The security director Chu Fufa left with a depressed look on his face, probably ordering a coffin for Mr. Kong.
The village chief said a few polite words to me, asked me to help Mr. Kong with his makeup, and turned to leave. He didn't even dare to ask the price. I was thinking about what kind of price I should charge.
Because Mr. Kong is a lonely old man in the village, with no children or relatives around him.
He used to be a college student, but later he settled down in the village. He never got married and is now about seventy-five or sixty-six years old. It can be considered a happy funeral. After his death, the homestead and the houses on it will belong to the village.
The money sent was naturally paid by the brigade.
Fortunately, the village chief is a decent person and can handle things, but the security director is really not likeable.
However, Mr. Kong was a virtuous man during his lifetime. For no other reason than to help fellow villagers, I want to help him.
Lang Hongyi's people haven't left yet, they are still tinkering with something in the house. I really admire their speed. How could they buy so many things in this remote country?
I was so anxious that I didn't pay attention just now. Now that I saw it, I was completely convinced. I said to Mr. Lang who followed me in, "Young master, you have put all these things on the table. Are you really ready to live a good life?"
"I do have this intention. You are welcome to use it together. After all, you are the landlord!"
I was quite pleased with his self-awareness. I looked at the house that originally looked like a slum. With the help of these people, a lot of modern electrical appliances were added, and a network cable pulled from nowhere was installed.
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I already have a router and computer, a refrigerator, a TV, and a sofa set. It looks nondescript in my small house with a stove and firewood. In the yard outside, there is also a wiring board and a washing machine next to the well. I am really convinced.
Even a brand new colored steel shed has been built.
"Haha, my phone doesn't use wireless network."
We know this kind of high technology, and we have to thank the high-end equipment in the school dormitories, otherwise it would be very poor now.
After listening to my words, Lang Hongyi actually frowned and looked at the elderly-style mobile phone I held in my hand, "It's really time to change it. I have some spare ones over there. I'll give them to you to use first."
I quickly waved my hand, "No, no, I'm used to this. The signal is loud, it won't break, and it can be used as a weapon at critical times. This is a testimony of the progress of an era and has commemorative value."
I took one last look at the unrecognizable main room. I couldn’t imagine what a combination of Chinese and Western style the house rented to Lang Hongyi now looked like. I turned around and prepared to go back to the house. “You guys take your time, as long as the house doesn’t collapse, anything else is up to you. Oh,
By the way, please leave the stove for our survival..."
Seeing those people carrying an electric gas stove in, I fell silent again...
My heart suddenly ached a little, and I pointed at the extra colored steel shed in the yard!
The man looked towards Lang Hongyi, who listened to my opinion and nodded.
I really couldn't see it, so I let go and closed my eyes and closed the door behind me, "Be patient, San Man, you have to be patient, that's a full 120,000 yuan a year's rent, at worst, we will kick him out in a year and restore him to his original state!"
"No anger, no sight, no anger, nothing has changed, there is just an extra dog in the house, ahem... a very rich dog, it will tear down the house!"
After doing some ideological construction for myself, I started to pack and take inventory of Uncle Wu's big makeup box. After all, I agreed to work for Mr. Kong. This old gentleman taught many people in the village how to read.
There should be no less people.
And the security director will be back soon, because he is the only one who guarantees that he will not be able to buy a coffin from the coffin boy. Based on the relationship between Uncle Wu and the coffin boy, it can only take a few words...
As expected, I guessed it right. It was dark, and the security director came back like a little plague chicken. This time, he was not as arrogant and domineering as before. He smiled obediently and said, "Sanman, I don't know what this coffin boy is."
It’s not that I’m not at home. I’ve been shouting outside for a long time and no one answered inside. Just look at..."
I stood at the door of the hall with my makeup box on my back and said with a sullen face, "Director Chu, don't call me so casually. I took over the makeup artist's work and asked for advice from Mr. Ye. Or to distinguish myself from my grandfather, I will call you Mr. Xiaoye."
it is also fine."
In our Yin and Yang sect, there is no distinction between men and women. As long as they enter this industry, even women are addressed as sir, or they can also be called master. I always feel that the title sir is more awesome, so I chose the former.
Show off your power?!
If you use it for me, just treat it as if I won't use it for you. It's rude to come back but not return. This is the sage's teaching!
Sure enough, Chu Fufa reluctantly twitched the flesh on his face, making him look a bit greasy with a fierce look. I just pretended not to see it and didn't move a step.
Seeing that it was getting late, he was afraid that I would not show up at Mr. Kong's wedding today, so he quickly apologized and said, "Yes, yes, I was negligent. Mr. Xiaoye, could you please help the coffin boy fix the coffin?"
, we are all doing this to help Mr. Kong!"
If it weren't for the sake of Mr. Kong, who teaches and educates people, I would really want to show off to him today!
Seeing that I was about to go out, Lang Hongyi followed me with his long legs.
After getting rid of the annoying Chu Fufa, I took Lang Hongyi on the path to Coffin Boy's house, "With your destiny, is it okay to participate in the white event?"
If you say that I am the little sun that attracts ghosts, then this is Magneto that attracts negative things. Although we can complement each other magically, weird things will definitely happen one after another. I know that he has an amulet given by an expert now.
And I have an inner world around my neck, and I also have a lot of untested abilities.
You really don’t have to worry if you encounter little things.
But today I not only have to go to the funeral, but I also have to put on makeup. I also have to walk around the coffin boy first, fearing that he might have some taboos and get hurt.
This is the first day of partnership!
"It's okay. As long as I'm with you, I'll be safe. This is good. You don't have to worry about me when you do your thing."
Okay, it's totally useless to worry, the young master just said a word and talked to death!
"Okay, then you just follow me and pretend to be stupid about whatever you see or hear. Do you understand?"
"Um!"
He was very cooperative this time and answered with a nasal sound.
I could only shrug my shoulders and reluctantly pushed open the door of Coffin Boy's small courtyard!
"Don't touch anything, don't touch anything, and don't ask!" I couldn't help but pass on what Uncle Wu had told me back then to the people behind me. Although I didn't know why, it was always right to follow it.