PDLP Chapter 309 Can't Cry? Come On, Auntie Will Give You Two Punches!
Chapter 309 Can't Cry? Come On, Auntie Will Give You Two Punches!
In the warehouse.
"Hurry up, people are coming. After the guests come, those who want to pay their respects to the remains, why did they wake up? How can anyone pay their respects to the living?"
At this time.
Several airborne aunts rushed in with the wind under their feet, and saw the boss in the box awake at a glance.
One of the aunts couldn't help jumping up and stomping her feet, her face flushed with anger, and she cursed
"Isn't this affecting our business level? The three of us made two boxes of Golden Voice last night, and now you've woken people up. Who are we crying for?"
"What are you staring at? It's wrapped like a rice dumpling. Why are you staring at me?"
talking.
The three aunts looked at each other, and quickly came to the mummy's special coffin.
At the same time, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears from his pocket.
Under Mohan's surprised eyes.
Three hands tightly covered his mouth.
"Well……"
After a small struggle.
Moham was asleep.
Slept very peacefully.
Su Mo, who was standing aside, watched the operation of the three aunts, and the hairs of the creaking nest were blown up.
Fuck!
It is worthy of being able to become a special mourning gold medalist for Xiaojun's funeral team. After all, it is different.
Professionals.
So fucking professional.
Moreover, Su Mo estimated that if Mohan survived this time, even if he really died in the future, he might not hold another funeral.
There is too much shadow in my heart.
"What are you all doing here? And you...the one with the camera on your head, what is this place? Mourning hall, why are you grinning like a smirk? Are you sharing your inheritance?"
One of the aunts slapped Mohan twice, after making sure that the other party would not wake up in a short time.
Each returned to its own position.
One of the aunts, seeing Ah Fatty grinning silly, couldn't help but curse.
"Uh, stop laughing, stop laughing, hahahaha..."
Ah Pang's smile trembled wildly, and he couldn't stop at all.
"No, aunt, let me take a breath. Really, do you still have the cloth strips you brought? Hurry up and wrap Mohan's feet, hahahaha... What are you doing covering his mouth? Good guy, tie your legs up, you I couldn’t move anymore, I could only move my toes, and my thumb came out of the cloth strip.”
After Fatty finished speaking.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Mohan's entwined feet.
really.
The two big big toes really broke through the cloth strip, protruding from it.
"It's too late, quickly stuff it in, people will come in soon."
Xiaojun stared at his eyes and replied.
Go up and break off the two toes, and forcefully stuff them into the cloth strips.
The little general standing aside saw this scene and froze in place with a dull expression.
"What are you still doing?"
"What did I teach you last night? Your father is dead, so kneel down quickly."
Seeing that the main character was still standing next to the wooden box like a normal person, Xiaojun hurriedly grabbed the other person and handed it to three mourning aunts.
Su Mo saw everything back to normal.
Lowering his head and suppressing his smile, he walked to the corner of the warehouse with Fatty and others, staring at the door of the warehouse.
The faction that can be the first to come to offer condolences.
Must have a very good relationship with Moham.
Before the wooden box.
The three aunts sandwiched the little general in the middle.
He is whispering.
"Where are the tears?"
"You said you child is really ignorant. Your father is dead, can't you even cry a little?"
"Come on, come face to face, Auntie will give you two punches!"
immediately.
The three aunts came up together, and "bang bang bang" gave the little general three hammers.
"woo woo woo woo……"
The little general held his nose and cried.
Can't stop.
What are the militants doing.
When these people from the Dragon Kingdom left, no matter what he said, he would not stay here in the war zone.
It's scary.
There is no normal person in Longguo.
Outside the warehouse, on the open space.
Sitting in front of the table, Chen Dali took out the ink pad, pointed at the place where the signature was signed on the document, nodded at the other party and said:
"Print your fingerprints here, and the money is considered a success. Don't look at me with such eyes. We are a formal credit department, and we will start repaying the loan next month. That is, the little general invited the Longguo funeral team this time, otherwise , even if you want a loan, you won’t lend it to you, understand?”
"There is no doubt, in our Dragon Kingdom, funerals are like this."
"Okay, let's go in and take a look at old Mohan, he left so suddenly, I still can't stand it."
Pretending to wipe the corners of his eyes.
Chen Dali waved a few people away.
With a calm expression, he watched the few people walk towards the door of the warehouse.
Director Sun at the side glanced at the numbers on the loan contract and was completely dumbfounded.
"No, your nickname is really not for nothing. Isn't it a bit too inhuman? This time, you don't even have a banquet, and you let others take 80,000 yuan? Is the dead so casual? It shouldn't be like getting married. ?"
Chen Dali grinned, and Anwen put away the loan contract.
"You know what a fart, here is the gift money of the little general when he got married. I signed it this time. When this guy gets married in the future, won't he have to trouble us? It's the same if he gets paid early or late. I'll save it for him first. .”
Director Sun "?"
Is there still something that can be saved in advance?
but.
Look at Chen Dali's skilled appearance.
It is estimated that he saved a lot of lucky money for his son.
Intuit is not a thing.
He is different. He never saves his son's New Year's money for the other party, but takes it secretly...
The warehouse door.
The leader of the neighboring faction, leading a few subordinates, stood at the door and took a look at the situation inside.
The whole person is not well.
to be frank.
When he received the news of Mohan's death, he couldn't believe it.
People were fine a while ago.
I was discussing with him that in the recent period, someone from the Eagle Sauce Country is coming.
How could he die inexplicably.
but.
Now that he saw this grand funeral, he couldn't help but not believe it.
It's really too good.
It is simply the ceiling of their funeral in the war zone.
One counts as one, and there were quite a few people who were more powerful than Muhammad.
But when someone died, there was no such a big scene.
There's even a band.
"Han...Han...you open your eyes and take a look, and look at your son again, why don't you just leave...Woooooooo...Han!"
Incomprehensible cries.
Came from the front of the black and white photo.
It hurts my brain to hear it.
"Come on, hurry in and have a look, and get out of here quickly. By the way, have you brought your heart medicine? The old women inside are women raised by Mohan outside. They have such a good relationship? I'm crying... I have a headache!"
The leader ordered in a low voice.
After straightening his clothes, he led a few of his men into the warehouse with a solemn expression.
...
at the same time.
Su Mo and the fat man hid in a corner of the warehouse.
Probe to look at the leader who came to express his condolences.
"This guy's camp is about the size of Mohan?"
"Brother, I asked Viagra to ask clearly. The area of the guy's camp in front of him is a bit larger than Mohan's. However, if we start now, isn't it a bit too obvious?"
Fatty nodded, reminding Su Mo.
"No, don't do it here, you contact Lisa, and lie in ambush outside!"
Su Mo narrowed his eyes and said something with a rather excited expression.