Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 36: Can you hold a funeral for me?

Anjia Village, village entrance.

After several hours of trekking, Zhang Ye arrived at the entrance of Anjia Village at nightfall.

He was holding two bags in his hands, which were bulging inside. You could vaguely see some snack packaging bags and wine bottles.

When he came to Anjia Village again, Zhang Ye's mood had changed drastically from the last time.

The last time he came here was to fulfill Wang Yang's last wish. He came to find the old man Anpingjie and wanted to bring him to the funeral of the five soldiers.

But this time, Zhang Ye came not for anyone else, but specifically for Mr. An.

Anjia Village is still dilapidated. As night falls, few residents in the village turn on their lights, and they are basically shrouded in darkness.

Ding dong——

Just at this moment, the long-lost Last Wish app sent a message again.

[It is detected that the second order received by the host has a strong correlation with the third order that is about to be accepted. The system automatically merges the second order and the third order into the same order, and the rewards for the two orders will also be merged. issued. 】

[Open hidden tasks: Complete the last wish order of Anping Jie, reach S level, and you will open a new field of orders, and you can also get many additional rewards! Please come on, host! 】

Seeing the news, Zhang Ye shook his head and laughed: "I asked why the rewards haven't been distributed yet. It turns out they are waiting for me here."

But Zhang Ye was not angry. Instead, he said with a smile: "It's pretty good, but I don't know what the new field order can be. Can it accept orders from other worlds? Well, as long as there are no strange creatures, that's fine. Now, I can have some cat-eared girls or something..."

Zhang Ye walked toward the village while carrying his things, imagining the new realm that was about to open.

Although the old man Anpingjie didn't say anything clearly on the phone, he just asked him to come over and take a look.

But Zhang Ye knew that Mr. An was probably on his deathbed.

And letting myself come over was just to explain the funeral arrangements.

Since the death of those six children, Mr. An has no relatives in this world, and the relationship between the villagers and him is not very good.

And Mr. An definitely doesn't want to leave simply.

Even so, just call him over and talk to him.

Zhang Ye naturally understood that rather than talking, he wanted to give the old man a perfect funeral, a top-notch funeral that would make Mr. An not regret coming to this world!

The bright moonlight shines on the earth, and Zhang Ye steps on the silver gravel road step by step.

Passing through dilapidated houses and walking through dark alleys.

After a while, a lonely house that was more dilapidated than other houses appeared in Zhang Ye's eyes.

Mr. An's home has arrived.

Under the cover of night, Zhang Ye carefully opened the door and stepped into the house through the dim moonlight.

"Mr. An, it's me." Zhang Ye said softly.

Walking into the inner room, Zhang Ye was stunned when he saw Mr. An sitting on the bed, who was not surprised by his arrival and was even smiling at him.

"Are you thinking that I will come?" Zhang Ye smiled and put the plastic bag in his hand on the bed.

An Pingjie looked at Zhang Ye and said in a sad tone: "Did those boys walk away in a good mood?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ye made a move.

Then, he smiled and said: "Scenery, it is scenery, it was a funeral that they will never forget."

"That's good. They will have a harder life than me, the old man. It would be best to let them go away in glory." An Pingjie laughed, his laughter full of regret.

Zhang Ye opened the plastic bag and took out some braised meat, peanuts and other wine artifacts, and then took out a bottle of wine: "Old man, I brought you some food and a bottle of good wine. Let's eat together. chat."

An Pingjie's eyes lit up: "That's great! It's been many years since I've had a drink with anyone. Young man, I won't go home until I'm drunk today."

Zhang Ye smiled, poured out two glasses of wine, handed one to Mr. An, and held one in his own hand.

"Come on, old man, here's to you." Zhang Ye handed the glass forward.

"Come!" An Pingjie said with joy.

The two of them raised their heads at the same time and drank all the wine in the glass.

"Good wine, good wine!" An Pingjie said with a hearty smile, a tear falling down the corner of his eye.

An Pingjie shook his head and laughed: "I didn't expect that you would be by my side when I was dying. Young man, I give you a big respect."

"The old man is serious."

They each filled their glasses.

Then, they both raised their heads and drank the whole glass of wine.

Putting down the wine glass, Anping just wanted to eat something.

But looking at the snacks Zhang Ye brought, they were either peanuts, chicken feet, or braised meat.

Immediately, he gave up eating.

Turn your head and look out the window.

The streets were dark and deserted, with only the faint moonlight shining on the earth.

In the sky, the high moon hangs, and stars are scattered everywhere.

Calm, peaceful.

"Young man, can you hold a funeral for me at the mountain gate?" An Pingjie turned his back to Zhang Ye, looking into the distance with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

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