It was just past six when Qin Jiadong came knocking on the door.
They were going to the funeral home today, and before going they had to pack out Qin Chang's usual clothes and quilts to cremate together with the body, so they had to go early.
Qin Yuhuan was almost awakened when Qin Jiadong knocked for the first time. She covered Ziyi's ears, responded with a "know", and then tried to get up quietly to let Ziyi sleep for a while.
But this bed is particularly useless. No matter how careful I am, it makes noises.
Ziyi cried and crawled into Qin Yuhuan's arms. Qin Yuhuan patted her back gently and said, "I'm going to wash up. You can sleep for a while, okay?"
"No, I'll be up in a minute. Hold me for another minute."
There were many things going on during the day, and she and Qin Yuhuan had almost no time to be close to each other.
But she only gave herself a minute to play tricks. Once she was fully awake, she would cheer up and assist Qin Yuhuan so that she could understand Changping's affairs smoothly.
The housekeeping staff had already cleaned up half of the house yesterday. The focus of the cleaning was initially on the living room, which is also where Qin Changping usually sleeps. Apart from a few waist bags with change, Qin Changping's ID card and the bank card for receiving the minimum living allowance, nothing else was found.
Instead, there were a lot of useless wood in the house, and when it was thrown out, it piled up like a small mountain.
"All this stuff, this wood, was brought here bit by bit by Old Qin himself on his wheelbarrow." The tobacco shop owner was a warmhearted woman. Seeing Qin Yuhuan and Ziyi, she came over and started a conversation. "At the time, I offered to help him, seeing that his hands were not convenient, but he said no, he could do it himself. You can see that he has a strong sense of self-esteem."
"We know about this as well. He even rented a garage not far away to store these goods," Wu Wenbin continued. "We helped move these goods at first, but he was always worried and kept moving them around three or four times. We asked him to sell them, but he refused, saying they were the last things he and his aunt had left."
"Boss Xiaozi, I also found this." The driver handed over a leather notebook. "I flipped through the front. It looks like a notepad, a bit like a diary. Since it involves privacy, I didn't read it for long."
Qin Yuhuan got the leather notebook. After opening it, he found that it contained various accounts and passwords recorded by Qin Changping, as well as some small plans.
#WeChat deposit 20,000#
#Qicheng Finance, Haihua Finance...each deposited 20,000#
#Change Password#
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"The cell phone Miss Qin mentioned hasn't been found yet, nor are the land deeds and passbooks for the old house." Ziyi had given the driver some information about important items, but they searched for a whole day and couldn't find anything she mentioned. "There are only a few phone cards that I'm not sure if they've been used."
"My uncle should have obtained the land certificate for the old house in the village." Wu Wenbin frowned. "I've heard him mention this before."
"I also know about this. He specifically called me to tell me that the land certificate has been issued."
"Forget it, it's too late. Let's take the clothes and quilts first." Qin Jiadong put out his cigarette and carried the bag that the driver brought out into the car. "There will be a lot of things to do later."
Burial is popular in Changping. The government advocates cremation, but not many people choose cremation. The funeral home is deserted. After a group of people handed their clothes and quilts to the staff, they were led to choose an urn.
Qin Yuhuan and Ziyi had discussed this matter. Her requirement was that the money her parents spent on the funeral should be equal. Her mother's coffin cost six thousand, so the price she had in mind for Qin Changping's ashes should also be around six thousand.
Therefore, in front of the urn display window, she and Ziyi went straight to the mid-range range, and finally picked out a solid wood urn priced at 6888.
But what was unexpected was that the relatives started arguing again over this urn.
Qin Jiadong and the others all thought that since the person was already dead, they should just save some money and buy a similar urn. Especially since Qin Changping was a "low-income household", he would have to carry the urn all the way tomorrow. An urn that cost nearly 7,000 yuan was enough to make people in the village criticize him.
The urn was brought back. Qin Jiadong picked up a ceramic urn worth 2888 without saying a word and said, "This is it, Huanhuan. It's really not necessary."
Qin Yuhuan insisted, "Brother Jiadong, look at the weight of these two urns. The ceramic ones are too heavy. They weigh at least eight kilograms, if not ten kilograms. I can't even carry them."
Solid wood ones are also heavy, but at least not as heavy as ceramic ones.
It was a rainy day and the mountain road was muddy, but Qin Yuhuan was the only one qualified to carry the urn. To be honest, even if it was a solid wooden urn, she didn't have the confidence to carry it all the way up the mountain.
"Brother, let's take this one for seven thousand. I'll pay for it." Ziyi had already signaled the cashier to start counting the money. There would be extra expenses for keeping the body in the funeral home for several days. Including the urn and cremation fees, the total cost was more than ten thousand and close to fifteen thousand. Ziyi didn't even frown and directly scanned the code to pay.
"Just say it was me who paid for it. Yu Huan and I are from the same place. Uncle Qin and Aunt Shi have always been very kind to me. This is the last thing I can do for them."
The title of "minimum living allowance" is like a shackle, firmly binding Qin Yuhuan's last filial piety. If she insists on her own opinion, she will have a direct conflict with her relatives at this juncture. It is indeed the best way to have Ziyi, an outsider, come forward.
The money had been paid, and Qin Jiadong had nothing to say.
At the cremation site, the staff pushed the body out. The body was placed in a yellow plastic bag. There should have been a farewell ceremony for the body, but the funeral home here had only been open for a short time and had no experience in many aspects. Others also repeatedly persuaded Qin Yuhuan, saying that the smell was very strong and there were maggots. Qin Yuhuan would definitely be scared, so they asked her not to look at it.
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