Chapter 315: Do I have to kick my legs before I realize how aggrieved I am?

After learning the truth, the uncle slapped his thigh, feeling both amused and helpless.

"Everyone, be quiet! Especially you! Big sister! Stop drooling!"

"It's just a bowl of bone soup and freshly made minced meat noodles, how could you be so greedy! You can't even rest in peace after our dad left!"

Everyone: ...

What, it’s saliva???

In an instant, the atmosphere in the mourning hall changed from solemn to funny.

The family members looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

The old man lay there, as if he was smiling silently.

Well, the farce is over!

The eulogy must continue!

The uncle shook his head, picked up the eulogy on the ground, dusted it off, and stood back in front of the mourning hall.

As the funeral music started again, this time, his voice was much louder.

"Father, you were full of humor throughout your life, and even at the very end you managed to surprise us. Don't worry, we will live well, strive to move forward, and follow your teachings..."

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After the eulogy is read, it is the relatives' turn to come forward to burn incense and kowtow.

The uncle held the incense and lit it tremblingly. The flame jumped up, reflecting the tears on his face.

He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and steadily inserted the incense into the incense burner. Then he knelt down with a "dong" sound, knocked his forehead heavily on the cushion, and muttered to himself.

"Dad, have a safe journey. Everything is fine with our family. Don't worry about me..."

The women also supported each other as they came forward. They cried so hard that their bodies became limp. When they burned incense, their tears fell into the incense burner. They didn't care that their hair was disheveled or their knees were red from kneeling.

Not long.

After the farewell ceremony for the deceased, the old man was handed over to the staff.

During this time of waiting, the family members sat together, tears still on their faces, but there was inexplicably a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

By the way, that minced meat powder seemed to be quite fragrant.

The burnt aroma of the meat sauce and the richness of the pork bone soup are simply tempting.

There were a few who were shy and were too embarrassed to speak up due to the occasion and their reputation.

The children, on the other hand, didn't have so many concerns and just cried out that they were hungry.

For a moment, everyone at the scene could hear rumbling stomachs.

As the manager, the uncle gritted his teeth, stood up and wiped his face.

"Forget it, let's go to the cafeteria and eat something first. Only when we are full will we have the energy to send the old man off."

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Inside the funeral home cafeteria.

Su Chen stood in front of the stove, slowly stirring the big bone soup with the spoon in his hand.

In the soup bucket, the milky white soup was bubbling, and the essence in the bones became thicker and thicker, and the aroma was fragrant.

Someone came to place an order, and Su Chen stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Hello, please show me your meal ticket."

As soon as these words were spoken, the man running in the front scratched his head, looking confused.

After some inquiries, I found out that the funeral package booked by the uncle's family only included free meals for five family members, and others had to buy tickets to dine.

Fortunately, the ticket price is only ten yuan, which is affordable for everyone.

Soon, bowls of steaming minced meat noodles were served on the table.

Bright red chili oil floats on the golden soup, and the brown meat sauce is piled up full, each grain is shiny and full of meaty aroma.

The rice noodles are clearly separated and soaked in the soup to absorb the flavor. The green chopped green onions and coriander sprinkled on top add a touch of vitality.

Just looking at it makes people swallow their saliva.

The uncle's relatives picked up the bowls, not caring about the heat, and lowered their heads to take a sip.

First, the aroma of the臊子 explodes in your mouth.

The meat pieces are uniform in size and fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When you bite into them, the aroma of the oil and the tenderness of the meat burst out instantly, filling your mouth with rich meaty flavor.

The spicy taste of chili oil follows closely behind, with a warm and unrestrained energy that instantly makes the taste buds surrender.

The rice noodles did not lose any of their flavor despite being wrapped in all these strong ingredients. They have their own fragrance of rice and a soft and elastic texture. It can be said that they firmly hold the place in this bowl of noodles.

After a few mouthfuls of hot noodles, tears welled up in everyone's eyes again.

But this time, I couldn’t tell whether I was crying because of the delicious food, or because I was remembering the warm times when the whole family sat together for dinner in the past.

If the old man were here, he would definitely like this bowl of noodles...

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On the other side, in an old small office.

"ha……"

With the last mouthful of noodle soup.

Lao Wang slammed the empty bowl onto the table, feeling so comfortable that heat was coming out of every pore of his body.

Everyone looked sideways, some of them even had their eyes glued to the shiny bottom of the bowl, feeling a little greedy.

"Lao Wang, is this noodle delicious?"

Lao Wang enjoyed the meal, wiped his mouth happily and asked a question in return.

"What do you think? If it doesn't taste good, I'll lick the bowl until sparks come out."

Another colleague who bought minced meat powder also nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, this new guy in the cafeteria is really good at cooking. The soup is very fresh and the sauce is fried very fragrantly. After one bowl, I feel refreshed."

"I've lived for fifty years, and this is the first time I've experienced the feeling of first love while eating noodles! I strongly recommend that you give it a try, it's really worth it."

Both of them strongly recommended it, and other old colleagues started to be tempted.

"Okay then, I'll buy one too."

"Let's go, let's go together."

Everyone in the room stood up in unison.

Only the security guard, Old Zhou, was hiding in the corner like a marginalized person, holding the thermos cup pitifully and swallowing the steamed buns with all his strength while the fragrance filled the room.

As an employee, you have to pay for your meals in the cafeteria out of your own pocket.

A bowl of noodles costs ten yuan, but two steamed buns only cost one yuan. How could Lao Zhou be willing to spend that?

If he wasn't forced by life and wanted to earn more, why would he choose to earn money from "dead people" which is considered unlucky in the eyes of others?

Just thinking about it.

Old Wang walked over and slapped Old Zhou on his hunched back.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, or are you worried about buying a house for your youngest son?"

Old Zhou didn't say anything, but lowered his head and pretended to stuff a steamed bun into his mouth.

"I've worked in a funeral home for so many years, and I'm still so depressed. My children will have their own blessings. If my child is capable, you don't need to worry about him. If my child is incompetent, no matter how much you leave him, it won't be enough for him to spend."

"When the kids grow up, they have to rely on their own abilities to make a living. We're already this old, do we have to wait until the day we die, staring blankly in an urn, to realize how frustrating our lives have been?"

"Listen to me, eat when you should, drink when you should. Be in a good mood and stay healthy. This is what we should do most at our age."

After this meal, the room was so quiet that you could hear flies farting.

Old Zhou fell silent.

He knew that the person he slept with every day was his wife.

But the person who understands him the most is Lao Wang!!!

"That's right, Lao Zhou. Those who use houses as gifts to block marriages are not interested in love. Marrying them won't necessarily bring happiness. Good women always put love first."

"Exactly. Why do you always put yourself in such a difficult position? My third brother scrimps and saves money working three jobs to support his son, and yet that brat turns around and takes his girlfriend abroad! What's the point?"

"Come on, Brother Zhou, we're going to buy some minced meat noodles. Let's go together. It would be fun to eat and chat together."

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(End of this chapter)