The white hearse drove along the wide road. Because it was too early, there were few cars on the road. Finally, they arrived at the crematorium in the west suburbs of the city. A large courtyard built with blue bricks. The buildings in the courtyard were also unique. The tiles on the house and the bricks on the walls were all dark in color, giving people a solemn feeling.

Lu Lianshan didn't want his wife and daughter to come with him, but he couldn't stop her. Qinqin's mother was worried that Qinqin also came with him. It was also Qinqin who had just been discharged from the hospital, and after this period of recuperation, she gradually became cheerful by returning to the kindergarten to play games with innocent children. But who would have thought that today's grandfather passed away again, how could this girl's life be so bitter? Her smile, who had just recovered from her vitality, became dim again. Looking at her daughter's thin face, red and swollen eyes, and stubborn lips, Lu Lianshan felt like a knife was cut.

I thought it was early enough, but I didn't expect to queue up. They came from a nearby village and arrived here at 3 o'clock this morning. A blue Shifeng tricycle was parked outside the cremation room door. Several rural men wearing green military coats and wrapped in a little bloated package gathered together to smoke. As they heard from them, the tricycle was pulled by a young man electrocuted by high-voltage electricity. His body had been severely burned and deformed after the high-voltage electricity. After coming here, he finally found a makeup artist to have plastic surgery and helped him put on the shroud to get the consent of the deceased's family to cremate.

When it was Lu Lianshan's turn, the sun was already rising. When he pushed the old man's body in, Lu Fangqin cried like a tearful person. He held his grandfather's arm in a green shroud and refused to let go. He originally thought that his tears had dried up, but when he saw that even the last trace was about to disappear, Lu Fangqin grabbed his grandfather's hand like crazy and refused to let go. Lu Lianshan and Qinqin's mother tried to persuade her to persuade her daughter. Seeing that Lao Du, who was driving the hearse, wiped her tears and sighed that this child was too strong for love!

Lao Du was introduced by Lao Feng, an old friend of Lu Lianshan, who helped him to help. He was familiar with the process of the funeral home, including the shrouds worn by the old man, and for Lao Feng's sake, he only charged Lu Lianshan 600 yuan.

When Lu Lianshan walked out of the back hall with a black and purple urn, Lu Fangqin ran up like crazy and hugged the urn and murmured, "Grandpa, you left us alone and left. When you have rheumatism in the future, who will cup you? If your legs hurt, who will beat your legs? If you can't walk, who will support you? The pot of spider plants on the balcony grew a cluster of small spider plants. I discovered it before going to bed last night. I thought I'd tell you this surprise again in the morning, but you can't see it. Grandpa... Grandpa, I miss you so much."

No one is born evil, but is affected by the growing environment. Lu Lianshan is very pleased that his daughter has not been negatively affected by the miscellaneous and mixed society for more than 20 years, and has always maintained a kind heart. But in this era of laughing at the poor but not prostitutes, what can he give to his daughter?

The gap between people is horizontally compared. You can always feel that you are better than your ancestors, but only when you compare them with your peers will you discover the gap. This is why college students who have just graduated were so keen on class reunions at first, but as time goes by, five years and ten years have passed, and class reunions are gathering year by year, but the number of people is getting fewer and fewer. Where is life no longer a fame and fortune? When simple and young college students enter society and are infected by power, their competing psychology becomes stronger and stronger. From bicycles at the first party, motorcycles at the later stages of gatherings, to low-end cars later, to high-end and luxurious top-end cars now, the level of life between classmates has been widened, and the common language is gone, resulting in the lively class reunions that used to be almost a show for the rich.

When Lu Lianshan thought of the big-bellied guy yesterday morning, he stopped an extremely arrogant Hummer in front of his convenience store and shouted for a pack of cigarettes. Lu Lianshan felt angry. What kind of thing is this guy?

Twenty years ago, this guy was just a primary school apprentice who handed over the board under his hands. He repeatedly stole tools from the factory, which was simply a habitual stealing. After the old tractor station was diverted, no company was willing to accept him. In desperation, he got off the sea. He never thought that this guy was really making a name for himself in the sea. Now he has a factory, a villa, and a Hummer. He is nearly fifty years old, and he is still holding some young women in the car with their eyebrows and eyes drawn and dressed like vixen. He is not ashamed of being a big man.

You Yong wanted to buy a cigarette when he entered the door with a big belly, but when he saw the store owner, he looked familiar and asked, "Boss, I look familiar with you!"

"Is that so? I think you look familiar with each other." Lu Lianshan sneered, "Just, Boss You Baiwan, who doesn't know you in this community?"

"You are Lu...Master Lu...Lu Lianshan, I remembered it." You Yong habitually pursed his hair back with his left hand with three bright diamond rings. The old man really got fat. He also wore a pair of brown thick-framed eyes, a big back head, a yellow casual suit, and black crocodile leather shoes. His hairstyle, his style, and his outfit looked like a returned overseas Chinese no matter how he looked.

"You are Xiao Yongzi... Yes! It's Xiao Yongzi who follows me all day long to hand me tools." Lu Lianshan said with a look of surprise.

"It's really you, Master Lu, you hit me with a wrench a lot at that time. Until now, there is still a big bump on my head. More than 20 years have passed and I haven't gone down yet. Master Lu, do you have to be responsible?" After You Yong said that, he laughed with a big belly.

"Okay, come to my doghouse, steamed buns and pickles are full of food for three meals a day."

Two middle-aged men were smoking cigarettes together and spanking for a while. You Yong suddenly asked, "I said to Master Lu, have you chosen a cemetery for your old man?"

"Choose a cemetery?" Lu Lianshan was stunned.

You Yong hurriedly explained: "This is not popular now. People are still good. First, buy yourself a good cemetery. The price of this cemetery has increased sharply than the house price. It is a fucking place that is as big as a palm. It costs tens of thousands of yuan to open its mouth, and places with good feng shui can be hundreds of thousands or even millions."

Lu Lianshan frowned. He also saw the buying of a cemetery on TV news, but who would have thought that this news would come so soon.
Chapter completed!