Chapter 98 Mr. Xu is a little angry
Xu Zhiquan and Li Rui each finished smoking a cigarette and then walked towards the Xie family's old house together.
In the yard, the white band had just finished playing a song and were sitting on a bench to rest.
Seeing Xu Zhiquan come in, the old leader of Xian'er quickly stood up and called "Boss Xu".
A bunch of brothers in the yard were still making arrangements. When they saw "Mr. Xu" coming in, they quickly made way.
They all already know that Mr. Xu is the father of "Brother Chen" and the current boss of "Brother Rui".
And all this was arranged by Mr. Xu.
Xu Zhiquan quickly walked into the mourning hall.
Xie Bingran was still kneeling on the ground in mourning, and Xu Chen and several brothers were still guarding.
Seeing Xu Zhiquan come in, Xie Bingran swayed and stood up with support on the ground.
She raised her hand to carefully straighten the messy hair on her forehead, bowed to Xu Zhiquan, and whispered in a hoarse voice:
"Thank you, Uncle Xu..."
Li Rui stood behind Xu Zhiquan without saying anything, but winked at the brothers in front of him.
These people quickly said:
"Thank you Mr. Xu!"
Immediately afterwards, the twenty brothers who were still busy in the yard also stopped what they were doing, turned around and said to Xu Zhiquan:
"Thank you Mr. Xu!"
These few voices actually frightened the senior members of the white-college team.
Xu Zhiquan was stunned and looked up at Xu Chen.
The father and son exchanged glances, and Xu Zhiquan smiled helplessly.
He walked up to Xie Bingran and supported her arms:
"It's okay, girl...
If you have any difficulties, you can tell Xu Chen or me!
Whether it is now or later! ”
Xie Bingran lowered his head slightly.
She pursed her lips...
Tears streaming down my face.
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The suonas and music played in unison, and the wreaths were placed all the way to the street.
More and more villagers came to "see the fun", and they all looked surprised while pointing.
They never imagined that the Xie family's old residence, where a reform-through-labor prisoner was a prisoner, could hold such a glorious funeral.
It was obvious that the poor old man and the little girl were the ones they usually despised the most.
Xu Zhiquan was hanging out in the yard with a cigarette in his mouth, and Li Rui was always accompanying him.
Previously, Xu Zhiquan took two cigarettes from the car and gave one pack each to Xie Bingran and Li Rui's brothers.
After hearing about the past of "Brother Bing" and these brothers, Xu Zhiquan already knows that they are not "bad boys" in the absolute sense, and they even have integrity and kindness in their bones...
Xu Chen went out to the car to get a few bottles of water, returned to the mourning hall, opened a bottle, and handed it to Xie Bingran, who was kneeling at the vigil.
Xie Bingran took it, took a sip, and looked up at Xu Chen, with pity in his tearful eyes.
This is not Brother Bing, he is still the thin and pitiful deskmate who didn't have enough to eat.
"I'm going to see my dad." Xu Chen said.
Xie Bingran didn't speak, but nodded slightly.
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Outside the yard, Xu Zhiquan was sitting on a bench to rest.
Li Rui stood not far away, still placing wreaths with his two brothers.
Xu Chen came over, handed Xu Zhiquan a bottle of water, and sat down next to his father.
"Dad, thank you!"
Xu Zhiquan laughed:
"Why are you being polite to your dad?"
Lao Xu unscrewed the water bottle and took a few gulps.
"Dad has made arrangements for dinner and burial in the afternoon.
This administrative team is from the nearby village and will take care of everything. ”
He took a puff of cigarette, sighed and said:
"You, a junior high school classmate, are really pitiful. Your grandma is in mourning and you don't even have any relatives to help you.
Fortunately, Li Rui and the others came over. "Xu Chen raised his arms and hugged his father's shoulders:
"Fortunately, Mr. Xu is here!"
Xu Zhiquan laughed, stretched out his big hand and pinched Xu Chen's cheek.
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At this time, there was some noise in the distance.
Xu Chen looked up and saw several villagers coming, talking to Li Rui and the others.
Looking at the scene, there seemed to be some controversy.
Xu Zhiquan looked up and couldn't help but frown.
"Go and have a look."
With that said, the father and son got up and walked over.
Only seven or eight people came, including Mrs. Zhao, the women's director just now.
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Apart from her, there were a few middle-aged men who looked like they were from this village.
When Aunt Zhao saw Xu Zhiquan walking over from a distance, she said:
"Are you the adult in charge of them? This is our village chief."
As she spoke, she pointed to a dark-faced middle-aged man wearing a baggy white shirt next to her.
The village chief looked Xu Zhiquan up and down and said:
"Who are you? Are you a relative of the Xie family?"
Xu Zhiquan put on a gentle smile and said:
"My son is a classmate of the girls from the Xie family, and these children here today are also classmates.
This girl is pitiful. There is no one to take care of the funeral at home. We are here to help..."
The village chief looked Xu Zhiquan up and down again, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xu Zhiquan smiled, took out a business card from his arms and handed it over.
"I run a business in the town, and classmate Xie Bingran also studied in the town in junior high school. My boy and I turned out to be classmates."
The village chief took the business card and looked at it with his presbyopic eyes.
Xu Zhiquan is wearing a baggy suit and shiny leather belt and leather shoes. He does have the air of a "township entrepreneur".
The village chief looked at the business card carefully again and said:
“Now in our village, we don’t allow any extravagance, and funerals must be kept simple!
You guys are so noisy.
We need to get rid of the percussion and singing band, and we can't put this wreath on the street!
There are too many of you. You can’t come out onto the street. You can just do it at home..."
Xu Zhiquan took out a cigarette and handed one to the village chief.
The village chief waved his hand: "No."
Xu Zhiquan smiled and held a cigarette in his mouth.
He knew in his heart that the village chief came here simply to cause trouble for some unknown reason.
Xu Zhiquan wandered around the village for a long time and heard a lot of comments from his neighbors. It was obvious that each family's funeral was arranged in a grand manner.
Even two months ago, the village chief's father passed away, so the arrangements were even more grand and unusual.
Xu Zhiquan had just heard a few words about these things.
Why is it that when you get to the Xie family, you have to "keep the funeral simple" and don't even let out the door?
What's more, Xu Zhiquan's management was not extravagant in the first place.
It's just that the yard of Xie's old house is too small, so some wreaths were placed outside.
They are all people living in towns and villages. In fact, the arrangements of each household are generally the same...
Xu Zhiquan looked gentle and said with a smile:
"This is not a big deal, is it? We are all from the town and the village, how can we still know the customs and rules?
What's more, there is only one little girl left in this family, and your village committee didn't pay much attention to it. It's too pitiful to have her buried in a deserted and miserable state.
Besides, whose funeral ceremony will be quiet and silent, or even in their own yard?
This is obviously embarrassing..."
When he said this, he smiled and spoke softly, but his words were a bit tough.
Because Mr. Xu was really a little angry.
Not only because of the village chief's words of expulsion, but also because of the gossip that Xu Zhiquan heard from the villagers in the past half day.
In the past years, Xie Bingran and her grandma have received countless cold looks and indifferent treatment in this village...
(End of chapter)