In order to allow Gangzi and the others to rest in peace, our trip to the crematorium is scheduled for 9:30 tomorrow night, and there are four people going.
Me, Liu Zhiyuan, Lao Wen, and my bodyguard Yu Wenbin.
Afraid of attracting attention, and also in order not to show our faces, Liu Zhiyuan and I both wore masks and covered them tightly.
There were only Xiaoxuan and Chang Xiaoxia left in the air-raid shelter. I told Dou Sprout to take good care of them and not go out to watch TV with the TV in hand.
The time soon came for the next night.
Spider Alley is too far away from the West Third Ring Road, so we had no choice but to take a taxi there. It was a yellow-faced taxi driver found by Lao Wen. The taxi driver’s surname was Wang, and he and Lao Wen were close friends.
The four of them got into the car and closed the door. Lao Wen directly asked where they were going.
"West Third Ring Crematorium?"
"I've been driving for so long, why didn't I know there was a crematorium in the West Third Ring Road? Wen Laoer, are you mistaken? Aren't the crematoriums across from the South Campus of Ningxia University? There is also one across from the Broadcasting University.
Pass."
Lao Wen said: "Okay, Lao Wang, you've met me for two years in vain. Listen to me, go to the West Third Ring Road and get off at the fourth fork. You can take whatever way I tell you."
"OK."
"You are the uncle who gives me the money." After saying that, the driver Lao Wang started the car and took us off.
An hour and a half later, the yellow surface was bumpy and up and down.
"Wen Laoer, what the hell is this place? You entered the village as soon as your mother opened it."
"That's right, you just have to enter the village. Go forward and turn left when you see the telephone pole. That village is called Xiaochi Village."
Lao Wen helped guide us along the way. It was all a dirt road, and we were riding on bumpy roads as we entered Xiaochi Village.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and most people had gone home. Through the car window, I saw two old men holding bowls, sitting in front of their house eating. They probably came back late from work.
It took about ten minutes to walk in the village.
"Have you seen that shop? The one selling mutton soup and mutton oil is hung at the door. Turn left from there."
The driver Lao Wang said he understood.
After turning left and driving past the dry cleaning shop, a small road appeared. The road was too narrow for cars to drive on, so Lao Wen asked us to get off the car.
"Old Wang, wait for us here and then run back."
"Okay, I'll wait for you, right? Can I use the clock?"
Lao Wen scolded: "What a slap in the face, don't worry, you will get the money every time."
The path in front of us was more than 100 meters long, and Lao Wen was walking at the front with a flashlight to lead the way.
After passing here, a red brick courtyard appeared in front of us. The door of the courtyard was closed. I saw that the lights were on in the courtyard, and four words were painted crookedly with quicklime on the red brick wall.
“Beds are sold in the hospital.”
I frowned and asked Lao Wen, what does selling beds in the hospital mean?
Shouldn't it be written that the courtyard is a crematorium?
"Don't you understand this?" Lao Wen took a flashlight and looked at the words painted on the wall, and said: "It's all done secretly. The people who come here are all acquaintances, people like Jin Laoer, and
, According to my guess, this place also does other shady businesses, and most people who don’t understand the rules can’t get in. You’ll see what I tell you later.”
I didn't understand the meaning of Lao Wen's words for the moment.
This place is so remote, and this crematorium hidden in Xiaochi Village doesn't even have a name. No wonder the driver Lao Wang, who has been driving Huang Mian for two or three years, said he didn't know.
Lao Wen waved his hand and led us to the gate.
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!" Lao Wen banged the door vigorously several times.
After about five or six minutes, the door was opened from the inside, and a fat woman revealed half of her face and asked Lao Wen suspiciously what he was doing.
Lao Wen pretended to look around, and then said: "Sister Sun, I, Lao Zhou, introduced you here. Today I brought some bosses from other places to check out the business."
"Lao Zhou?"
"I don't know, you're in the wrong place." The fat woman said and was about to close the door.
"Don't panic, Sister Sun." Lao Wen held the door open.
"Sister Sun, don't worry. I was introduced here by my family. Old Zhou told me, isn't your place a crematorium?"
"What kind of crematorium!" The fat woman said in a rough voice: "Look, this place doesn't look like a crematorium. I only sell beds here!"
