aroused Lu Ze's sadness. He had met the old lady several times before. Once when Song Dynasty returned to Liao Province to celebrate the New Year, Lu Ze made a special trip to pay homage to the old lady.

In my impression, she was an old man who loved to laugh. When I met her for the second time, I saw her collecting water bottles downstairs. She was very frugal, very clean, and very kind. She was still rosy and energetic a few years ago.

My head was full, but I didn't expect that it would suddenly disappear in such a short period of time.

Looking at the old lady's voice and appearance on the portrait, he took a step back and bowed three times to the old lady together with Wang Pushen. After the family members thanked her, they gently placed the chrysanthemums in front of the coffin, then walked towards Song Guiyuan and gave him

Song Guiyuan gave him a firm hug.

"The days have to move on, man, hold on."

He hugged Lao Song and slapped him on the back. Song Guiyuan gave a not-too-ugly smile and nodded vigorously to Lu Ze. He once said this to Lu Ze, this time

, he returned this sentence to comfort himself.

Friends should shine as a shield when their friends need comfort.

"Don't worry, don't leave if you have nothing to do in the past two days. When I send my mother away, let's have a drink, Pu Shen and you too."

"Okay, I'll accompany you as much as you want to drink. Sister-in-law, give me a filial piety belt."

At any time, Lu Ze recognized Song Guiyuan as his eldest brother, so he also treated the old lady as his mother. He just saw Zheng Yi and the others at the door, with white cloth tied around their waists.

Zhuang Xue didn't say anything, turned around and brought it to Lu Ze and Wang Pushen. The two tied the filial piety belt tightly around their waists. Seeing someone coming outside, they should be the guests of Sister Song, so they stopped talking.

He took his place and exited the mourning hall.

Everyone was standing outside, and no coffin was allowed inside the funeral home. The October night was already chilly, and with the strong wind today, goosebumps instantly appeared when the cold wind blew.

Because of this, the vast majority of people stood at the door for a while and then left. Only a small number of people who had a good relationship with Lao Song, or who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to build relationships, did not leave, or were waiting at the gate of the funeral home.

Or go back to the car and turn on the heater to keep warm.

"U Shen! This way!"

Zheng Yi sat in the car, lowered the window and waved to Wang Pushen. Seeing that Wang Pushen had seen it, and an unknown vehicle passed by the roadside, he closed the window again. When Wang Pushen came closer, he lay down

I looked out the window and saw a group of old guys playing poker in the back seat.

There was no one in the passenger seat, so he sat on it and took off the scarf wrapped around his neck in circles. When the warm wind blew, the mucus flowed out of his nose. He sucked it lightly and pulled a piece of tissue to wipe the cold

With a slightly red nose, he put his hands next to the heater vent and woke up his numb fingers.

After taking a look at the old guys behind me, I saw that the nature of playing cards was not very high. They were just here to waste time. They didn't make loud noises and didn't communicate much. They just reported their card numbers.

Several people said hello, Wang Pushen turned off the lights in the front row, leaned back on the chair and sighed, lowered the window slightly, gave one to Zheng Yi, and lit it himself first.

"Oh, I'm really busy."

The two of them looked at the entrance of the funeral home. There were crowds of people there, surrounding Lu Ze. Zheng Yi couldn't help but sigh. He was from the old imperial capital, and his accent was not serious. It sounded a bit sour, but

The brothers all knew in their hearts that he definitely didn’t mean that, it was just a literal meaning.

"Who didn't say anything? Wuyang Wuyang squeezed in front of him. Where is Li Wei?"

"In Tianjin, a lot of people came to see the old lady. All the decent wreaths in Dongcheng were sold out. He happened to be filming in Tianjin, so I asked him to bring us our share.

By the way, have you made an order here?"

"Lu Er and I have finished the order. There are still goods in Shunyi. The order we placed over the phone will probably arrive in a few hours."

We have communicated before. We are all brothers. We all decided how much to buy together. Each person will get ten wreaths. No one has more than anyone else, and no one has less than anyone else, so as not to hurt the harmony and buy too much.

The city was indeed difficult to deal with, and it actually caused trouble for Lao Song.

The two of them chatted endlessly in the car. Lu Ze also tried to evade the situation in every possible way, trying to be as tactful as possible, because in this situation, he was too embarrassed to offend the people who came to establish relations.

Punch back.

He actually hates socializing in circles on such occasions. It is obviously a sad and very serious matter, and the real owner is not the relatives and friends attending the memorial. However, today's trend has turned funerals into working-class social gatherings.

Purpose, as if the final value of a deceased person is to create connections for others.

But precisely because this is the old man's last value, no one will show dissatisfaction on such an occasion, especially a good friend like Lu Ze who has a very close relationship with the real owner.

What the other party said was pleasant, and Lu Ze could only nod and accept it. He collected a lot of business cards, piled them into a pile and stuffed them into his suit pocket. After leaving the crowd, he began to feel cold again. He stood on the side of the road and looked around, looking for

Wang Pushen's figure was followed until Zheng Yi stepped forward and flashed twice, and the LED headlights shone brightly on Lu Ze's eyes.

A Toyota Alphard, you can find 20 of them on this street and there are still some leftovers. In the past few years, this car has become popular in domestic business circles, and it is said that the price increase is quite severe.

It seems that this car has become an entry ticket for some class. Lu Ze has stopped playing in China for a long time. He doesn't know how this thing became popular. But as long as you understand one truth, the higher the price, the more people will buy it. If you don't increase the price, you will buy it.

If you help people but don't buy it, you will understand the nature of the people who buy this car.

But don’t mention it, if this car is used for a wedding or a funeral, it would be suitable for a team. It looks pretty good when put together in a team, but it is not worthy of this beautiful price.

The back door was opened, and Lu Ze boarded this tycoon's toy for the first time. The space was not small, but with two airline seats placed here and three people sitting there, the space seemed a bit cramped.

Zhao Xinxiang rolled over to the third row and offered a seat to Lu Ze. After much evasion, he still couldn't refuse. Lu Ze could only shake his head and sit on the airline seat. He saw that there were poker cards in the gap between the armrests, and they were picked up and played with them.

, he did not refuse the invitation anymore, joined the battle, opened three more decks of cards, and played four punches with these three people.

We haven't eaten yet in the evening, and Lu Ze and the others didn't go to the dinner party for the guests. They were afraid that something might happen and the brothers needed help, so they ate some bread and milk in the car. Here, Lu Ze had just finished eating the bread, and his mouth

He was still holding the milk packaging bag in his mouth and throwing down the six k, and then he heard the sound of water splashing on the roof of the car.

It's raining.

A black A8 was slowly approaching. Lu Ze turned his head and looked over. Through the lights inside the A8, he saw Zhuang Yu and Wang Zhen opening the door, holding up umbrellas and hurriedly getting out of the car.

"Brother Shen, you play two games for me first. I'll be sure to get this one out. I'll go out for a while."

"OK."

After finding a replacement, Lu Ze also ran out of the car with an umbrella, strode towards the two of them, shouted, and the two stopped and turned to look at Lu Ze.

"Lu'er?"

"Hey, Sister Zhen."

Wang Zhen was still very cheerful. When he saw Lu Ze, his expression was very surprised. He stepped on his feet and hugged Lu Ze gently. Then he left time for Zhuang Yu. He also hugged Lu Ze and showed a smile.

"When did you arrive?"

"I've been here for a while, where did you two come back from?"

"I just came back from Shanghai. When I received the letter, we were still having a meeting in Tiancheng. Traffic jam started as soon as we left the company. The plane was delayed and I almost missed it. How is the old lady doing?"

“It was well done and very decent.”

Looking at the hall, it was brightly lit, but in about half an hour, the funeral parlor would be closed. Nowadays, private funeral tents are no longer allowed in big cities, and there is no way to hold wakes. Lao Song will be waiting for you later.

Family members also have to come out. If they want to go home, they can go home. If they don't want to go home, they can spend the night in the parking lot at the door.

"That's good, come and stay at my place tonight."

"Farewell, let me check the situation. If I need help, I will sleep in the car. If not, I will go live with my master. The old man called me several times. I have to check it out when I get to the imperial capital.

old married couple."

"Okay then, tell Mr. Chen for me. Are you still going in?"

"I won't go in. The wreaths I ordered haven't arrived yet. I have to call and ask."

After saying that, Zhuang Yu and his wife entered the hall. Lu Ze also contacted the driver who delivered the wreaths. It was said that the goods could not be delivered until the rain stopped to prevent the wreaths from getting wet and damaged by the rain. Lu Ze also

The only thing I could do was to get back into the car to get warm.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that the funeral home officially closed and all the family members left. At this moment, the sound of rain began to stop. Only then did Song Guiyuan's brother and sister find Lu Ze to express their gratitude. The group stood at the door.

Discussing who should keep watch tonight.

"Listen to my brother, you and my little sister go back first. I will stay here tonight. You two go to my place and guard the house. Secondly, little sister, please stay with our dad more. The fragrance at home will not be cut off.

That’s it. Brother, please come and take my place tomorrow. Wife, take Xiaoliang and live with your uncle. The child is sleepy too. Let him sleep quickly. Give the house keys to brother, Lu Er, Lao Zheng, Lao

King, you should withdraw when you need to, go ahead, go ahead."

Although Lao Song was the second eldest child in the family, he was the toughest in speaking. He made the arrangement, and the other two brothers and sisters didn't say anything. They nodded, packed their things in silence, and prepared to leave.

"Guiyuan, you... can you do this alone?"

After all, it is the wife who loves the man. This is indeed not a good place. She sleeps in the car in front of the funeral home all night, and she is still alone. Even if she is not superstitious, she should be worried at the moment. After all, she has heard about many things.

Stories about people visiting graves or passing by funeral parlors and being frightened crazy.

"What's wrong, hey...? Who is here again?"

Not far away, two trucks, one large and one small, were approaching. Everyone squinted and looked over. They saw a man getting out of the passenger seat of the big car in front of them. He jumped out of the car, threw his cigarette butts on the ground and stamped them out. The lights were too dazzling and they couldn't see.

After clearing their faces, it wasn't until he shouted that everyone realized who it was.

"Come here and help me, come on!"

"Damn it, Lao Li, why did you come back?"

"Don't fucking mention it. It's raining heavily and you can't see the road clearly. We almost fell into the ditch with our car. Master, you guys can unload the car and unload it into the yard. Whose car is behind it?"

The screen of Lu Ze's mobile phone lit up. He quickly waved to recognize him and walked to the driver of the minivan to sign and pay the balance. Song Guiyuan had just finished talking to the guard, and everyone worked together to push the wreath into the yard and

All the wreaths were connected in series with ropes to make sure they would not blow away in strong winds, and finally they were covered with a layer of transparent plastic sheet to prevent God from beating them again.

After the work was done, the group confirmed the itinerary again, but this time, Lu Ze and the other old buddies did not agree. This place is indeed quite evil. It is okay for a few big men to be here, but I must be scared here.

, Old Song is such a tough talker, if everyone really leaves, he will definitely regret it.

We are all old brothers who have known each other for more than ten years, and no one has any doubts about where they live. Where did these old guys live when they were young? They all came down, and no one was slacking on errands. Everyone present

They arranged accommodation for a few women and children, left four cars for a few people, and then the large army withdrew.

Lu Ze suddenly felt that the place had become quiet all of a sudden. There was not even a cicada chirping or a frog chirping. It was almost winter, and the small insects had long been frozen to death.

It was only after eight o'clock, and everyone must not be sleepy, so we had to park the two cars side by side, sandwich the remaining plastic sheets between the car doors and the car glass, and formed a circle that could only block the wind but had no lid.

In the shed, if you need to continue playing poker, you can continue playing by the headlight of the security room. If you don’t want to play, you can go back to the car and play on your mobile phone.

During this period, everyone also asked about Lu Ze's current situation, but they only asked very basic questions. They briefly talked about whether he was adaptable to life abroad, etc. Lu Ze didn't like playing poker very much, mainly because he was really interested in this thing.

If you don’t have any talent, who will play if you always lose? After throwing down some loose money, he and Song Guiyuan lay down in a car, took out their mobile phones and played for a while before feeling sleepy. There were sounds from outside.

It was too noisy and couldn't enter the system space, so he actually fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he slept, but his subconscious told Lu Ze that he hadn't slept for a long time. Suddenly, the sound of the car door woke him up again. He turned around and saw that it was Lao Song who opened the door and got out of the car.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to the toilet."

Lu Ze felt it for a while and felt that he had some reserves. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and called Song Guiyuan.

"Wait for me later, I'll go too."

This place is deserted, almost in the mountains. The public restroom is inside the funeral parlor. Not to mention that the guard is already asleep and they are too embarrassed to disturb them. Even if he is not asleep, they are not that brave to go to the funeral parlor in the middle of the night.

Go to the toilet.

There was no other way to lower the quality, so they could only solve it on the spot. Following Song Guiyuan's advice, the two chose a tree on the side of the road a little further away. Old Song handed over a cigarette, and Lu Ze took advantage of the situation and lit it.

Then they each stood in front of a big tree and unbuttoned their belts.

"You can help me when I wake up the day after tomorrow."

"OK."

After saying that, the two of them stopped talking. There was no need to say thank you at all. They each found a fairly thick tree. It was dark and it was hard to see what kind of tree it was. They opened the zipper and started to solve their personal problems, because their backs were to the road.

Naturally, the eyes will look towards the fields. It is so dark that it is impossible to see how far away. As for ghosts, that is nonsense.

"Why did you say this old man didn't even say a word? He just said, "Mom, I went to get a meal, and he left before I came back. He didn't even see me for the last time. You also know that my old lady,

I have been frugal all my life, but when I get old, when my son and daughter are able to make a living, they don’t want this or that, and they still live by scratching their heads. This is not going well... We three brothers and sisters will never think about it for the rest of our lives. If you want to eat more,

What, can it still smell good?"

"An era has its own way of living, and a generation is destined to have the mark left by that era. Although our generation will not worry about food and clothing, if our children are filial by then, they will still have to wait for the day we die.

I feel that they owe us, this is fate, my parents gave us a life, how do we calculate the price of life?"

Life is something that cannot be repaid, and they are not Nezha. In addition, cutting off the bones to repay the father, cutting off the flesh to repay the mother, even if the debt is settled, the debt will be more, and the debt is debt. This life is destined to be owed, so what else can be done?

What should we do? This is what Lu Ze sees clearly. We are destined to come with apologies to our parents. Similarly, our children will also send us away with apologies to us, or another word may be more appropriate. This

It's not a debt, but a reluctance to let go of the family bond.

After shaking twice and putting on the inner layer, Lu Ze suddenly heard Song Guiyuan sigh, with a slight snoring sound. Lu Ze was stunned for a moment and watched Song Guiyuan pull up his pants.

She turned around and left, but didn't see his face. After flicking the ashes from her cigarette, he also grabbed his belt and left with him.

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