I looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly walking towards us with a red face.
"You two stinking corpse cremators, I, Lin Da, have put my words here today. If you dare to take the coffin away, I will have your hands removed!"
The middle-aged man spoke enthusiastically, and Uncle Quan's expression remained calm, but I felt my heart pounding when I heard it.
I thought to myself, the folk customs of Hedong Town are really well-deserved!
"Boss, you're drunk." At this time, another middle-aged man came over in a hurry and stopped Lin Da. I looked up and found that this man was a few years younger than Zhi Lin. He seemed to be like this.
Lin Da’s younger brother.
"Hey, I didn't drink. Second, let me ask you, did the old man give you something before he died?" Lin Da's words smelled of alcohol as soon as he said them. Obviously, it was impossible without drinking.
"Boss, you are really drunk. You were by my father's last face before he died. How could you give me the things?"
"You are still pretending that the old man has loved you the most in these years. He must have given the things to you..."
Lin Da looked like he was going to make trouble again, but in the next second he was quickly stopped by several women. After all, making a fool of himself in front of so many people would undoubtedly bring disgrace to their family.
Seeing Lin Da being pulled down, the second son of the Lin family turned around and said to us apologetically: "Two masters, wait a moment, I will call the coffin bearers now, and the coffin will be carried to you soon."
Get in the car."
Uncle Quan nodded slightly, and after the second son of the Lin family left to find the coffin bearer, Uncle Quan walked to the side of the coffin.
I looked down and found that there were several wooden benches cushioned under the coffin. But when I reached the wooden benches and they had sunk into the sand, I felt a strange feeling in my heart...
Uncle Quan on the side put his hand gently on the coffin, but when I looked up, I could clearly see that Uncle Quan's face had a more solemn expression.
"Uncle Quan, is there something wrong with this coffin?" I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and asked.
Uncle Quan did not speak, but glanced at the crying woman not far away, and then seemed to nod.
A few minutes later, the second son of the Lin family brought a few people who were specialized in carrying coffins. It seemed that the coffin bearers had already assigned their tasks. After three or four thick and long coffin bearers set up the coffin, they gave the command.
, seven or eight coffin makers lifted the coffin...
"Be careful, don't let the coffin fall to the ground." The leading coffin bearer said with some difficulty.
I narrowed my eyes slightly and found that not only the leading coffin bearers, but also the younger ones behind were gritting their teeth and persisting. It was obvious that the weight of this coffin was definitely a bit unusual.
The coffin bearers walked in front carrying the coffin, and Uncle Quan and I followed behind. According to custom, the coffin must go in front and cannot fall to the ground.
Behind him, Uncle Quan asked with a normal look on the Lin family's second son beside him, "I'm afraid the old man has been gone for several days, right?"
After Uncle Quan finished speaking, I quietly looked at the second son of the Lin family aside, and saw that he nodded repeatedly, with a bit of surprise in his eyes. Obviously, Uncle Quan knew the time of their father's death with just one sentence.
Surprised.
"It's been ** days, and it's been kept at home. The boss doesn't want to be cremated so quickly, so..." The second eldest son of the Lin family sighed.
"No wonder." Uncle Quan didn't say anything more, but his old eyes were clearly looking at the coffin in front of him...
I don’t know how Uncle Quan knew the time of death of the old man in the coffin, but when I looked at the coffin bearers in front, I found that their steps were getting slower and slower, and under the gusts of autumn wind, I saw even more
Sweat was pouring down their backs.
For a short distance, several coffin bearers walked for almost ten minutes. After finally pushing the coffin into the car, these men from the countryside took the red envelope from the host and walked.
He walked aside to smoke and mutter under his breath.
"What a fool. I have been carrying coffins for seven or eight years. This is the first time I have carried such a heavy coffin."
"No, I don't know how much gold and silver was put in it. Poor old Lintou had no one to take care of him before he died, but his body was almost robbed after his death..." The voices of several men carrying the coffin reached my ears,
It suddenly made me feel a little weird.
No one cared about him before he died, but after his death, filial sons and grandsons were all the same? And I just saw that Mr. Lin didn't seem to care whether his father died or not. Instead, he seemed to care more about what he said.
What makes me even more curious is, what is that thing Lin Da is talking about? Can it almost turn the two brothers against each other?
Also, there was something wrong with the way I looked at Uncle Quan just now. Is there something wrong with this coffin?
Just when I was secretly surprised, the family members of the deceased over there had already driven several cars following the hearse, and Uncle Quan at this time signaled for me to get in the car quickly.
I nodded quickly and said yes, and then quickly got into the hearse; this hearse was modified from a minivan, with four seats in the front two rows, and the rear carriage was converted into a space specifically for the coffin.
The hearse started on the road, and the family members of the deceased drove behind us in their own cars to pick up the ashes from the crematorium. As there was a dark coffin in the originally empty car, the atmosphere in the car became a little quiet for a moment...
After a while, Li Qiang, who was driving, suddenly spoke.
"Uncle Quan, the car can't start."
This Li Qiang either didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, I was immediately stunned, and what Li Qiang said next sent a chill down my spine!
Just listen to Li Qiang say: "This coffin seems to be getting heavier and heavier. I'm afraid it won't be able to hold it in the crematorium."
Li Qiang's voice fell lightly, and Uncle Quan's old face suddenly became a little more solemn. As for me, my heart just skipped a beat and my mind went blank!
Are you kidding? The coffin will get heavier and heavier? Although this hearse is a modified minivan, it can definitely carry a ton without any problem!
And just when I felt a little cold in my heart, suddenly, there was a sound of slapping from the coffin behind me...
"Uncle Quan, there is a sound!" I almost rushed forward. The sudden sound made me feel bad all of a sudden.
"What do you call it? There are wooden nails on the coffin. Just take it easy!" Uncle Quan glared at me angrily, and then came directly to my side from the passenger seat.
Seeing Uncle Quan's usual stinky face, I felt a little relieved, but when I looked up at the coffin again, I couldn't even breathe!
I saw blood slowly seeping out on both sides of the coffin behind me...