Zhuo Datong's limbs were cold and he stared at his wife who suddenly appeared on the wooden chair in the yard. At this moment, he was not only frightened, but also felt as if he had fallen into a dream.
I dared to get closer and took a closer look. It was indeed Jiang Guirong, and her eyes were closed, lifeless, and she looked like she had been dead for a long time.
The strong stench flooded into his nose again, and Zhuo Datong couldn't help but take a step back.
He hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but said: "Guirong? Guirong?"
Staring at Jiang Guirong's sallow cheeks, the other party showed no reaction at all.
Zhuo Datong looked around. The door to the courtyard was closed, and there were no other abnormalities around. Not even the furnishings had been moved.
Why is Jiang Guirong here? Judging from the appearance, this is indeed my wife’s body, not a ghost, not a fake!
Could it be that she climbed up from the grave and walked more than four kilometers in the middle of the night to return home?
Zhuo Datong couldn't help but shudder after having this horrifying thought.
After a moment, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Guirong, who was sitting upright.
As his hand came closer, Jiang Guirong's body slowly fell to the other side, falling to the ground with a thud, and the chair also tilted over.
"Dead, really dead?!" Zhuo Datong turned pale with fright, and froze on the spot, at a loss.
After a long time, he finally recovered and pinched his thigh hard. It hurt. This was not a dream. His wife's body was right in front of him.
Zhuo Datong was finally able to think normally at this moment. He boldly squatted down again and touched Jiang Guirong's already stinking hand. It was cold and without any warmth.
It is impossible for a dead person to go home on his own!
The frightened Zhuo Datong thought for a while, quickly returned to the house to find a freshly washed dark blue sheet, returned to the yard to cover his wife's body, then returned to the house and poured himself a large glass of water, drinking it in one gulp.
After a long time, he became calmer again, hesitantly returned to where Jiang Guirong was lying, turned up the sheet covering the other person's head, and stared at Jiang Guirong's face.
"Guirong?" Zhuo Datong couldn't help shouting again.
In fact, even he didn't know why he did this, just because things were too bizarre. If Jiang Guirong walked back by herself, she would most likely be able to hear him.
After a pause, there was still no response. Zhuo Datong stood up, went to the house, took out two thousand yuan, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and then opened the courtyard door.
Standing at the door, he looked back at Jiang Guirong's body, felt a chill in his heart again, closed the door and left.
After arriving on the street, Zhuo Datong went straight to Old Ye's coffin shop at the end of the adjacent street. He came to Old Ye's coffin shop out of breath. It was still early and they didn't open the door at all.
Zhuo Datong knocked on the door outside, and after a long time, footsteps came from inside.
"Who?"
"Lao Ye, I am Datong." Zhuo Datong answered at the door.
"You...haven't the money for the coffin been paid?" Old Man Ye rubbed his eyes in the room and muttered to himself in confusion.
Normally, no one would knock on the door of the coffin shop unless there was a need at home or to pay off a debt.
Normally, no one would pay for coffins on credit, because this is a bad sign in the eyes of ordinary people, so Old Man Ye never worried about other people's failure to pay back their debts.
Opening the door, Zhuo Datong stood at the door sweating profusely and said, "I know the settlement has been settled, but I have other things to do with you now."
"What's the matter?" Old Man Ye looked at him.
"Give me the phone number of the corpse bearer you usually contact. I have something urgent." Zhuo Datong said.
"What are the corpse bearers? Those are my apprentices who work with me to earn a living." Old Man Ye said angrily: "They only carry the corpses after buying the coffins from my shop. They don't usually do this kind of work."
"I'll give you the money!" Zhuo Datong was anxious.
Old Man Ye was a little surprised. He stared into his eyes and asked, "What are you doing? Isn't the funeral over? Why are you still carrying the body?"
Zhuo Datong wanted to say that I can't lift it alone, so he endured it and said: "Don't ask too much, just do me a favor. I'll give you two thousand yuan as a reward for your hard work. Let you two Disciple, please carry the body for me. By the way, come and take a look. You often do this, so you should know some tricks. I am very fascinated now!"
Old Man Ye grabbed his arm and said, "Datong, let me tell you, if you hide something from me, I won't help you, no matter how much you pay!"
Zhuo Datong was so anxious that he had no choice but to whisper in his ear.
The more Old Ye listened, the more frightened he became. By the time Zhuo Datong finished speaking, his face was as pale as paper.
"My two apprentices and I will come over at noon. You go back first and wrap her up in larger sheets. The neighbors are all up now, so we can't do that for the time being. We will carry her out at night."
Zhuo Datong couldn't help but nodded, took out two thousand yuan and stuffed it into Old Man Ye's hand, and left quickly and worriedly.
When he returned home, there were more and more pedestrians on the street. After entering the yard, he immediately turned around and closed the door. When he turned around, he saw that the body was still lying on the ground, just as it was when he left.
Slightly relieved, Zhuo Datong quickly walked into the bedroom in the back room, found a larger light gray bed sheet, and found a bundle of hemp rope in the yard.
He came to Jiang Guirong's body and squatted down. He first spread the big bed sheet on the ground, then dragged Jiang Guirong's body to the middle of the bed sheet, rolled it up at both ends, and stuffed it in the middle.
Tie the two ends with a rope, and tie the knotted part with a loop of thin rope to form a tight knot.
Finally, he tied the body twice more to make sure it was completely invisible, and then he sat on the ground panting.
Zhuo Datong was sweating profusely at this time. His body bones were already weak, and it was impossible for one person to lift Jiang Guirong's body, so he had to drag it just now.
After sitting for a while to catch his breath, his stomach began to drum, and he felt a sense of hunger.
Since getting up in the morning, he only drank water and didn't eat anything. Zhuo Datong was afraid that his blood sugar would be low and he would faint, so he got up, washed his hands, and went to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles.
When I was carrying the bowl of noodles to eat, I realized that I had no appetite at all.
Just standing at the door of the back room with the bowl in hand, staring at the tied body in the yard, I felt bad for a moment.
"I'm sorry, Guirong! But you...how did you come back?"
I ate half of the bowl of noodles and couldn't eat any more.
The sun came out a moment later. Zhuo Datong was afraid that the body would rot faster after being exposed to the sun, so he hurried to the yard and dragged Jiang Guirong's body to a shady place under the eaves.
Just kept waiting, doing nothing.
About noon, there was a knock on the door outside the yard.
As if to reduce Zhuo Datong's worries, Old Man Ye's voice sounded: "Datong, open the door, it's me."
