make zero with tears

There is a custom in Luo County about funerals, that is, for a happy funeral like Grandpa Fu Xinglin's death, the body of the deceased must be parked at home for a day, and the descendants will kneel and worship.It can be regarded as a blessing for everyone.

A funeral of this nature does not entirely symbolize parting and sentimentality, but more of an awe and openness to life.

So that's why Cui Zhannan couldn't see the obvious sadness on the faces of these people. Perhaps in their opinion, it was something to be grateful for that the old man could live to more than 90 and leave peacefully.

It's just that the local people are open-minded, but it doesn't mean that Cui Zhannan is also like this.In particular, he is particularly repulsed by these things.

If it was said that the people lying in the coffin were his family members, perhaps this fear and dread would not be too obvious.But after all, that person was stranger to him, and to Cui Zhannan, it was a human corpse.

He must have had a frothy brain to come over to help carry the coffin boards.

The old man's body had been parked in the coffin in the West Room for a long time, and it was time to put the lid on the coffin.It is said that he will be sent to the crematorium to be cremated later.

Another one, although it is already autumn, but after all, the weather in early autumn is not very cool, so it will inevitably have a smell if it is left to dry.

Cui Zhannan was only concerned with quickly escaping from the embarrassing situation, but he didn't want to turn around and jump into another fire pit.He stood stiffly outside the door of the west room, looking at the solemn and dark coffin in the hall from a few meters away, his calf twisted, and he wanted to turn around and run away.

And at this moment Fu Xinglin came over, walked over from behind him and went straight to the West Room, smiled and said calmly to all the gentlemen, "I'll help you too."

The expression on Cui Zhannan's face stiffened for a while, and he didn't want to leave or not.Let's go, he can avoid close contact with the corpse, but he doesn't need to think about it and knows that his image in Fu Xinglin's heart will be greatly reduced.Let's not go, although there is an opportunity to show in front of Fu Xinglin, but... not to mention whether he can be scared to death, even having nightmares for a few days is definitely unavoidable.

Cui Zhannan gritted his teeth. Damn, he stretched his head out and retracted his head with a knife. I'm going to fight!

Cui Zhannan clenched his fists and strode over with a heroic expression as if a strong man had broken his wrist.Fu Xinglin glanced at him, and unconsciously twitched his eyebrows.

Cui Zhannan's neck was stiff, and he kept his gaze straight ahead the whole time, without looking into the coffin at all.He was afraid that he would not be able to sleep after seeing it.

Liu Zheng was also helping, and was taken aback when he saw Cui Zhannan coming over.He leaned over and whispered:

"Go back to the house and rest, you can't do this job..."

Fu Xinglin was standing beside the two of them, and upon hearing this, he glanced at Cui Zhannan.There was no emotion in his glance, but Cui Zhannan just felt guilty and shy for no reason, for fear that he would lose face in front of his sweetheart.He glared at Liu Zheng:

"I'm not a big girl, what can't I do?"

"No, I didn't mean that." Liu Zheng hurriedly said, "Aren't you very taboo about such things? Don't force yourself..."

Liu Zheng and Cui Zhannan played with their buttocks all the time, so they naturally understood that Cui Zhannan was afraid of ghosts and gods.Otherwise, he wouldn't be so surprised when he saw Cui Zhannan running to help.

Cui Zhannan gritted his teeth and bumped Liu Zheng with his shoulder, forcing him to shut up with his eyes, as if he was afraid of what Fu Xinglin might hear.He lowered his voice and said to Liu Zheng in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do your job! Shut up!"

Liu Zheng: "..." Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs.

The old man's coffin is made of real pure fir wood, not only looks heavy, but also...heavy when lifted.

Seven or eight men held their breath together to barely move the heavy coffin lid.Everyone yelled together and tried their best to lift the coffin lid up and put it on the coffin.

Cui Zhannan only felt that the blood vessels in his body were about to burst at that moment.

This is too heavy!

After finally lifting the coffin lid up, everyone stopped to catch their breath.Cui Zhannan didn't know if he had neglected to exercise recently, but felt that his arms were so sore that it didn't seem to be his own, his hands were trembling, and the muscles in his entire arm were twitching.

He thinks that he has good physical strength, and because he has always maintained a good habit of exercising, his physical fitness is a little better than others.But today he completely doubted himself.

Could it be that these beautiful muscles on my body are just decorations?Sure enough, things like protein/powder are bluffing... He feels like a big embroidered pillow.

Cui Zhannan unconsciously glanced at Fu Xinglin beside him.

So he was hit even more.

I saw that Fu Xinglin's face remained unchanged, his heart didn't beat, his forehead didn't even shed a drop of sweat, his face was calm and natural, it couldn't be seen that he had exerted great strength just now.

The days in early autumn were occasionally hot, so the boy rolled up the sleeves of his clothes to his elbows, revealing the beautiful muscle lines on his forearms.This kid... is definitely a master who looks thin in clothes and has flesh in his clothes.

Tsk, I can't believe that such a boy with a healthy body has a fair and delicate face.Absolutely.

"Come on, let's try harder to close the coffin boards." One of the fat middle-aged men tugged on the hemp gloves on his hands, held the edge of the coffin boards with both hands, and took a deep breath Start pushing.

After the words were finished, everyone began to push the coffin boards in one direction along the channel on the coffin.Naturally, Cui Zhannan also joined this camp, wishing he could use all his energy for breastfeeding.

I don't know how this thing made of wood can be heavier than a stone?He was so suppressed that his face was almost purple before he managed to push the coffin lid a little.

Cui Zhannan almost ran out of oxygen afterwards.Anyway, he almost rolled his eyes when the coffin panels were completely closed.If these people pushed more slowly, he would have died.

After finally finishing the work, Cui Zhannan only felt that he was so tired that he was about to collapse.He walked to the side with weak feet, bent slightly, put his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.

It seems that he really needs to exercise well, why don't he go back and ask his personal trainer to give him two more iron-lifting classes?He is just 28, how come he looks like 48?

This can't be done...

Cui Zhannan was self-doubting about life, so he didn't pay attention to what Fu Xinglin was doing for a while.He was so tired that he was almost like a dog, so he didn't have the mind to pay attention to any image.

Anyway, after meeting Fu Xinglin, he met Waterloo on the emotional road, no matter how embarrassing he was, he couldn't lose it anywhere.

But even so, not only did he not think about giving up, but he became more and more courageous.He has no other advantages in this person, and never giving up on something is one of them.

Either way he'll get it.

Cui Zhannan gasped for breath while setting a flag for himself in his heart, and he took a long time to catch his breath before he breathed evenly.However, as soon as he straightened up, he saw Fu Xinglin walking over with an old-fashioned ceramic rice bowl in one hand.

"Drink some water." He handed over one of the bowls.

Cui Zhannan looked at the bowl full of clear water in his hand, and thought... This guy from the Northeast is really sincere.

Cui Zhannan never drank plain water. He always drank high-quality mineral water flown in from abroad.And the container used for drinking water at home is also a crystal cup made by a world-renowned craftsman. Just one cup is worth five figures.

His life is all exquisite, even extravagant.But in this small northeast county, he felt a completely different way of life.

Cui Zhannan reached out to take the porcelain bowl, looking at the water in it thoughtfully.

This big bowl is probably used to hold rice when eating.The rice bowl is a bit old, and the paint on the outside is also peeled off. It looks like it has been used for many years.At first glance, this bowl looks like the kind that has a few dollars on the roadside stalls, and judging by the crooked drawings on it, it may be a defective product from the factory, sold at a discount at the two-dollar store.

Although the bowl was old, it was very clean.Cui Zhannan hesitated for a second, then took a sip without changing his face.

And Fu Xinglin had already drank all the water in the bowl, and even wiped his mouth in a particularly casual manner.

Cui Zhannan looked at Fu Xinglin.

He had only seen this rough but heroic lifestyle before on TV.He used to be very disgusted with this unrefined way of life.But when he was really in it, he could feel the pleasure of freedom and ease.

So he imitated Fu Xinglin and raised his head to drink up all the water in the bowl.

The water is very sweet, presumably it came from the well in the yard, with the sweetness of nature.

Of course, it may also be because Fu Xinglin poured the water for him specially, so it was extra sweet.

After Fu Xinglin finished drinking the water, he kept observing Cui Zhannan.

To be honest, he hated him so much the first time I saw him.Fu Xinglin has always rejected those men who pay attention to grooming and are meticulous.In his opinion, men should be carefree and carefree, and men should look like men, instead of imitating women's dressing and eyebrows.

He admits that Cui Zhannan's appearance is particularly superior, but his superiority, which is so exquisite that every strand of hair exudes the smell of men's perfume, will only make him disgusted.

How would you describe your first impression of Cui Zhannan?Just like a big rooster scratching its head, shaking its colorful and bright feathered tail, proudly puffed out its chest to show everyone how handsome it is.But in fact... without the cover of the tail, the buttocks are exposed without knowing it.

It's just ridiculous.

In Fu Xinglin's view, Cui Zhannan is the image of a typical metropolitan son.Publicity, arrogance, refinement, and...beautiful.Just like the dolls in the window, they are "fake" all over, and they are not sincere at all.

But right now, looking at Cui Zhannan in front of him...

The handsome and flowing hair on the top of his head is messed up, and the face that always wears a confident smile is also slightly flushed because of the physical work he just did, and there is a black mark on the clean shirt, which is smooth and obedient The trousers also have a few more folds.

In short, the illusion called "delicacy" on the surface of this person seemed to be broken in an instant, revealing the real him inside for a short time.

And the real Cui Zhannan without any disguise seemed to be less annoying.

In fact, Cui Zhannan at this moment is not pretty at all, his face is still sweating, and he is very embarrassed.Fu Xinglin, on the other hand, observed him without blinking, and even got a little closer.

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