One head was knocked in the mud and water, and his snow-white mourning clothes were already dirty.

The three Jiang Xiaobai brothers knocked over one by one, and their clothes had been wet by the heavy rain, but the three brothers seemed to have no feeling.

It is hard to tell whether it is tears or rain that blurs vision.

Liu Shun ran back after receiving a call from his mother. Zhang Weiyi ordered Liu Shun to call the company and notify Shi Sheng to come over.

Liu Shun responded, looked at Jiang Xiaobai who was still kowtowing in the mud, sighed, turned around and informed him.

After the invitation, the Jiang family's yard became lively. Zhao Xinyi changed Jiang Xiaobai's clean clothes, and Jiang Xiaobai returned to her mother's room.

At this time, Jiang's mother had already put on her shroud, and she had already prepared it.

Many people start preparing for their own funeral after they are over 60 years old, buying shrines and building tombs.

There is nothing to be taboo about this. Just like many emperors in ancient times began to build tombs for themselves as soon as they ascend to the throne, and continued to cultivate until the moment they die.

Jiang's mother also bought her a good shroud when she was sixty years old.

However, Jiang Tieshan and the others did not dig a tomb for themselves.

There is also a rule of burial in Jin Province, which is to put a coffin into the tomb.

"Dududu." Almost all the senior executives of Huaqing Holdings Company in Longcheng came, and cars were parked at the entrance of the alley.

"Xiaobai, it's raining heavily now, and it's not suitable for you to see..." Mr. Wang at the entrance of the alley was the chief manager.

After Jiang Tieshan left, he no longer wanted to care about anything, so General Manager Wang came over to ask Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head and looked at General Manager Wang with a hoarse voice and asked, "Why is it not suitable?"

"It's hard to dig when it rains..." Mr. Wang was interrupted by Jiang Xiaobai before he finished speaking.

Jiang Xiaobai pointed to Shi Sheng standing at the door and said, "Look for him, find him whatever he lacks, and use whatever he uses. If you don't know how to dig, use a machine to dig it. Everything is best."

"Okay." General Manager Wang responded and went out with Shi Sheng.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Jiang's mother's face on the bed, what could the best one be like? She wants to support her son but her parents are not waiting for her.

Jiang’s mother worked hard all her life, and the past two years have been a little better, but she has not been idle for this and that grandson.

If the person has left, what can he do if he is buried with a grand amount?

"Mother……"

"You need to dig a grave, right? No problem. In this way, if the two excavators are enough, I will look for them again if they are not enough, and there is no problem with bricks and stones. I will arrange someone to come here..."

Shi Sheng said, arranging one by one.

"Hey, Lao Chen, arrange two excavators for me, and I'll use them today, yes, now right now."

"What? It rains and the machine breaks down, we will give you compensation."

Chen Zhengyue, who suddenly received the call, was a little confused. After the construction of the Huaqing Building, Zhengyue Building took on a lot of work in Jin Province with the reputation of the Huaqing Building.

Zhang Weiyi suddenly used an excavator on a phone call, and it was raining heavily. He just said something, why did he get anxious?

"Old Zhang, what's going on?" Chen Zhengyue asked.

"The mother of Director Xiaobai has passed away. It's raining now. It's hard to dig graves. You need to use an excavator. Don't worry, the money is easy to say. If the machine breaks down, I'll give you a bag..." Zhang Weiyi said.

"What?" Chen Zhengyue stood up from the chair.

"When is it okay? Don't talk about whether it's money or not. If I ask for money, would I still be considered a personal person? If there was no Xiaobai factory director, there would be no me, Chen Zhengyue. Maybe in the winter of 1978, I would have frozen to death on the streets.

What is the machine? If it is broken, it will be broken. I will tell me the address and the cemetery. I will arrange for someone to pull the materials over and I will do it myself. Don't worry, everything will be used as the best."

Chen Zhengyue shouted loudly.

"Okay, then please, but you don't have to pay the money, just do it well. You know what the character of the factory manager Xiaobai is. Besides, the meaning of this time is different. This may be that the factory manager Xiaobai finally fulfilled his filial piety to his mother. What's the matter with you paying for it?"

After Zhang Weiyi finished speaking, he reported another address and hung up the phone.

Then get in the car and Liu Shun, the whole city of Longcheng, contacted the coffin and tombstone.

"Dududu." Two excavators and two tricycles gathered at the entrance of Zhengyue Construction Company with bricks and stones.

"Mr. Chen, what kind of work should I go out for in such heavy rain?"

Chen Jiantao from Zhengyue Construction looked at Chen Zhengyue and spoke reluctantly.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, the machine will break down if it rains so heavily..." The driver below was also a little reluctant.

"Mr. Chen, it's raining too much..." The workers who summoned also complained.

"I'll add more money, two hundred yuan a day. If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to do it, get out. Needless to say, it will rain, and even if it's a knife, you have to do it.

Director Xiaobai's mother passed away and now she needs to dig a grave. Ten years ago, I just came out to work. If it weren't for Director Xiaobai, I might have frozen to death on the streets of the capital that year.

Later, I don’t need to tell you, you know that our Zhengyue Construction wins the bid and is the one who takes care of Xiaobai, who is very kind to me.

If anyone is reluctant today, he doesn't have to go. I will do it alone."

Chen Zhengyue snatched the excavator key from Chen Jiantao's hand, jumped onto the excavator, and then started the excavator without saying a word.

He drove out of Zhengyue Construction Company with black smoke.

"Get on the bus, get on the bus." Chen Jiantao greeted him, and no one had any objections. They all started the bus and chased Chen Zhengyue.

"This is a top-notch nanmu coffin, although it is not..."

"How much?"

"I won't buy this one. Look at the others. There are red pine trees here..."

"I'll ask you how much is Nanmu's money?"

"It's not a question of how much money..."

"five hundred,"

"It has nothing to do with money..."

"one thousand."

"I'm preparing this for myself..."

"two thousand"

"you………"

"Three thousand yuan."

"Okay, take it, take it."

The coffin was bought and the mother Jiang was put into the coffin.

Jiang Xiaobai and others stood by the coffin and were reluctant to leave for a long time.

"Xiaobai, it's time to be stolen." Manager Wang whispered.

"You ask me to stay for a while." Jiang Xiaobai said without even replying.

Manager Wang wanted to persuade him again, but was pulled away by Shi Sheng.

But time has to pass, and the mourning shed in the yard has been built.

Jiang Xiaobai and others knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, "Mom, hide from the nail."

"Ding Ding Dangdang" seven nails nailed the coffin, and then the coffin was moved to the spirit shed.

There are any other tedious procedures that Jiang Xiaobai doesn't understand. He is like a puppet, letting others do it.

The crying of the Jiang brothers and sisters in the yard from time to time.
Chapter completed!