Chapter 842

"Ming Hao, I'm so sorry about today." Zhao Xiaoshan apologized to Zhao Minghao. Xu Wenqian on the side also has the same look.

"Well, the second grandfather is a little old. Some things are not clear. " Zhao Minghao said with a smile: "are you buying daily necessities?"

"Yes. In fact, my grandfather didn't carry it when he was young. " Zhao Xiaoshan didn't say well: "by the way, they will go to the funeral home at seven tomorrow morning. Ming Hao, if you want to go there, you should go earlier. "

"Well, I'll be at half past six tomorrow morning. I'll send some silk and gold anyway. " Zhao Minghao said.

The next morning, Zhao Minghao arrived at Meng Xue's home at half past six on time. I saw a simple hall in the living room. In fact, the tea table is placed against the wall, on which is a photo, which is enlarged by Zhao Gaoyi.

Old man Zhao, they are all sitting on the sofa. As for Meng Xue, accompanied by Meng Yu, she stays in her bedroom. There is no outsider here.

"Here comes Minghao. Xiaofeng kowtows with Minghao. " Zhao laotoudao.

People who come to mourn will kowtow. If the body is not at home, they will kowtow to the portrait. The filial son kowtowed with him. Old man Zhao thought that Zhao Minghao would kowtow to Zhao Gaoyi.

"No, Zhao Xiaofeng. Here is five thousand yuan. That's a little bit of meaning. " Zhao Minghao took out 5000 yuan and gave it to Zhao Xiaofeng. Then he turned and left.

"How can this boy not kowtow..." old man Zhao was surprised.

"Don't worry, Grandpa." Zhao Xiaoshan frowned and said, "this is not the five thousand pieces of silk and gold."

"Forget it. He's a big shot now." Old man Zhao said helplessly:

"Xiaoshan, there's no way to deal with your father's business here. We have to cremate and go back. How do you want to... "

"I don't want to. There's no time for that. " Zhao Xiaofeng said directly: "I have to earn money to eat. Just bury dad. What should we do? If we do it in the village, we will lose money. I don't want to go back and lose money! "

"If any of you want to do it, take the urn back. If I don't, I'll get in touch with you and carry out the Jiang funeral. " Meng Xue comes out of the bedroom.

"River burial? What's that? " Old man Zhao asked weakly.

Old man Zhao is very sad. He also knew that he was the saddest of these people. It is estimated that even Zhao Gaolou doesn't care much. Let alone Zhao Xiaofeng.

"River burial is to scatter ashes in the river." Zhao Xiaoshan said directly.

"No, how can this work. We have to build a cemetery. No, you can take it back and bury it with his wife. " Cried old man Zhao.

"Whatever. Anyway, I don't have time to go back. There's a lot to deal with here. " Meng Xue's light way.

"How can you not go back? You know, you've inherited all his legacy, and you didn't leave it to my grandson at all. " Zhao old man indignant way: "still have the problem of my alimony."

"Tut Tut, as if Zhao Gaoyi had given you alimony before." Meng Xue said with disdain: "but I will also give you alimony. A thousand a month. "

"No, it's too little. You can give me five thousand dollars a month. " Old man Zhao cried, "how much money is Gao Yi in your hands? Don't you know?"

"Just a thousand dollars. Do you want it? No, I won't give it yet. You can sue me. I'll give you as much as the court decides! " Meng Xue said coldly.

"Well, you don't have to pay." Zhao Gao said: "Dad, for so many years, no matter how hard I was, I didn't ask for a dime from my second son. It's not that I haven't let you eat less. The second is rich, and you don't ask for a cent. Now what do you want? "

There is a bit of resentment in Zhao Gaolou's words. There are a lot of grievances accumulated over the years.

"Well, you don't care. I just want some pocket money. " Zhao old man insolent way: "1000 is 1000, you want to call me on time."

"Well, it's almost time. Let's get going. " Zhao Xiaoshan frowned and said: "when the funeral home is discussing the next step..."

"No, I has the final say." Zhao Laotou said: "I can't take the ashes back for burial."

"Yes. Then you can take it with you when it's done. " Meng Xue's light way.

Go to the funeral home. After eleven o'clock, they all come out of it. Zhao Xiaofeng is holding a marble box in his hand. This thing is heavy.

"Grandfather, if you want to take it back, put it in this car." Zhao Xiaofeng said, "I will not follow you back."

"No, you are a dutiful son. How can you deal with it?" Aunt said: "you drive back together, put the urn in your car."

As soon as Zhao Gaolou heard this, he understood how it happened. His wife doesn't want to take the urn home with her car.

"Well, if Xiaofeng has something to do, it's OK. Why don't you go back with Xiaoshan. Your work is easy to ask for leave. If my son can't go back, my nephew can... "Zhao said.

"His grandfather is not like you. What's the matter? The son won't ask his nephew for leave? What is it called? " My aunt is not a guest at all.

"What's the matter? Let Xiaoshan go. What's the matter? " Old man Zhao said angrily, "I'm still going to..."

Old man Zhao can't go on. Because Zhao Gaolou is looking at him coldly.

After taking a long breath, Zhao Gaolou said, "Dad, you'd better go back with me or live here with Zhao Xiaofeng. If you live with him, I'll pay you! "

"Well, of course I'll go back. Well, I can't hold the old man's urn. " Old man Zhao reached out and took the urn from Zhao Xiaofeng.

The temperature of the box is obviously higher than the body temperature. Old man Zhao remembered that it was Zhao Gaoyi's ashes that were not cold.

"Well, if you hold the urn, you'll go and make the second family's car. That's the rule! They have two cars in their own home. It's unreasonable to be our car. " The aunt said directly, "if you want to go back with us, put down the urn!"

"It's your business. I'll go first." Meng Xue drives away. Zhao Gaoyi bought the car. Of course, it's Meng Xue's now.

"Then we'll go, too. This is... "Zhao Xiaofeng pulls Meng Yu to get on the bus and wants to leave. It's not easy to throw out the urn. I can't touch it any more. It also saves thousands of dollars. Even if it's sent to Jiang's funeral, it will cost thousands of yuan.

Jiang buried Qian Mengxue. Zhao Xiaofeng wants to save it now.

"Stop and deal with the matter before you leave." Zhao Xiaoshan stops Zhao Xiaofeng. This guy wants to get in his car and go. Zhao Xiaofeng bought an off-road vehicle for more than 100000 yuan.

"It's not over. Grandfather, go back with the urn. " Zhao Xiaofeng said hastily, "what else do you want from me?"

"I don't want you. You take your grandfather home in your own car. You don't know our customs. " Zhao Xiaoshan's cold way.

"I don't have time for that!" Zhao Xiaofeng shook his head.

"Boss, you can't..." old man Zhao was a little silly.

"No? What's the matter? You still want to have an accident in a high-rise building, don't you? " The aunt said angrily, "are you happy when your two sons are dead? You still have a son, Gao Lou, now. Don't you know what to do? "