"Zheng Ju"

"Um"

Seeing Li Xuewu greeting him, Zheng Fuhua nodded in agreement with a solemn face, gestured to the mourning hall and walked in.

Li Xuewu, Shen Fang and others were let into the wing room on the other side to rest by Jing's father.

There are already some people sitting in this room, including relatives of the Jing family, younger generations with filial piety, and more colleagues of the four Jing family members.

When Li Xuewu and three others came into the room, seven or eight people stood up.

"Shen Suo"

"Duansuo"

"Li Chu"

This is not a polite place. Li Xuewu and the other three nodded, waving their hands to signal a few people to sit down, and he took Shen Fang and the others to sit on the fire wall next to the wall. .??.??

Duan Youting knew how to be a good person, and even left a place for Zheng Fuhua. Knowing that Director Zheng would follow him to see him off soon, they all rested here temporarily.

Sure enough, after a while Zheng Fuhua was also invited here by Jing's father.

As soon as Zheng Fuhua entered the room, another circle of people stood up. Zheng Fuhua waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down, and he took the seat reserved for Li Xuewu.

The relatives of the Jing family in the room knew that the young men were colleagues of Jing Yongjie. When they saw these people standing up to say hello, they knew that the leaders had come in. However, these two groups of leaders came in, and the relatives did not know who it was. They were all muttering privately.

Among the colleagues of Jing's father, the eldest son and the second son of the Jing family, some knew Zheng Fuhua, some knew Shen Fang, and some knew Duan Youting, but few knew Li Xuewu.

Seeing several young people calling Li Xuewu Li Chu, they all asked them who they were.

After I found out more about it, there was another round of discussion.

Li Xuewu opened a pack of cigarettes and divided them among Zheng Fuhua and the other three, and threw the remaining cigarettes to the young men at Beixinqiao Office.

When several people over there saw that Li Xuewu was throwing it at the front door, they all divided and whipped it.

Duan Youting ordered it for Zheng Fuhua, while Li Xuewu and Shen Fang ordered their own.

The room is lit with a light bulb at over 60 degrees, which is neither dark nor bright, and the smoke in the room makes it look very magical.

Zheng Fuhua frowned and looked at the mourning shed outside the window and said, "Work hard today and try to attack the case before the afternoon. At four o'clock in the afternoon, you all go home after four o'clock. You can continue on the third day of the third day."

Duan Youting took a puff of cigarette and said, "We all have to be on duty anyway, so we can continue the trial."

Zheng Fuhua glanced at Duan Youting and said, "That's not how the case is handled. I have been busy for a year, and within these two days, won't there be only one nail left in the Northeast? When will the steel rolling mill start?"

General Li Xuewu flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand and said, "It's time to take a break. Just like Director Zheng said, in the next two days, there will be people watching the nails in the Northeast at any time. Don't worry about the one at the steel rolling mill. Let's arrest him at the end of the month." That's to help him, I have to let him taste the suffering."

Seeing that Li Xuewu was confident, Zheng Fuhua gestured to Shen Fang and Duan Youting with a cigarette in his hand and said, "You see, people are not ruthless and can't stand firmly. You should learn a little better in the future."

Shen Fang glanced at Li Xuewu and said, "How else can we say that others can make progress? We should learn from it."

Although Duan Youting said nothing, he still had an expression of approval.

Zheng Fuhua blew out the smoke and said, "It is a good thing to be jealous. Jealousy makes people progress. You are right to learn this sentence."…

Turning his head, Zheng Fuhua looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "Can your deputy at the steel rolling mill sort out the nail at the end of the month?"

"should be no problem"

Seeing Li Xuewu's agreement, Zheng Fuhua knelt down and said, "Then we'll wait until after the new year, and wait until your deputy director comes down to do it together."

Seeing Shen Fang and Li Xuewu looking at each other with a look of understanding, Zheng Fuhua couldn't help but sigh that Li Xuewu was as witty as a demon.

"It's training. Now that you've advanced to deputy director, you have to go to the academy to study. You two have worked hard. When will I arrange for you two to go to training?"

"Pull down Director Zheng"

Duan Youting shook his head and said, "If you want to say that there is still a chance for Lao Shen, I can't. I'm so old. It's hard to even write a report, so don't show up."

Zheng Fuhua patted Duan Youting on the shoulder and said, "Our business is called sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't make a name for yourself, you may have to replace the old with new people."

I ordered Duan Youtingyi

When he heard the boss greeting him outside the door, Zheng Fuhua looked at his watch and asked, "How did you get here?"

General Li Xuewu threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stamped it out, saying, "I drove here."

Shen Fang pointed at Duan Youting and said, "I came in his car."

Zheng Fuhua also threw away the cigarette butts in his hand and said, "Then let's drive two cars and give them a ride. Don't let the comrades feel cold."

Li Xuewu and the other three followed Zheng Fuhua out, followed by people from the street office.

Standing on the edge of the courtyard, I watched the Jing family wake up amidst bursts of crying.

A younger member of the family who was wearing a mourning banner threw the paper-burning basin, and six people covered it with a white cloth and carried Jing Yongjie's coffin into the hearse, and then several people wearing mourning hats got into the car.

The hearse was the first to leave the courtyard, followed by a group of mourning juniors. Some of the family members set off firecrackers in the courtyard.

Amidst the crackling of firecrackers and bursts of "woo-woo", before the sun came up, the hearse entered the main road.

The people wearing Xiao who were following behind the hearse also got into the car behind and rushed out of the city.

Li Xuewu and Zheng Fuhua's cars were all driven by the same system. The two cars followed at the back, both as public and as private, to see Jing Yongjie off for the last time.

The hearse sped up as it entered the main road. Li Xuewu's car followed at the rear. When he saw Zheng Fuhua's car accelerating, it also sped up.

There were constant cries and white paper money along the way. When the convoy slowed down when crossing the river bridge, the co-driver of the hearse threw a paper wallet from the car - it was just a paper bag with several pieces of paper money folded and wrapped in soil.

Once on the main road, it was a straight line, and the convoy went directly to Shijing Mountain.

Nowadays, funerals are usually held at the Babaoshan People's Cemetery, and convoys come next door.

Because the High Bureau has already reported Jing Yongjie's case, and the higher authorities have agreed on Jing Yongjie's treatment and will issue a formal document after the year, that's why Jing Yongjie can be buried here.

After entering the cemetery area, under the command of the staff, Li Xuewu and others followed the team up the slope after the vehicle was parked.

The Jing family has already communicated with them, so they dug the pit last night and buried it directly on the slope today.

As the coffin fell into the pit, the family members placed offerings and then knelt along the slope of the earth.…

Because they needed to seal the soil before the sun came up, the young men in charge picked up shovels and started filling in the soil amidst the sound of firecrackers.

The children in the family who came forward to raise flags placed flags on the grave. The family members cried for a while and were persuaded to leave by the head of the family.

After the family members paid their respects, Li Xuewu and others, led by Zheng Fuhua, stood in a row in front of Jing Yongjie's tomb to salute and observe a moment of silence.

Li Xuewu opened a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, lit one himself, placed it in front of the tomb, and deposited the rest on top.

Li Xuewu still remembered giving two boxes to Jing Yongjie on the train, and he reluctantly put them in his pocket.

Watching the sun rising slowly from the east, several people's faces were blushing. After standing for a while, several people turned around and walked down the hillside.

Most of the relatives of Jing's family at the foot of the hillside have left. Only Jing's father, Jing's mother, Jing Yongjie's brother, sister-in-law, and the head of the house are still here.

Looking at Si Zhu who was standing aside, and Yu Yu who had gone to Xiaozheng and cried, Li Xuewu followed Zheng Fuhua and shook hands with Jing's father, and they separated in the cemetery.

Death is like a lamp going out, and all thoughts turn to ashes.

Watching the Jing family get into the car and leave, Shazhu supported He Yuyu and stood silently in the cold wind.

Rainwater looked at the hillside with tears in his eyes. Silly Zhu persuaded him several times but refused to move.

Yu Yu also knows that in this world, the fate of the mortal world has ended, and the yin and yang are separated from each other from now on.

Those who are buried can not think about it, but how can those who are alive not think about it.

Li Xuewu greeted Zheng Fuhua and asked them to leave first. Zheng Fuhua and others also knew that Li Xuewu and Shazhu were neighbors, so they left first.

After Zheng Fuhua and the others left and there was no one else in the square, Li Xuewu walked up to He Yuyu and blocked her view of the hillside.

"Love is so deep that it doesn't last long. It will be hard for him to be buried with you like this. Taking care of yourself is the best way to pay tribute to those in the past."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Yu Yu squatted down helplessly, covered his face and cried again

stand up.

After Yu Yu cried for a while, Sha Zhu touched Yu Yu's hair, helped his sister get into the back cabin of the car, and sat in the passenger seat.

Li Xuewu pointed to the coat placed in the back warehouse and said to Shazhu, "It's a bit cold, please put it on for the rain."

Silly Zhu turned around and helped cover the rain with his clothes, and Li Xuewu's car drove onto the main road towards the intersection.

clear

The temperature at this time in the morning was quite cold. Li Xuewu was shivering a little from the cold, so he found a bun shop and stopped the car.

Today is New Year's Eve. If you want to buy something or eat, you have to do it before 12 o'clock. Most shops are closed after 12 o'clock.

The old saying is called "receiving the gods". The name may be different now, but the traditional meaning is the same, that is, the gods are ready to rest after being tired for a year.

There are not many people at this time in the morning, and most of the people who get up to eat steamed buns are those on duty during the New Year holiday.

"Let's go, eat two steamed buns and then go home. I can't stand it anymore."

Si Zhu also jumped out of the car after listening to Li Xuewu's words. Only He Yuyu was still leaning on the back seat.

"Brother, you go ahead, I'm not hungry."

Listening to the sound of the rain sounding like a little chicken being soaked in the rain, Li Xuewu looked at Silly Zhu, and then said to the rain behind the car, "Come down and sit down, your brother has been there all night."
To be continued...