New Times, New Hell

Yu Zhengdu suddenly didn't want to have a showdown with Shang Que.

He smiled: "Okay, then I won't talk about it."

Shang Que: "..."

After a while, he slowly put down his hands covering his ears, begrudgingly: "If you have to say..."

"Stop talking." Yu Zhengdu looked at him with burning eyes, his eyes softened, "Really."

Shang Que: "..."

Although he was the one who refused to listen first, but I don't know why I suddenly felt choked.

Ah, even more angry!

At this time, an old man's doubtful voice came from behind Yu Zhengdu: "Xiao Yu, is this your friend?"

"Yes, he's here to pick me up." Yu Zhengdu responded to Mr. Chen's words. Seeing that Shang Que was still holding on to the domineering president's ghost with a sullen face, he couldn't help but smile in his heart. He asked, "Boss, can you see what's going on with the old gentleman?"

At this point, Shang Que couldn't lower his face to question Yu Zhengdu anymore, so he just snorted softly, looked past Yu Zhengdu, glanced at the old man behind him, and said softly, "It's a living dead."

Yu Zhengdu was puzzled: "What is a living dead?"

Shang Que raised his chin: "Look at him again."

Yu Zhengdu turned his head, and the old man was sitting on a bench by the roadside, the streetlights were shining on him, illuminating the corpse spots that had begun to spread on his skin more and more clearly, but he didn't know anything about it, and still He was humming a little tune, and when he saw them looking over, he smiled and waved: "Come here and sit down."

Shang Que: "He doesn't know he's dead yet."

When Yu Zhengdu heard the words, he suddenly understood, and only then did he really understand the most critical point in the whole thing. He didn't realize that the most important reason why the old man had passed away was actually because the old man acted too much like him from the beginning to the end. An ordinary person.

It's not the blunt feeling of a dead person pretending to be a living person, but the state of thinking that he is a living person from the bottom of his heart.

Yu Zhengdu originally thought that the old man had a good attitude, but now it seems that the old man didn't even know that he had passed away.

He asked in surprise, "How could this be?"

Shang Que said: "When I passed away, my last breath was not exhausted..."

The so-called living dead literally means a dead person who seems to be alive. In fact, when a person passes away for some reason, the last breath is not exhausted, and the soul will continue to stay in the corpse. At this time, if the deceased does not know himself If you have passed away, it is possible to "live" again.

According to Mr. Chen's son, the old man passed away while he was sleeping. It is indeed very likely that he did not know that he had passed away, thinking that he just woke up from a sleep.

After the living dead wake up, they will continue their daily life as usual, just like Mr. Chen, who goes shopping, takes a walk, and then takes the bus home as usual.

In the absence of external interference, this situation will last for two to three days, until the breath in his heart dissipates, or the corpse is completely decomposed, and he can no longer live.

Yu Zhengdu frowned: "Then...do we have to wait until the old man's body is broken?"

He is not afraid, but letting a corpse live like an ordinary person will definitely scare many people and cause many bad effects.

"No need." Shang Que shook his head, "There is a simple solution."

Yu Zhengdu: "What way?"

Shang Que: "Tell him directly that he is dead."

The most important thing about the "living" of the living dead is that the deceased himself does not know that he is dead. At this time, as long as you tell him that he has passed away, his soul will naturally leave.

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

Never thought it would be so simple.

Shang Que glanced at him and lowered his eyelids: "Are you going to tell him? Or do you need me to go?"

"I'll go." Yu Zhengdu responded and went to see the old man.

The old man was half-bending to inspect the vegetables he bought today, muttering in his mouth: "Oh, it's been too long, the leaves of the vegetables are wilting..."

"Why don't you wait a little longer." Yu Zhengdu felt a little annoyed, "We'll talk about it when his son comes."

Shang Que was noncommittal.

"Let's sit down first." Yu Zhengdu said, pulling Shang Que's wrist habitually.

Then he was thrown away by Shang Que.

Yu Zhengdu was stunned for a moment, then looked back at him, only to see Shang Que's chin raised, with "I'm still in a cold war with you" written all over his face.

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

It seems that the boss is really angry this time.

I don't know when I will be able to completely calm down. I guess I will have to work hard for the next few days.

In the final analysis, it was his own doing. Yu Zhengdu didn't feel embarrassed to have an opinion, so he put his hand in his pocket and tilted his head: "Let's go."

"Wait." Shang Que called to stop him.

Yu Zhengdu turned around, a little confused, and was about to ask him what else to do, when Shang Que stretched out his index finger silently, with a face of reluctance: "You are only allowed to hold so much."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

Emmm, I am really angry.

Yu Zhengdu laughed, and helplessly grabbed Shang Que's bony fingers, and said seriously, "Thank you boss for being so generous."

……

The road was clear at night, and Mr. Chen's son Chen Xin came very quickly. Before he arrived, Yu Zhengdu had already informed him about the situation of the living dead with text messages. Therefore, when he saw Mr. Chen with his own eyes, although he was still very shocked, But at least he wouldn't be stunned on the spot, and he could stumble and shout, "Dad."

"Come on." Mr. Chen didn't notice the astonishment in his son's eyes. He picked up the bag of vegetables, stood up and beat his waist, then said "huh" and said with a smile, "Yo, I'm in good condition today. My waist won't be sore for a long time."

other people:"……"

Chen Xin looked at his father. The old man's skin had turned purple-gray, and there were still faint spots of corpses.

Yu Zhengdu could understand his hesitation, and said, "Mr. Chen, old man Chen is very good, don't be afraid."

"What are you doing in a daze, come here to get something." Mr. Chen took two steps forward and threw the vegetables to his son, "I bought this at the market over Fuxi in the afternoon, and it's your favorite."

He smashed it, feeling a little regretful: "It's a pity that it was delayed on the road, it's not too fresh anymore."

Chen Xin caught the bag of green vegetables, his heart suddenly felt sore, the fear of the corpse in his heart dissipated at once, and he quickly stepped forward to support Chen Lao: "Dad, let's go back."

"Go back." Chen Lao turned his head and said goodbye to Yu Zhengdu and the others, "You two young men, I will trouble you tonight."

"It should." Yu Zhengdu said.

"Then I'm leaving." Old Chen said with a smile, "I'll see you later."

Yu Zhengdu also smiled: "There must be a chance."

After finishing speaking, he went to look at Chen Xin again: "Mr. Chen, the next thing..."

"Let me talk." Chen Xin said, with a little sadness in his eyes, "I want to talk to him again."

Yu Zhengdu nodded.

Chen Xin helped his father to the co-pilot, and bid farewell to Yu Zhengdu and Shang Que.

He didn't drive directly back to the ancestral hall where Mr. Chen's body was buried, but slowly walked around the road, talking to his father, talking about when he was a child, about Mr. Chen when he was young, about his children, and about Mr. Chen's grandson things.

Chen Xin is usually busy with work, rarely has a holiday, and mostly cares about the lives of himself, his wife and children. It has been a long time since he talked with his father like this. The old man passed away suddenly, he was sad and anxious to make arrangements for the funeral, and he had no time to reminisce and regret.

Unexpectedly, the father and son would finally have another chance to have a long talk in this form.

It was also at this time that Chen Xin discovered that the old man had so much to say. He kept on reminiscing about his youth, and excitedly told his children about his heroic deeds, about his son, about his grandson. One drop, the young man thought that the old man had forgotten, but he actually remembered it clearly.

"Hey, why are you talking so much tonight?" Mr. Chen talked for a long time, and finally found something wrong.

"It's nothing, I just want to hear you talk about the past." Chen Xin held back his nose and tried not to choke his voice, "Isn't this a rare opportunity."

"Oh, they're all clichés, what's there to say." The old man waved his hand and said this, but he couldn't stop his eyebrows from beaming, and after a while he couldn't help but said, "Speaking of it, do you remember?" When you were in elementary school..."

The father and son answered each other, and after talking for a long time, Mr. Chen recalled his whole life, and finally couldn't find a topic anymore, so he leaned back in his chair contentedly: "I'm in good spirits today. I don’t feel tired after talking for so long…”

At this time, the sky began to turn white, and a rooster crowed from nowhere, waking Mr. Chen up. After realizing it, he came back to his senses and asked his son in a daze: "How long has it been open? Why haven't you arrived home yet?" ?”

He looked out the car window and couldn't help frowning: "This is not the way home."

Turning to look at his son again, he realized that for some reason, his face was covered with tears. Mr. Chen was inexplicably blank: "Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing." Chen Xin lowered his head and wiped away his tears, "Dad, we're here."

Old Chen looked around, puzzled on his face: "Why did you come to the ancestral hall?"

"Let's go in and talk about it." Chen Xin held back his sore nose, and helped the old man slowly walk into the ancestral hall.

With a blank face on his face, Mr. Chen looked around the ancestral hall as he walked, only to find that there were white lanterns hanging on the door of the ancestral hall, wreaths were placed at the door, and yellow paper was still floating on the ground.

"Who passed away?" Chen Lao asked, and some memories gradually emerged, "Oh, why do I seem to have been here these two days..."

At the same time, the father and son stepped into the gate of the ancestral hall.

For fear of scaring other people, Chen Xin had already informed his family members to avoid it temporarily, so the huge ancestral hall was empty, showing a trace of bleakness.

Elder Chen looked up and saw a familiar black and white photo on the coffin in the middle of the ancestral hall.

"Oh, isn't that me?" Old Chen was stunned, and went to look at the memorial tablet next to the photo, where his name was impressively written.

"Dad—" Chen Xin finally couldn't help shouting out, his knees softened, and he knelt down in front of Old Chen with a "plop".

"It turned out that I passed away." Mr. Chen finally understood completely, perhaps because of the long talk with his son all night, he didn't feel much regret at this time, and stretched out his hand to touch the top of his son's head, "It's okay, At my age, I can live enough.”

He walked slowly to the mortuary bed in the middle of the ancestral hall and lay down, slowly closed his eyes, leaving his last words, "Don't be sad, my child."

***

After Chen Xin took Mr. Chen away, Yu Zhengdu also turned to look at Shang Que, and asked his opinion very intimately: "Boss, do you want to go home by yourself, or do you want me to take you home?"

Shang Que: "..."

He turned around coldly, "I'll take you home."

Yu Zhengdu smiled secretly, and walked to him as if nothing had happened: "Well, thank you boss."

Although the atmosphere between the two finally eased a bit, in order to show that his anger has not subsided, Shang Que kept his face sullen all the way, and very backbone did not talk to Yu Zhengdu.

Yu Zhengdu also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so he was very cooperative and quiet like a chicken.

When we got to the place, before parting, Yu Zhengdu said embarrassedly: "Boss, why don't I go to work at the subsidiary company first these two days."

In case Shang Que would be locked in the office all day long like he was during the day.

"No." Shang Que refused, and he cast a glance at Yu Zhengdu, "You get to my office at least once a day."

"Why?" Yu Zhengdu was surprised, "Are you not angry with me anymore?"

"Of course I'm angry." Shang Que said, "But Peggy's prenatal education can't be delayed, and she can't let her know that Dad is arguing."

Yu Zhengdu: "...???"

Is the boss's parenting plot too complete?

The author has something to say: Shang Que: The cold war in the family cannot affect children. (Stretch out your index finger, you are only allowed to hold so much.

Zhengdu: …………………

As for the title, in Chapter 20 Zhengdu took the boss home for Qingming and started calling Xiaoshang.

Chapter 43 Zhengdu teases that the boss is Shang Xiaokui, friends who don't understand meme will understand by searching Lu Xiaokui on Weibo.