Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-Seven

Zhu Ziqiang knows Zhu Gan's temper, and never quarrels with others to reason. What Zhu Gan believes in is "the wind of scolding blows, and the real disaster of beating!" Zhu Ziqiang hurriedly asked Pork Belly: "Mom, what happened?" Pork Belly pushed away a few people, and said to a few helpers: "Please send everyone to the health center!" They started together, and the woman seemed to be terrified, her face was pale, and she followed behind tremblingly, disappearing in a flash . "Oh... it's all your dad! He walked away happily. It costs money to buy coffins and funerals. Your dad is so fat. He searched all over Dog Street to find a suitable one. Usually this big The coffin was only 1,780 yuan, but she insisted on asking for 3,000 yuan. There was no other way. I couldn’t make your father feel uncomfortable, so I agreed at the time. Just now she and her man came again and said they wanted 5,000 yuan! You have to carry the coffin back! Your second brother became anxious when he heard it..."

Zhu Ziqiang patted his forehead, the anger in his heart was bursting, and the pig's head suddenly said to the pig's liver: "Aren't you leaving soon? I just looked at it, and the man's hand must have been cut off. If he doesn't leave the police station, he will come to arrest him Already!" Pork belly was taken aback: "No way..." The pig's head shouted: "No matter what I say, I'm still a doctor! You won't be able to see it? The second child is a crime of serious injury! If the woman reports it to the police station, she will have to be arrested in this case, let alone pig liver studying There will be a criminal record at that time, and the surnamed Peng is now the chief of the bureau, will you let him go?"

Pork belly rolled his eyes, his lips turned blue and white, pointed at the pig liver and cursed tremblingly: "Killer...thousand...swords, get out of here!" Zhu Gan finally looked panicked at this moment, looking at his mother and brother, completely at a loss, this is a prison!Zhu Ziqiang couldn't care less, grabbed the pig's liver and walked out, and the pig's liver flung it away vigorously: "I won't go! I will send my father up the mountain if I die!" Zhu Ziqiang looked at the pig liver, and then at his mother's ashen face, his heart ached like a knife gouging out: "Are you going to piss off mom? Listen to me, go! I'll ask Luo Yong to drive you out. Stay somewhere, ask someone to send a letter, stay outside with peace of mind, and come back when the wind is over!"

Zhu Gan looked at his younger brother's blood-red eyes, and he felt scared for the first time, not because he was afraid of being caught, but because he was afraid of the suppressed anger in Zhu Ziqiang's eyes!After stomping his feet, he knelt down in front of the five-flowered flesh, without saying a word, kowtowed three times in a row, and then left. Zhu Ziqiang's tears are unbelievable, cry, and shed all the tears of a lifetime today!After leaving the mourning hall, he glanced at Luo Yong who was helping to wash the dishes. At this time, Luo Yong was sixteen years old. He was black and strong, like a young buffalo. Now he was very skilled in driving. This man was really strange. Seeing such an imbecile, he was a good driver. The master said that Luo Yong was born to be a driving material!

Just as Wu Fei and Xiao Lei were about to move, Zhu Ziqiang waved his hand. The outside world already knew what happened just now. Luo Yong followed closely behind Zhu Ziqiang's brothers and walked to the side of the road. Zhu Ziqiang said: "Luo Yong, Send the pork liver out, find any place. Go now!" Luo Yong didn't say anything, and immediately ran to the door of his house. He is an old Jiefang now, he hit the car, and waved at Zhuganer. The two brothers looked at each other, after this... When will they meet again?Pig liver turned his head, the second tear fell unexpectedly today, Zhu Ziqiang also turned his head: "Go, life or death is up to you."

After all the dust on the rear of the car dissipated, Zhu Ziqiang trudged back to the mourning hall. Surprisingly, no one from the police station came to ask him. That night Luo Yong came back with a tired face, and only said to Zhu Ziqiang: "Go back to the nest." Zhu Ziqiang put down a big stone in his heart!Those Hui people are all bloody people, and the police generally don't dare to search for people, and they are notoriously chaotic. Maybe this kind of environment is suitable for pig liver! The mourning was suspended for three days, and the mourning started at 11 o'clock in the morning on the third day. There was a new grave made of stone mixed with lime mud, a pile of yellowish soil just dug out, and a tombstone carved with green oil stone.

The pig's head walked in front, the eldest son carried the spirit tablet, the second son carried the portrait, and the third son carried the soul-calling flag, and the pig's liver ran away. Goujie already knew about it.The people at the police station have remained silent all along, it seems that they are giving favors!Zhu Ziqiang walked behind the pig's head, holding the soul-calling banner in one hand and the portrait in the other, while the obese father was in the black lacquered coffin behind, smiling happily. After the pig liver ran away, the always strong pork belly turned gray and old overnight.Zhu Ziqiang was in a state of disarray, but fortunately there was a pig-headed man who worked hard to deal with the funeral, buying vegetables, slaughtering pigs and buying rice for banquets, asking a Taoist priest to be a dojo, receiving gifts and keeping accounts, repairing graves and borrowing household items, those tables, chairs and benches, carrying funerals He asked someone to get all the dragon poles and cables used.After three days, the pig's head and eye circles were black and black, which directly caused him to pass out during the vigil night. People are fat and sleepy, how can they survive after such a toss?

However, Zhu Dachang’s funeral still caused a stir in Dog Street, mainly the people who came. The things pork belly sends to brothers every year are still useful. The Wu family is a big family in the county. Zhu Ziqiang's classmates, Zhu Ziqiang's head teacher and class teachers, as well as classmates who have graduated from junior high school, heard that the monitor's father had passed away, so they also made an appointment. This made the little Dog Street very lively, but the real sensation was the wreath marked with the name "County Party Committee Organization Department". Anyone in the know knew that this was the son of Master Zhu Dachang, and now he was the County Party Committee Organization Department. The deputy minister, who just took up the post for a month, shed tears on the spot for this righteous brother who inherited his father's business, wrote a eulogy, and solemnly promised to Pork Belly that he will do his best to help him in any difficulties in the future!

After watching the pork belly, he said emotionally, "Sister-in-law, take care, elder brother is just one person in this world, but elder brother is the whole world to sister-in-law." Illiterate, love is cultivated by cursing and swearing, but they are always together, no matter what difficulties they face, they support each other. Zhu Dachang once said to him: "When your mother and I are both old and you are all promising, we will go to Tiananmen Square in Beijing to see Chairman Mao..." "Although I am a butcher, I am a gentleman, do you know that a gentleman is not ashamed to behave like a villain, and a gentleman does not deceive others! I, Zhu Dachang, have one intestine to the end, enough for a catty, no bullying, no bullying. You are cheap!"

"Life is unsatisfactory in all likelihood, so you have to think about it. The most proud thing in my life, Zhu Dachang, is that I have raised three good sons! As the old saying goes, there are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is to have no offspring! I have three sons. It’s not my turn to be unfilial, San’er is the most up-to-date, and got the first place in the county! Even if I sell blood, I have to pay for him to be listed in the first middle school, and then go to college!” The words are still ringing in my ears, the person has passed away, I am afraid that it is a pain that cannot be removed in this life.

Zhu Ziqiang was always in a daze, and he kept thinking about Zhu Dachang's words and deeds, and Zhu Dachang grabbed him by the head: "The third kneels down!" Zhu Ziqiang was a little vigilant. At this time, the mourning team encountered a problem. Zhu Dachang’s grave was built behind the mountain in Dog Street. Although the slope was not high, it was very steep. There was also a small ditch where the coffin bearers had to cross the ditch. Almost hit the ground. According to the custom, the coffin does not touch the ground after death, as long as it touches the ground, the soul of the dead person will remain.But what is the weight of a pig's large intestine? Even if it is dead, the weight is not less than two hundred catties!Adding in a large coffin, dragon pole, and mourning hood, the total weight is more than a thousand catties. Eight people can carry it hard, and it is not bad if it is leveled. Every time this happens, the members of the Xiao family will kneel down and invite their relatives to go on the road, not to play tricks secretly.That's why the pig's head grabbed Zhu Ziqiang and knelt down. The coffin couldn't go up in the ditch, and when it went down, two people were crushed and screamed, probably with serious shoulder injuries, the cable was pulled fiercely, and the helper below shouted: "Flying feet!" Lying on the edge of the ditch, Zhu Ziqiang saw Hu Minghong from a distance, waving his hands fiercely, shouting: "One two, get up! One, scare!" Pulling from the front, pushing from the back, looking down from the middle of the mountain, Zhu Ziqiang was very excited about a long queue of people, while pork belly cried, "Pig intestines! You still have to toss, don't embarrass others!" While crying, the pig's head kowtowed non-stop. Only Zhu Ziqiang was very excited watching all this. Finally, the people below shouted together, and the coffin rushed out, and the faces of the people below were distorted. Everyone's feet were on the high ridge, because there was a pulling force in front and a pushing force in the back. , the coffin bearer only needs to hold the coffin firmly, and it all depends on the strength of the puller and the pusher, so that the lifter seems to be doing acrobatics, and no matter how high the ridge is, it is like walking up a wall. That's what they called "flying feet!" Hu Minghong shouted: "Straighten your back! One or two..." All the people followed in unison, "Get up!" After crossing the ravine, there are basically no problems, but there are still a few people who were crushed when they were flying feet. When the coffin arrived, it was Mr. Taoist who conducted the burial, and then thanked the relatives and friends who came to help in the afternoon , Everyone ate the "Eight Big Bowls" once!Seven days later, the filial son returned to the mountain, and the funeral was over! *** Ma Huizi usually kills cattle at five o'clock in the morning, and after three o'clock, he can't say a word after getting up. It was Ah Weng who was reading the Koran, and while he was reading, he turned around the knife, making twelve turns to the left and twelve turns to the right, and then he started to do it. Pig liver likes the smell of blood on Ma Huizi's body very much. He has been here for three days and keeps his eyes open every night. He misses home, the dead pig's intestines, pork belly, and Zhu Ziqiang.He began to regret his recklessness in his heart, and at the same time worried that his third brother would not go to the No. 1 Middle School in the city to study. Whenever he thought of this, he would get angry and anxious, wishing to fly home!If the third child is disobedient, he will be tied to school. The third child is expected to go to college. But this time my father is dead, the pig's head will definitely not intervene, relying on those uncles... Humph!Fuck!Pig liver has never felt so guilty.Youngest son, you should go to study, otherwise your brother will be restless for the rest of his life. This time, Ziwo has a nice name: Taoyuan Village, with a plateau climate, everyone has black and red faces, and the accent is different from that of Dog Street. I like to talk here with a family, Karma.Everyone is chattering, yelling loudly, as if trying to use all the strength of shit. When the pig liver just came, Ma Huizi smiled and said to him: "Your family has eaten. ? In the future, you will say that you are a pig, and you will be fucked by others! Do you remember your family?" Luo Yong helped Ma Huizi to transport cattle a few times, and the relationship was quite good. Luo Yong was originally a man with few tendencies, and Ma Huizi didn't like to talk, but the two became friends, and two deaf men slept together— - Don't show it off!So on the way, Luo Yong didn't explain to Zhu Gan, and he didn't know what to explain, anyway, every time he came, Ma Huizi would eat and sleep as he asked, and drink as he asked. The pig liver who heard this accent for the first time was confused: "What are you talking about?" Ma Huizi laughed loudly and said, "I called you the word "pig", and driver Luo told me your family name was pig? Calling you pig liver?" Zhu Gan nodded, and Ma Huizi asked again: "You said your family used to butcher pigs?" Zhu Gan nodded again, and Ma Huizi said: "So in the future, I will learn how to kill Niu Ke, and you should change your surname to Zhu Ga, Zhu De's Zhu." Zhu Gan was depressed, and my surname was originally Zhu!