I blurted out without thinking: "As long as I can cure it, I can do anything you want me to do.
Uncle Ding took out his pipe from his body, filled it with some tobacco, and made a puff.
Half of his face was red with match marks, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to tell the vicissitudes of this old face.
He shook the matchstick, took a big sip and said: "It's not difficult to do.
Just tell your mother and she will definitely do it.
I asked: "Uncle Ding, tell me what happened."
Uncle Ding blew out a puff of smoke, pinched his nose and said: "I have an adopted granddaughter who is twenty years old this year.
I want your mother to arrange for her to enter the funeral home.
Just when Uncle Ding was talking, I felt that his expression of pinching his nose was so familiar.
I seemed to have seen it somewhere.
But I can't remember it for a while.
I said with some difficulty: "Uncle Ding, you don't know something.
I had a fight with Director Liu today, and my mother is planning to arrange for my two nephews to be sent to the funeral home.
I don't know if this can be done.
Uncle Ding smiled and said, "Isn't that right?
Did you beat Director Liu's son Yutian today?
Haha, Director Liu is a hard-nosed bird.
I've heard about you.
You are quite capable." .
The windows in your house were smashed.
Didn’t you just come back from the police station?
Why else would I have been waiting for you here?
I asked: "You know everything about what just happened this afternoon.
Uncle Ding said: “As the saying goes, good things never go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
You made our workers angry today.
I'll give you an idea I smiled and said: "Hey, it turns out you are waiting for me.
Uncle Ding said: "You help me with things, and I will help you get rid of the evil spirit.
What we say is that what comes, comes back."
Find an opportunity in a few days to go to Director Liu's house to cause trouble.
Director Liu bullies the weak and fears the strong, and his son Yutian is domineering and domineering because of how much money I have.
You have to use your brains to change Yutian.
Your legs are shaking.
There is nothing he can do to you.
Let alone bring a few people into the funeral parlor.
Even if you are not working at the funeral parlor, he will still give you the money.
Believe it or not.
To put it bluntly, you have been in prison, have no formal job, and are not married.
You can feed yourself and the whole family is not hungry.
Curator Liu is most afraid of people like you who don't bother you.
I curled my lips and said, "Is this okay?
Uncle Ding seemed to be a little enthusiastic when he said: "No, it's okay.
It depends on whether you are willing or not.
There is no point in being reasonable when dealing with Director Liu's grandson.
He has long hands.
Some time ago, your mother interceded to arrange for a college student to come in.
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Do you know how much money she gave as a gift?
Uncle Ding raised a finger.
I said: "One thousand Uncle Ding said: “Ten thousand.
I said: "Ten thousand, just to get into the funeral parlor, that college student has a shit in his head.
Uncle Ding said helplessly: "You are a fool in jail.
For only ten thousand, why don't you beg Director Liu?"
If Director Liu hadn't looked at your grandfather's face, he wouldn't have been able to get in.
I said disdainfully: "My mother is just nosy.
Uncle Ding glared at me and said, "Your mother is not troublesome, but she is too kind-hearted.
Please think about this carefully and give me a call if you can get it done.
Uncle Ding casually took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to me and said: "Take it and call me when you're done.
I looked at the business card carefully.
It said Yangbei City Funeral Service General Manager: Ding Guangsong.
Business scope: salvaging remains, transporting remains, one-stop funeral services, renting crystal coffins, funeral sheds, ringing teams, contact number Uncle Ding said: “Then I’ll leave first.
I stuffed my business card into my pocket and said hurriedly: "You haven't taught me how to cure evil spirits yet."
Uncle Ding said with a smile: "Haha, it's very simple, just drip your own blood into the palm of your right hand and hold it tightly.
I said: "That's enough Uncle Ding walked to the funeral home: "This is the early stage.
If it doesn't obey, you should do this first.
I will teach you later.
I looked at his retreating back and thought to myself, this Uncle Ding is from above, why can he see the Seven Evils in me.
Then I heard the roaring sound of a tractor starting, and I walked towards the family building of the funeral home without looking back.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the courtyard, I met Fugui, Fuqiang and my dad coming out.
I asked: "It's so late, where are you going?"
Fugui said: "Auntie, I'm worried about you.
You went to the police station, why haven't you come back for so long, so let us go out to greet you.
I smiled and walked with them back home and said, "The police filed a case and asked for transcripts.
It took a long time.
As soon as I entered the house, my mother asked: "What did the police say?"
I said: "The police station opened a case for investigation.
I think it was the boy from Yutian who did it.
My mother said: "You didn't see the person, how did you know it was him.
I said, "Aren't these lice on a bald man's head?
It's obvious, right?"
While I was talking, I suddenly noticed that my mother pinched her nose, which looked exactly like Uncle Ding.
I asked: “Mom, who is this Uncle Ding?
My mother said: "The old Ding you are asking about is a good person, but has a bad temper.
He is your father's master and has a good relationship with your grandfather.
I grew up watching him.
If it weren't for him, your father would be able to marry me and have you.
My dad said: "Stop talking, these words are becoming more and more unreliable.
As soon as I heard this, if we continued to talk, my parents would make a fuss again.
I simply stopped talking and went back to the house with Fugui Fuqiang to rest.
As soon as we entered the house, we heard my mother nagging, "Why, can't I talk to my son about the past?"
What are you thinking about?
Then came my dad’s voice: “Are you talking about those old grains and rotten pockmarks?
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I closed the door, shook my head and said to Fugui and Fuqiang: "Don't mind, they choked again, just get used to it.
Fugui said something meaningful: "I like this very much.
The feeling of parents bickering is what we call home.
Fugui spoke with a sad face.
I knew his family situation, so I patted him on the shoulder and said: "What are you thinking about?
Don't pay back Tiegang's money.
I will take you two to the supermarket to buy things tomorrow.
Fugui nodded and said nothing.
I twisted Fu Qiang’s fat face and said, “I’ll ask you to eat enough food from the supermarket tomorrow, so much that you won’t be able to walk.
Fu Qiang looked at me naively and said, "Really, Uncle Han doesn't lie.
As I said this, I took off my shoes, lay on the bed and said:
"Uncle Han has always spoken with ease.
Then I asked Fugui to turn off the lights.
It was a bit crowded for three people to sleep on the same bed.
What was even more annoying was that Fuqiang was snoring.
Maybe I was used to sleeping in prison, but I couldn't sleep when I got home.
Maybe I was mentally depressed for a long time, and I was not used to the sudden relaxation.
I carefully thought about what happened today in my mind.
This was a habit I developed in prison.
Today my glass and Yutian are so fucking ambitious that they want to die.
If I just let him go, I will feel so sick that I can’t swallow it.
A man can't even protect his own family.
This man is useless.
Although he called the police, even if the police caught him and detained him for a few days, he was still not convinced by me.
If I am not at home from now on, what will he do?
I don't do it openly or secretly, and I throw bricks, stones, etc., what can I do.
This Yutian has not been a good person since he was a child.
Because his father is the director of the funeral parlor, he bullies this and that.
The boys in the funeral parlor are all girls who are not afraid of him.
The boys are caught riding horses and the girls are caught lifting up their skirts.
If I hadn't been in the martial arts school and couldn't go back, this guy would have been punished by me a long time ago.
It's better now.
This grandson dares to throw black bricks behind his back.
If you can't cure this matter, Yutian, I will take your surname.
And when I came out of the police station, I saw the female spirit named Wu Changyue.
Say, home, live in the courtyard of the textile factory on the east, Jin, west road.
A black truck driver killed me in Building 203 of Building 3.
His name was Li Kuian.
He lived in,,,,.
Thinking of this, I began to hate my right hand, the Qi of the Seven Evils, why didn't I let the female spirit finish speaking.
Isn’t this Jinxi Road Textile Factory Family Community the same community where my fourth aunt’s family lives?
It happened to be the Chinese New Year, and I went to my fourth aunt's house to pay New Year greetings.
I asked this woman named Wu Changyue on the way.
And what kind of background is Uncle Ding?
Why can he bring out the seven evil spirits in me?
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Moreover, according to his words, he can also control the evil spirits.
He asked me to pretend to be a ghost and a scoundrel to cure Liu.
The director arranged for her to raise a granddaughter and work in a funeral parlor.
What does raising a granddaughter mean?
Logically speaking: If it was his own granddaughter, he shouldn't have told me about raising a granddaughter.
Thinking that this was a bit messy, I simply stopped thinking about it.
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