At the beginning of the quadrangle courtyard, it turns into Qinhuairu

Yi Zhonghai came to Shoucai Shop full of anger.

"Is anyone there?" Yi Zhonghai asked loudly after he went in and saw no one.

After a while, a person came out of it, looking about 45 or [-] years old, with a goat's beard and wearing a pair of glasses.

"Hey, what do you want?" the boss asked.

Yi Zhonghai was already full of anger, and he didn't speak well. He said with a trace of anger: "What else can I buy when I come to Shoucai? Could it be that you are still selling vegetables?"

The boss was also a little angry with his family today, and he didn't have a doorman on his mouth, so he rolled his eyes and said, "I asked you to say this, I never heard of someone who died with vegetable leaves?
If you go out to buy vegetables and turn left, there are plenty of them at the stall, our coffin is hard, and your teeth may be broken. "

Yi Zhonghai was worried that he had no place to vent his anger. Seeing that the boss still dared to talk to him like this, his anger was rising.

"It's nothing, your family is not a business, is it?
The guest came in and no one came in, so I called you out, and you were quite aggressive, you want to fight, right? "Yi Zhonghai rolled up his arms and sleeves and stepped forward to fight.

The boss was not polite, he pulled out a stick from under the bench, pointed at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Don't fucking talk nonsense with me, you'll be angry when you come in, what's the matter, don't you think you're a man who's easy to bully?

Let me tell you, when I trade the dead, there are a lot of coffins. Do you want me to give you a bite to lie down in? "

Yi Zhonghai looked at the stick in the boss's hand, and his heart softened instantly. As soon as his heart softened, his legs softened, and he forced a smile and said: "Boss, if you have something to say, it's not like something happened to my family. I'm in a bad mood, or else I can't come to you, can I?"

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was timid, the boss put down the stick in his hand, and said disdainfully: "Look at you, I don't want to bother with you, you want to buy it elsewhere, but my family is nearby, you don't want to come here where?

Let's talk about what to buy, there are many things for the dead, such as colorful clothes, shrouds, coffins, paper money, and brass basins. "

Yi Zhonghai smiled awkwardly and said, "My son is dead, please bring me a coffin."

The boss frowned and said, "Just a coffin? Paper people, paper horses, shrouds, brass basins, paper money?
This person's death and ascension to heaven is a big event, and when he gets to the underworld, he will have a lot of things to use, so he can't use money to buy the kid?Don't bribe the judge when you see the judge? "

The boss was so eloquent that he confused Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai said in his heart that his old mother was buried in a thin-skinned coffin. According to the specifications the boss said, it would cost at least 50 yuan to buy them all.

"Boss, our family is not rich. The things you mentioned are all used by old landlords. We, a worker-peasant family, can't afford them." Yi Zhonghai said embarrassingly.

The boss looked Yi Zhonghai up and down, and said with a look of disgust: "For this man, there are only two major events in life, one is birth, one is death, and the other is not a major event.

Maybe you didn’t live well in the first half of your life, just pointing to the little honor after death, you don’t buy this or that, this is not purely corn leaves going to the grave, are you fooling a ghost? "

Yi Zhonghai fell silent after hearing the boss's words, and suddenly felt that what the boss said was right, he couldn't recognize his son when he was alive, and he must give him a good deal when he died, isn't it just money?
"That's fine, boss, I'll do whatever you say..." Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and said.

As soon as the boss heard that he wanted it, his eyeballs lit up. He quickly took out his abacus and typed it cracklingly. He couldn't help thinking about how to earn more money.

"All of these are needed, you can't miss the chui chui da da, right?
I see that you have bought so many things. If you are a braggart, I will give you a little less money. Do you think it will work? "The boss said with a smile on his face.

Yi Zhonghai thinks about it too, big money is spent, small money is nothing, after all, he is his own son.

"Everything, everything, we're going to stop today, so hurry up and do it?" Yi Zhonghai said.

The boss was also unambiguous, whoever made money didn't make money, so he quickly called the buddy to prepare things.

"You can give a total of eighty..." The boss finished counting the things and posted a price for Yi Zhong.

Yi Zhonghai was speechless when he heard the price, isn't it too expensive?
Seeing Yi Zhonghai's hesitation, the boss said, "Comrade, the price is not that high. Don't believe me, ask around, who doesn't use my birthday materials?
And don't worry about my business, I never make shady money, not to mention that I am a dead man's business, if I make shady money, then I won't be struck by lightning? "

Yi Zhonghai thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and the sale of dead people is generally not bargained.

"Eighty is eighty. You have someone send me to the hospital, and then I will pay you. I didn't bring so much when I came out." Yi Zhonghai said.

The boss nodded and said: "No problem, you go ahead and our guys follow behind."

After everything was done, the boss asked people to deliver the things to the yard. As soon as Yi Zhonghai walked away, the boss laughed.

"He's such a bastard, he can give as much as he wants, isn't he out of his mind?" The boss said with a smile to himself.

The things he prepared for Yi Zhonghai were all defective products from their store, especially the coffin, which was made of dog bumps, and the sum of the odds and ends did not exceed 20 yuan.

Yi Zhonghai asked you to stop in the middle of the yard, and after paying the money, he called Liu Haizhong, and together they went to the police station to bring Jia Ren's body back.

Several people helped to put the corpse into the coffin, covered it with a Dharani quilt, and began to rest. It took seven days for the dead body to rest, and then it was buried.

Qin Huairu looked at Yi Zhonghai's effort, and an idea came to his mind.

She ran to the street and looked for Director Wang...

"Director Wang, I want to report." Qin Huairu came to Director Wang's office and said.

Director Wang raised his eyebrows and said, "Huairu, who do you want to report?"

Qin Huairu said: "Yi Zhonghai is doing a lot of business at home, and I look at that posture, and I can catch up with Lao Cai, a landlord."

Director Wang just frowned, he didn't want to take care of this kind of thing, after all, there must be a ceremony after death.

"Director Wang, this is a bad habit in the old society. You can't just ignore it. If everyone follows suit in the future, what will happen?" Seeing that Director Wang didn't intend to take care of it, Qin Huairu said immediately.

Director Wang looked up at Qin Huairu, and said puzzledly: "How much enmity do you have with this person? Neighbors in the neighborhood, don't make too much trouble, the dead are the worst."

Qin Huairu also knew that she might have done something dishonest in this matter, but thinking about Yi Zhonghai's framing of herself, she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong.

Don't persuade others to be kind, no matter what others say, she doesn't have such a big heart anyway.