The young man curled his lips and said nothing.

It seems that this matter must have something to do with his two sons, otherwise they would not be like that.

Soon, we arrived at his house, which was a village near the city similar to Aunt Jinxiu’s village. The funeral hall was set up at the house of the old man’s eldest son, the boy who was playing on his mobile phone.

As soon as he got here, the boy got out of the car holding his cell phone.

Their home is a two-story bungalow, and the building is quite old.

A tent was pulled out at the door of his house, and a mourning hall was set up in the main room. Originally, there should be many people coming to help cook and eat, but there were not many people in their house. They were sparse, and at first glance they looked very small.

several.

The mourning hall was empty without Mr. Yin Yang. All the incense and candles were not lit, and even the ever-burning lamp under the coffin was extinguished. The whole thing looked lifeless.

"Dazheng, is Master Lu here?" As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged woman came up and asked.

This woman has small eyes and a crooked mouth. You can tell at a glance that she is an extremely mean woman.

Huang Dazheng sighed and said, "Master Lu has something to do. I invited Mr. Li to come over. This Mr. Li is the one who paid for the coffin for us yesterday."

After Huang Dazheng finished speaking, her eyes began to look at me. After looking at me, she said with a surprised look on her face, "Dazheng, you are not mistaken, are you? Him? He is probably not as old as Xiao Fei, right?"

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I have long been accustomed to facing this kind of doubt. They are all ordinary people. It doesn't matter what they think of me. I just don't want Master Lu to have to clean up this mess after he comes out.

Huang Dazheng didn't know much about me either. He just looked at me and said, "Well, this Mr. Li said this is not a big problem and he can solve it. Let him try."

"This? Try it?" the woman said with a straight face, "Can you try this kind of thing? Dazheng, why are you so unreliable in your work? If something happens, our family will be responsible."

"Sister-in-law, how can you talk like that?" Suddenly another woman came up and said to Huang Dazheng, "Dazheng, your sister-in-law is anxious, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

This woman seems to be relatively good at talking, but she is just good at talking. Her facial features are lean, especially the bridge of her nose and mouth are relatively small. This kind of person is a typical talker. She talks one thing but thinks another in her heart.
Chapter completed!