Then the uncle took out a pipe from his pocket and lit it with a lighter.
The wind was too strong and he couldn't light it after lighting it several times.
I said, uncle, look at the road and I will help you.
The uncle continued: "I am a well-known corpse-carrying professional in Sanpu Town.
I specialize in carrying difficult and miscellaneous corpses.
As long as you give me money, I dare to carry any corpse.
This is not like just getting two corpses and transporting them to the funeral home.
Each corpse costs 500 yuan." .
I was holding the lighter in my hand, and I was stunned for a long time, thinking about how I stopped a corpse truck.
As soon as I was released from prison, I encountered a taboo.
As the saying goes, there are two types of vehicles that cannot be stopped, one is an ambulance, and the other is a corpse truck.
I felt indescribably disgusted in my heart.
The old man saw me and said nothing for a long time: "You kid, why are you going to a funeral parlor during the Chinese New Year?
I said: "My family lives there The uncle said again: "You just came back from working in other places and you are doing business next to the funeral parlor."
I shook my head.
I had just been released from prison, and my parents were both funeral home workers.
The uncle was stunned and said: "You are Ai Bing's young master I asked: "Do you know Mom?
The uncle laughed: "Why don't I know him?
If I hadn't been the one to pull the strings, how could your father marry your mother Ai Bing?
How could I not know her?
Then he said with some vigilance: "I've heard about your story.
Hey, young people are full of blood and do things without thinking about the consequences.
Hey, that's not right.
Didn't you help someone beat him to death?
You were released just a few years ago.
You couldn't have escaped from prison, right?
My advice, kid.
You'd better turn yourself in as soon as possible.
God is watching what you do, so you don't get caught and embarrass your parents.
I laughed after hearing this and took out the release certificate from my pocket to show him.
The uncle was a little embarrassed after seeing it. : "I'm sorry, young master, I misunderstood you.
I said: "It's okay, you just introduced my father and my mother, what's going on?
The uncle held the steering wheel with one hand and smoked his pipe with the other and said: "I seem to remember that your father had just returned from the army in 1982, and no one went to the police, prosecutors or law enforcement agencies at that time.
At that time, in response to the call of the country, returning soldiers crowded into state-owned enterprises, and workers were proud of their honor.
At that time, your father wanted to go to the No. 6 Steel Plant in Yangbei City, but your father refused to agree.
I just want your father to take over from him
Your dad was in a mood the first day he checked in at the funeral home.
At that time, I was a cremator at a funeral parlor in Yangbei City, and your father was my apprentice.
Your grandfather, Director Qin, and I have a good relationship.
Your mother, Ai Bing, is almost thirty years old and is still an old girl.
During countless blind dates, the other party turned around and ran away as soon as he heard that Ai Bing was a funeral parlor's groomer.
At that time, after several months of observation, I found that your father was honest and diligent, but he was a bit introverted.
I will bring this marriage together from the middle.
Later, after your grandpa retired, a director named Liu came to the funeral parlor.
The old man said this: "He started swearing.
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From the tone of his voice, he must have a grudge against the new director Liu."
The uncle then began to scold his mother and said: "Come on, Director Liu is not a high-ranking official but has a big air.
When he first came here, he implemented a layoff system of one bottle of wine and one pack of cigarettes.
I, Lao Ding, don't have any hobbies at ordinary times.
I just like to drink a few sips." .
That day an old friend came back from Sichuan and brought me a few bottles of Tuopai Daqu.
I took a few sips in the boiler room.
That afternoon, Director Liu held a meeting on etiquette and integrity.
I had a straight temper and couldn't stand Director Liu's bureaucratic style, so I talked a few words with him.
Curator Liu began to use the topic to make excuses, saying that I bribed people to drink alcohol, drank to work, and had to give me credit for eating and receiving cards.
I was found in the cremation room without opening the bottle, so I was forced to write some kind of self-criticism.
No matter how poor I am, I, the conscience of heaven and earth, have never accepted a pack of cigarettes from people attending funerals.
I was fired because of this incident.
I was not convinced and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau several times to make trouble.
I, a worker, had never fought against them.
Later, the leaders of the Civil Affairs Bureau were also bothered by me, so they contracted the funeral parlor to pull out corpses.
The job I am doing now depends on the weather.
Normally, the natural disaster funeral parlor will ask me to handle the corpses that are difficult to dispose of, and I will be given one hundred or two hundred dollars to take one back.
It's not snowing that much, and the road is icy.
A big job happened.
A couple went to the city to do New Year shopping.
Driving a motorcycle tricycle, it crashed into the stone pier on the roadside of Shige Bridge.
The couple was squeezed tightly.
As soon as the uncle finished speaking, I saw the huge sign of the funeral parlor.
Then the uncle parked the tractor at the door of the funeral parlor and said: "We're here, go back I said reluctantly: "Uncle Ding, thank you for coming to my house at noon and having a drink.
Uncle Ding declined and said: "I just came back and had a good time with my parents.
Your mother has had a hard time in the past two years, so I won't disturb your family reunion.
Go back Then the uncle drove the tractor and entered the funeral home gate.
I just walked into the community of the family courtyard of the funeral home.
Uncle Cao looked at me and didn't recognize me for a moment.
I said, "Uncle Cao, why don't you recognize me?"
Then Uncle Cao panicked and said: "Bingbing, you are back, my child.
Look, you are so thin and your face is deformed.
Why did you shave your head in the cold weather?
I jokingly said, "I was just released, and the prison won't let me out until I shave my head."
Uncle Cao pulled me into the guard room and said:
"My child, it's cold outside, I'm going to call your mother.
I said, "No, I won't bother you.
I'm waiting for her to get off work.
Uncle Cao jogged out of the family courtyard without looking back.
I looked at Uncle Cao's back and felt a little moved.
I was also filled with emotion.
My second uncle and second mother's family treated me less than a neighbor who looked after the gate.
Uncle Cao is from Yangci County in the north of Yangbei City.
At that time, Uncle Cao's wife had difficulty giving birth and gave birth in a local health center.
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The midwifery doctor saw that Uncle Cao's wife couldn't give birth for more than ten hours, so he asked Uncle Cao to be transferred to Yangbei City.
County hospital.
In that era, transportation was not as convenient as it is now, otherwise Uncle Cao's wife and son would not have died.
Uncle Cao pulled his own cart and walked all night from Yangci County to Yangbei County Hospital.
When he arrived at the hospital, Uncle Cao's wife was already dead.
The doctor said: "The child is a boy and he was left alive."
Uncle Cao and others After burying his wife, he never returned home and wandered around Yangbei City like a beggar.
In 1998, there was a flood and continuous heavy rains wreaked havoc on Yangbei City.
Someone called the police and reported that a man's body was found on the east city wall.
At that time, the funeral home's car pulled him back.
Uncle Cao lay in the morgue all night.
Early in the morning, Uncle Cai, the boilermaker, noticed that he had moved his hands and reported it to my grandpa.
My grandfather was the director of a funeral home.
Without saying a word, he sent someone to take Uncle Cao to the hospital.
Later, Uncle Cao was very generous.
After returning from the hospital, he came to the funeral home to do odd jobs.
Because Uncle Cao had rheumatism, my grandpa arranged for him to work in the family building to guard the gate.
The official establishment was the same as other workers.
Uncle Cao has watched me grow up and has watched the gate for decades.
He is a kind-hearted and warm-hearted man.
If anyone has anything, just call him and he will help.
Not long after, my mother ran back in a hurry.
When she saw me, she hugged me and cried hard.
"Bingbing, my son, you are finally back.
Mom is not dreaming.
As if she was afraid that I would run away, my mother held my face with both hands.
Tears slowly flowed down her wrinkles.
The white strands growing out of her black hair looked so dazzling.
At that moment, I could no longer control my stubborn tears. , "Mom, it's Bingbing.
Bingbing is back and will never leave you again.
I hugged my mother, and at that moment nothing could stop the fusion of blood.
Then my father walked in and hugged me and my mother silently.
He didn’t say a word.
I always thought that my father was a hard-hearted person who was not kind to words.
At that moment, he couldn’t hold it back either.
He pursed his lips and looked up at the ceiling. , the expression seemed to be that if you raise your head, tears would not flow out.
His hand grasped my shoulder tightly.
This was the most real side of my father that I had ever seen.
Uncle Cao stood aside with wet eyes.
Then my father put his arms around my mother and me, and the family of three went home.
That day, my mother cooked me a table of my favorite dishes.
My father made an exception and drank wine for the only time that I can remember.
After two glasses of wine, his face glowed red, he was very happy, and he gradually started talking more.
My mother kept putting vegetables in my bowl.
I took a bite of the fat and said, "Dad, I want to see grandma and grandpa in the afternoon.
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My father's hand picking up vegetables froze in mid-air and put it down again and said, "Your grandma and grandpa passed away.
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