Forenoon. Yantai County, northern suburbs.

The crematorium is bordered by a mountain to the north. The area is wide and empty. Windy and windy.

Dong Xuebin is still here for the first time, and he was a little lost after driving there, and he didn't know where the memorial venue was. However, looking at the dozens of cars with county party committee and county government license plates parked in the open space outside, I knew that I was not in the wrong place. There are not only Xie Huilan's cars, but also the cars of the leaders of the departments directly under the county government such as the ** Bureau. There are also Huitian Township *** and several high-end Beijing license plates, and the brands are very familiar.

It's finally here!

Looks like you've started the bon ceremony?

Looking at so many cars, Dong Xuebin is very pleased, it seems that the popularity of buddies is still good. The funeral was very grand.

Got out of the car. Dong Xuebin threw on the car door and walked two steps, and saw a staff member in front of him who was moving things. Immediately stopped him, "Brother Driver." Ask a question."

The man from the crematorium looked at him. "What's wrong?"

Dong Xuebin said: "I haven't seen it for a long time, where did I get my memorial service?" ”

The man was stunned. I didn't seem to hear clearly, "Whose memorial service are you talking about?" ”

“…… It's mine. Dong Xuebin felt a little awkward after speaking.

"Yours?"

The man at the crematorium glanced at him, turned and walked away. Obviously, Dong Xuebin was treated as a nervous disorder. Your memorial service? If you're all in mourning. Can you still stand here and talk nonsense to me? I honestly lay in the coffin. I'm sick this man, I'm busy here. Where is the time to stink and be poor with you? He has also worked in the crematorium for more than ten years, asking for directions, finding faults, who has not seen it? Ke Rao is so well-informed. He had never heard of anyone coming to ask him about the master of the memorial service. Fresh! There's really everyone there.

"Eh, what about you!" Dong Xuebin called him from behind: "Where is the memorial hall?" ”

The man didn't reply, "I don't know." ”

Dong Xuebin was annoyed. He was in a hurry to see his mother and them, and he couldn't wait to fly over the next moment, "Hey, I said what's the matter with you?" What kind of work attitude do you have? ”

The man was beaten at his feet. As if annoyed, he turned around and glared at him fiercely, "Do you know what kind of place this is?" Yes? It's a crematorium! It's a sacred place! Are you still yelling at me? They come here to attend other people's funerals and cremations! Where can I see my own cremation of my own? Yes? Many county leaders are here today! There is a leader's funeral in the memorial hall! If you want to mess with it, go elsewhere! Otherwise, I'll call it defense! ”

The funeral funeral is too unlucky!

Dude isn't dead!

Dong Xuebin was angry, gasped, and said, "Okay, the memorial hall is the funeral of Director Dong Xuebin, right?" Where is the memorial hall? I'm here for his funeral. ”

The man looked at him, "I told you you couldn't get in." ”

Dong Xuebin slapped his head: "I said let's stop grinding, okay?" I'm in a hurry! ”

This person is very dedicated and vigilant: "Young man, I am for your own good, even if you go in, you have to be blasted out." I didn't say you. Who is Director Dong? Several times he sacrificed his life to save the people of our Yantai County, although he is from Beijing. But when it comes to the name of Director Dong, who in Yantai County is not allowed to give a thumbs up? There are dozens of ordinary people who have been rescued by Director Dong alone. Now that Director Dong has passed away, everyone is very sad, if you have the intention of playing, you are disrespectful to the deceased, and you will talk nonsense as soon as you come, do you say you have a good attitude? Yes? Don't even have a proper attitude and still want to attend the memorial service? You're a troublemaker! ”

Hearing him say this, Dong Xuebin couldn't get angry no matter how angry he was. smiled bitterly: "This big brother. I have a very good attitude, where is the memorial hall to tell me if it is successful? I'm in a hurry! ”

"Where's the wreath?"

“……”

"If you don't even prepare a wreath, it's called a good attitude?"

"Shall I buy it later?"

"Look at the shirt inside your own suit. Blue? Still so bright blue? You're too casual. Do you see which funeral attendee is dressed like you? If it's not black, you should wear gray! Why don't you even understand this? ”

“……”

Encountering such a more serious person, Dong Xuebin really doesn't know what to say, it's unprecedented for a buddy to attend his own funeral, oh. I'm wearing black? Buy yourself another wreath for yourself? Write one more', Comrade Dong Xuebin went all the way. ，？ Grass. I'm holding on!?

Take a look around. There are no other staff members left.

"I'll change my clothes later, and I'll buy wreaths. Can it be successful?. Dong Xuebin was patient with thoughts. Said helplessly: "I said big brother." Where is the memorial hall located? If I don't go, I'll be too late. ”

The man looked at him. Impatiently pointed north: "If you are not afraid of offending people, go there." North. When you get to the end, just turn left. Let me remind you first, most of the county leaders are here today. Secretary Xiang, County Magistrate Xie, Secretary Cao. If you go like that, I'm sure you'll ......."

Dong Xuebin didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then turned around and left: "Okay." Thank you."

The man shook his head and continued to move his things.

Dong Xuebin paced north. Ten meters. Fifty meters. I turned a corner and looked. Finally, I vaguely saw the memorial hall in the distance. Wreaths were placed outside, and eulogies and the like were written on them. It's too far away to see clearly. Anyway, there are about thirty or forty wreaths alone. A long slip almost covered the surroundings of this hall, and a solemn atmosphere came to the face. It's a dignified feeling.

The door to the hall was open, and it was densely packed with people.

It's all black, and it's not clear what to tell from the back. Dong Xuebin only recognized Luo Haiting and Lin Pingping at the back.

It's almost over, right?

I'll go. It's still too late!

Dong Xuebin patted his forehead. Immediately picked up some pace.

A heavy female voice came from the memorial hall, as if it was. County TV host Su Jia's? Sister Su's internship with Xinhua News Agency is over? She presided over the memorial service?

Get. It's really all there.

“．．．． Comrade Dong Xuebin has lived a simple life. He loves the party and the motherland. Treat the work diligently, conscientiously and conscientiously. His life was a life of struggle, a life of fighting, and a life of glory, and his death made us lose a good party member, a good cadre, and a good comrade. Today, Comrade Dong Xuebin bids farewell to us. We need to turn our grief into strength. We must work hard to study Comrade Dong Xuebin's good thinking, good moral character, and good work style, and work diligently. It is necessary to put Comrade Dong Xuebin's ......."

The microphone is not small. Su Jia's mournful voice also drifted outside.

Dong Xuebin blushed a little when he heard this, everyone used to say that he had a big problem with his thinking style. Why is it that "death" has become a good idea and a good style now?