There are not many people in this world who are so strong-minded as to ask Comrade Lao Zhang to express condolences.
But as luck would have it, the old monster came today. .
This is enough to shock everyone's jaws.
This is a formal occasion!
You know, the last time the old monster appeared on a formal occasion was eight years ago.
Moreover, the most incomprehensible thing is that the old monster also brought the little monster.
Faced with the twinkling glances from Wang Junpeng, Tang Anjun and others, I was in no mood to respond.
They were confused, and I was even more confused than them.
For giants like Comrade Lao Zhang in the golden elixir stage, everything they do and every word they say is by no means aimless.
Zhang Shiwei shook hands with me and did not speak. Instead, he looked around indifferently, as if looking for someone.
I hurriedly used sign language behind my back to tell Qiyan to quickly grab a certain silly girl.
Not finding anyone, Zhang Shiwei seemed a little disinterested. He turned around with his cane and shook hands with Wang Junpeng and others without saying a word.
Zhang Wei quietly stepped forward, shook hands with me, and said slowly: "My father said that day that he is the oldest employee in Fangzhou."
"Old Shi has passed away. As the oldest employee in Fangzhou, it is natural that he should come to see Old Shi on his last journey."
When these words came out, everyone around him was shocked, their expressions changed, and they became as silent as a cicada.
Wang Junpeng's eyelids twitched fiercely, Long Guangyao's face was serious, and Tang Anjunzhuang Chihua Tianjian and others subconsciously straightened their chests an inch more.
Countless people gave me the most complicated and deep looks.
At this moment, Da Mengsi was grabbed by Qi Yan and stood at attention to salute Zhang Shiwei: "Tianjia Army. Library. Pan Xiaoli. Salute to Comrade Zhang Shiwei, the oldest employee in Fangzhou!"
"Hello, Mr. Zhang!"
"Welcome Mr. Zhang to attend Mr. Shi's memorial service!"
Seeing this cute and stupid moment, the old monster's silent Lei Gong's face finally felt a little relieved.
"Um!"
With a gentle press, the old monster stopped shaking hands with the others and turned back with his crutch to stand between Wang Junpeng and Long Guangyao again.
He looked at me with his eyes, pointed at me, and said softly: "I asked this little devil to change his surname to Zhang and share his household registration with me, but he didn't want to."
As soon as these words came out, five thunders struck the sky, and the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!
The faces of Tang Anjunzhuang Chihuate and the others all changed.
The corner of Long Guangyao's mouth twitched fiercely, his body shook heavily, and he showed an indescribable weird smile. He nodded silently, not daring to speak.
Wang Junpeng's eyelids were twitching, and he chuckled and whispered, "I didn't teach the child teacher well. I will always review it to you."
Zhuang Chihua and Tang Anjun walked up quickly and said in unison: "Master Tong. Please apologize to Mr. Zhang."
"No need."
Zhang Shiwei glanced at me and said coldly: "It doesn't matter if his surname is not Zhang, no one dares to bully him."
The thunderous thunder swept over the whole place, destroying everything!
Zhang Wei later said with a smile: "Children are very good at teaching and educating people. Our family, Yangyang, has been learning from children, which is of great benefit."
It wasn't until the cute idiots Zhang Shiwei and Zhang Wei Zhangyang led them into the mourning hall that Wang Peng and others dared to enter for the second time.
At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at me.
Even the way Wang Junpeng looked at me was a little more fearful.
At half past twelve, Shi Lao's memorial service officially concluded.
In order to prevent Tu Laoliang from becoming a demon, I specifically asked Ye Buyi and Qi Yan to personally escort Shi Lao's remains to Baoshan.
I stayed to see off the important guests.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Shi's body was cremated. Qiyan and I acted as Mr. Shi's juniors to pick up the bones and put them into the urn.
The urn is made of golden nanmu, and I paid for it.
Mr. Shi deserves this honor, both publicly and privately, and I should also contribute this money.
The urn was wrapped tightly in red cloth and immediately embarked on the journey to Fangzhou Garden.
"Brother Tong, come and see. Did you pick it up again?"
"It's only six thousand yuan!"
The early morning sunshine shines through the narrow gap between the two mountains on the morning market in the deep mountain countryside, and the endless Qingqiu River flows to the south.
The mountains are towering, and countless green cone-shaped hills are arranged in sequence to the sky, reaching the depths of the fog and clouds.
The cold wind from the mountains penetrated into the body through every crack and pricked the body mercilessly. The biting cold sent a strong alarm in my body of the sequelae of dragon-slaying.
The long-disrepaired road has long been exposed under the crushing of heavy vehicles, like an earth-colored giant python stretching into the distance.
Heavy, dilapidated vehicles that had been scrapped for who knows how many years passed by one after another, carrying endless mud and flying in all directions.
Uphill, a group of villagers stood guard there.
When the shabby heavy truck stepped on the accelerator and climbed the hill with all its strength, the villagers rushed up, picked up various guys and even frantically scraped the clean coal off the truck, and dispersed before the escort got off.
The third generation of Mei rushed into the dilapidated traditional Chinese medicine clinic from outside the door excitedly, ignoring the shouting of others.
When I glared at him, Mei Sandai quickly covered the plastic bag and winked crazily at me.
When we arrived at the corner of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, Mr. Mei showed off his plastic bag like a thief and couldn't suppress his excitement: "Bronze sword. Bought for 6,000 yuan. Did you pick up a big leak?" I glanced down and coughed: "Fake. of."
The third generation of Mei was very surprised and said to me: "Didn't you tell me that this is an ancient battlefield? You also said that Zhang Fei also stationed here, and Zhang Zicheng and Li Xianzhong fought guerrillas here..."
"Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng."
"Oh oh oh..."
Suddenly, the third generation of Mei was furious: "What a trigger, I'm going to settle the score with you."
Saying that, Mei Sandai walked out.
But the moment he stepped out of the door, Mei Sandai stopped and turned around: "Brother Tong, aren't you coming with me?"
"If you're not afraid of getting beaten, just go."
Immediately, the third generation of coal people shrank their necks, revealed a scornful smile, and kept cursing the unscrupulous traders, black-hearted liars, and ***.
The Third Generation of Coal made a considerable fortune some time ago.
