Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

Seeing his boss's cooperation, Zhang Jianjun nodded with satisfaction, then started the car without saying a word and drove towards the morgue, intending to transport Jia Dongxu's body to the courtyard first and then make other arrangements.

The vehicle sped along the road, followed by a truck loaded with coffins. Before long, they arrived at the morgue.

Zhang Jianjun quickly got out of the car and said to the staff with a smile on his face: "Hello, comrade! I am here to receive Jia Dongxu's body. I am his relative."

"Oh, so that's how it is. It seems that you have made very thorough preparations, even the coffin is ready!" the staff member responded, and then immediately arranged for people to move Jia Dongxu's body into the coffin on the truck.

Zhang Jianjun thanked them immediately and took out three packs of Huazi cigarettes, handing one pack to each of the porters. Then, after paying the fee and getting the receipt, he drove back to the courtyard.

When they returned to the courtyard, they found that the mourning shed had been built. Zhang Jianjun shouted loudly: "Jia Dongxu's body is back, please come and help carry it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang and others walked out of the courtyard and came to help deal with the situation.

"Fuck! Jianjun, you are so generous, aren't you? You actually used a coffin made of golden nanmu wood to bury Jia Dongxu. Does he deserve such a good coffin?" Xu Damao shouted in surprise.

Zhang Jianjun was delighted, but his face remained calm: "It doesn't matter! After all, Jia Dongxu is my brother-in-law, so I can't be too shabby!"

Yan Jiecheng asked curiously, "Jianjun's coffin is not cheap, right? How much did it cost?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and shook his head: "Not expensive! Just over 800 yuan!"

When everyone present heard this, they all opened their mouths in surprise. Yan Jiefang said to himself in surprise: "How much? Eight hundred yuan? My monthly salary is less than twenty yuan. How long will it take me to earn eight hundred yuan!"

Because Yan Jiefang had just started working, his salary was not very high.

"Alright, alright! Everyone, please help carry the coffin to the mourning shed first. It won't be too late for you to chat later!" Seeing that everyone was talking nonstop, Zhang Jianjun immediately urged them on.

After hearing this, the people in the yard finally reacted and started to move, preparing to carry the coffin to the mourning shed first.

"Okay! Let's work together and lift the coffin down first!" After Xu Damao said this, he climbed onto the truck and worked together with everyone to gently put the coffin down on the ground.

Then they worked together to carry the coffin to the mourning shed that had been set up long ago.

"Brother Jianjun, you're here? What should we do next?" Qin Jingru hurried over to ask when she saw Zhang Jianjun.

"Are you hungry? I will cook for everyone first, and then we will have the feast tonight. We will hold the funeral and bury Jia Dongxu tomorrow morning!" Zhang Jianjun explained with a smile.

Hearing what Zhang Jianjun said, everyone present was slightly stunned, but soon returned to normal.

After all, Jia Dongxu is already dead, and his body has been in the morgue for two days. It would be better to bury him as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.

"Burial tomorrow? Wouldn't that be too hasty? Besides, the coffin usually has to be kept for three days." The third uncle Yan Bugui came out at this time and asked with a frown.

He felt that this was somewhat inappropriate. After all, according to traditional customs, it was necessary to keep the coffin for three days.

"Yes! The rules left by our ancestors cannot be broken like this!" The second aunt also echoed.

"Okay then! Let's just put the coffin in your house." Zhang Jianjun said with a smile.

He knew that these people were deliberately causing trouble, so Zhang Jianjun planned to continue to give them a beating.

"How can this be possible? We have no place to put the coffin in our house. Besides, Jia Dongxu is your relative, it wouldn't be appropriate to put him in my house!" Upon hearing this, the third uncle Yan Bugui immediately shook his head and refused.

"What should we do? Why not just leave it at Zhang Jianjun's house? His place is big enough anyway." The second aunt said deliberately.

"I have a good idea. Just put it in my new home. By the way, I forgot to tell you that I bought the house of Second Uncle Liu Haizhong. You just need to put the coffin in it!" Zhang Jianjun said with a forced smile.

"No! Absolutely not! How can I sleep if the coffin is placed in my house?" The second mother firmly objected!

"Your house? Second Aunt, you are sure you're not mistaken! Didn't you sell your house to me? I have already got the new real estate certificate!" Zhang Jianjun took out the real estate certificate he had just obtained today and showed it in front of everyone.

"This...this...Jianjun, you can't let me sleep on the street, right? We are all good neighbors." The second aunt hesitated and tried to use moral kidnapping to make Zhang Jianjun surrender.

"It doesn't matter! If you dare to live in my house, I will report it to the police station immediately. The rent for a room is five yuan. If you have money, you can rent it. If you don't have money, get out immediately!"

"Second Aunt, you are such a shameless old woman that always causes trouble for me again and again. I should have sent you and Liu Guangqi directly to jail!" Zhang Jianjun immediately turned hostile and pointed at Second Aunt's nose and cursed.

"Jianjun, calm down! Let's do as you said or we can just keep the coffin for a day and hold the funeral tomorrow." The third uncle Yan Bugui hurriedly smiled and tried to smooth things over.

"Okay! Then let's quickly carry the coffin into the mourning shed." Xu Damao said, and called on everyone to work together.

After some effort, the coffin was finally carried into the mourning shed. Second Aunt lowered her head and dared not say a word.

After everything was ready, Zhang Jianjun took a big pot and prepared to make a big stew. After all, there were too many neighbors coming to help, and only a big stew would be more convenient.

Heat oil in a pan, add ten pounds of pork belly slices and stir-fry to release the fat, then add onions, ginger, garlic, spices and white wine to remove the fishy smell.

Then put in 30 kilograms of chopped cabbage, add soy sauce and salt, continue to stir-fry, and after the water is released from the cabbage, add meatballs, kelp shreds, black fungus, vermicelli and other side dishes.

A pot of fragrant and filling stew was ready, and soon the neighbors came to line up with their bowls and chopsticks to get their food.

"Jianjun, aren't you going to have a meal? Are you just going to send him off with a stew? Aren't you too stingy?" Yan Jiecheng said dissatisfiedly, holding the bowl.

After all, they have a large family, and as long as they pay a fee, the whole family can eat and drink for free. This business is a sure win.

"Who said I won't prepare the banquet? It will start in the afternoon! The chef will be here at noon!" Zhang Jianjun said with a dark face and dissatisfaction.

"Yan Jiecheng! Do you think Zhang Jianjun is more valuable than your father Yan Bugui? He is willing to make every penny count. He is not short of money, you know? He even bought a golden nanmu coffin for Jia Dongxu. This coffin was used by the emperor before. You won't understand even if I tell you! Stay away!" Xu Damao shouted loudly with a disdainful sneer.