Siheyuan: Steel Mill Driver

"Who else could it be? Old Zhao. He gave me a key and was so mysterious about it."

Su Ke'er was stunned, but didn't say anything, just sighed.

When Old Zhao arrived at the subdistrict office, he saw Director Wang who had just returned from work and said, "Director Wang, you are busy."

"Hey, Lao Zhao, why are you so idle today?"

Old Zhao said a little embarrassedly: "Do you have time? I want to talk to you about something."

"I just finished my work and I have some time. Come into the house and talk with me.

Chen Xiufang, pour Uncle Zhao a glass of water."

After the two sat down, Director Wang said, "Old Zhao, if you have any problem, just tell us. The street office will definitely help if we can."

Old Zhao took a sip of water and said, "Director Wang, I don't have much time left. This is all the money I have, a total of three hundred and eighty-six yuan and thirty cents."

"Please give these two hundred dollars to those in need, and keep the rest for me to use in my funeral! This is my receipt for the funeral supplies. The money has been paid, and I have already chosen the place and the people. This is the address!"

Director Wang looked at him as he explained his last wishes and said, "Old Zhao, you..."

Old Zhao's behavior not only confused Director Wang, but also the other people in the street office didn't understand it.

Old Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be surprised. I, my time has entered the countdown!"

"I didn't stay at home because I didn't want to give up the house. There was a death!"

"The house has been given to Su Keyue. You know that. Let her deal with the things in the house as well!"

"Give my tricycle to this girl as well! Just say that I, Old Zhao, thank her for the snacks!"

Director Wang looked at Old Zhao and said, "Old Zhao, you better stop talking. Shall I take you to the hospital first?"

"Haha, no, no need. I feel fine now. This, this may be the legendary last gasp of life."

"Director Wang, if I leave, everyone will be happy. I like the hustle and bustle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Zhao's eyes closed, his head tilted, and he passed away!

Director Wang……

Other people from the subdistrict office...

Li Feng was sleeping soundly at home when Su Keyue pulled him up and said, "Hey, brother-in-law, wake up."

"It's almost noon! I'm really impressed!"

Su Keyue's eyes turned, and she put her cold little hand directly into Li Feng's clothes.

Li Feng sobered up instantly and said, "Fuck, sister-in-law, you are trying to murder your own brother-in-law!"

After saying that, he pulled Su Keyue down on the bed and spanked her little butt several times.

Su Keyue's face turned red after being hit several times. She said, "Brother-in-law, please let me go. I'm really in trouble. Old Zhao is dead."

"Ah? When did it happen?"

"Just now, I heard from the people in the street office that Old Zhao went directly to the street office to die in order to ensure that there were no dead people in the house."

Li Feng…….

"This old man is a ruthless person! We can't do anything if we leave. Let's go buy him a coffin."

"No need, brother-in-law. Old Zhao has already arranged everything. He has even chosen a cemetery and found people to carry the coffin!"

"Hey, this old man! I wonder what he has been busy with these days!"

"Let's go, go out and take a look! We have to see this old man off anyway."

It just so happened that the monthly discounted items including Hulusi, Erhu and Suona appeared a few days ago. He was quite angry at first, but he didn't expect that they would come in handy so soon!

Fortunately, these three instruments have built-in skills, otherwise he wouldn’t know how to play them!

When the two of them went out, Su Keyue saw the suona in Li Feng's hand and said, "Wow, brother-in-law, when did you get the suona back? I heard that it's not easy to play!"

"Haha, I'm just fooling around, let's go."

As soon as the two of them left the house, they heard Jia Zhang making a scene.

"Whose coffin is this? Why is it blocking the door? This is too much of an insult, isn't it? Isn't this bad luck? Someone come and take it away quickly."

At this time, Yan Bugui was holding the elegiac couplet he had just written, and heard Jia Zhangshi making a scene. He quickly said, "Old sister-in-law, what are you yelling at me?"

"Old Yan, it's good that you're out. Look who this is. This is too bad. They put a coffin at the gate of the compound. How unlucky!"

After saying that, he saw the elegiac couplet in Yan Bugui's hand and said casually, "Hey, elegiac couplet? Old Yan, who died in your family?"

Yan Bugui, he really wanted to rush over with a big fight.

"Hmph, Jia Zhang, don't talk nonsense. This is written for Old Zhao. This coffin belongs to Old Zhao."

"Oh, it's from Old Zhao!"

"No, it can't belong to anyone else, and it can't be left randomly. If it's left in the yard, how creepy it would be to go to the toilet at night? I'll go talk to Old Zhao about it."

Yan Bugui took a deep breath, pushed up his glasses and said, "Okay, talk to him. He's in the coffin now. If you hurry up, maybe Lao Zhao is still warm."

Jia Zhang looked at Yan Bugui speechlessly and said, "Old Yan, don't fool me. Whose good man is lying in the coffin? Be careful when Dongxu comes back, I will let him beat you up."

Yan Bugui said, "Old Zhao is dead now! If you have something to say, tell him quickly. Maybe he can still hear you."

Jia Zhang finally reacted and said, "Ah...? Old man, old man, is Old Zhao dead?"

"Well, my Dongxu won't let me leave the house, so I'm going back first."

As soon as Li Feng came out, he saw a big fat rat, which ran over in a flash.

At this time, Director Wang also arrived, and with him came a few people pushing a cart with the mourning tent on it.

Yan Bugui finished writing the elegiac couplet and hurried to Director Wang and said, "Director, you are here."

"Well, who was that person shouting here just now?"

"Oh, that was Jia Zhang. She thought someone was playing a prank on her. I explained it to her."

"Oh, all right."

"After so many years, Lao Zhao is all alone. Let's send him off for the last time! This is the money Lao Zhao left behind. Please help set up a few tables."

"If the money is not enough, whoever owes Lao Zhao a gift can make up for it."

Yan Bugui took the money and said in embarrassment: "Director Wang, you don't know that the money is easy to deal with now, but the key is that we can't buy the ingredients for the banquet!"

"Well, I know this. Go find Li Gousheng and ask him to do it. He will definitely help."

"Now that he's here, you and Gou Sheng can work out the dishes for the banquet, and ask He Yuzhu from the courtyard to make them some time. Just tell them what I said."

"Gousheng, is it okay to buy ingredients for the banquet?"

Li Feng touched his nose speechlessly and said, "Now that you've said this, it has to be okay!"

"That's good! By the way, before he left, Old Zhao said, 'He likes lively places, not dull places.'"

Li Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, I get it. I happen to have a suona here."