The back seat was cushioned and half surrounded by a wooden frame to form a sturdy seat, for fear that she would fall due to the bumps.
After sitting down and putting her hands in his warm pockets, He Ruixue asked, "You didn't go to work today?"
Ever since she found out she was pregnant, He Qiu Sheng had been taking her to and from get off work most of the time. If she had to work overtime, He Chun Sheng would pick her up.
Jiang Yanxu had a long commute and got off work later than her, so he was afraid of missing her, so he usually waited for her at home.
"Not much has happened in the past two days."
It is cold in winter and many elderly people cannot survive. Their funeral home is too busy to handle the cremation business. In addition to taking on cremation business, they also have to help people preside over burial ceremonies.
Many people specifically asked him to help manage the matter, but in fact they just wanted to solve the problem secretly.
It's not that there are many people who dare to commit crimes against the law, but that the elderly insist on it. They make clear instructions before they die, and they are particular about what kind of coffin to use and what kind of burial clothes to wear. If they don't do it, they will not be able to close their eyes in death.
Jiang Yanxu works as a master of ceremonies in a funeral home and wears a Taoist robe as a Taoist priest at traditional funerals.
He has a good appearance and when you go to that station you can tell that he is very skilled in Taoism, which is convincing enough.
He doesn't like to make people suffer, making his filial sons and grandchildren kneel down until their knees are bruised after several rounds of sitting, nor does he ask for money under various pretexts. He even streamlined the traditional process several times based on the actual environment.
Even so, he still earned a lot of money after the ceremony.
The descendants took turns throwing small change into the copper plate. Because they were satisfied with him, they gave him a lot, and he could get dozens of coins in one round.
Regardless of the era, weddings and funerals are highly profitable industries.
Of course, this industry used to require technical skills, but now it involves huge risks.
Jiang Yanxu only accepted orders from tight-lipped acquaintances. If others asked him about it, he would either pretend to be stupid or introduce them to colleagues who were willing to take risks.
He Ruixue leaned on his back, the cold wind was almost completely blocked by his tall body, and she wrapped her arms around his waist.
Even through the thick cotton jacket, one could still feel his taut waist and abdomen and his broad back muscles.
Jiang Yanxu is the type of person who looks muscular even when he takes off his clothes. He has practiced martial arts for many years, and every inch of his muscles and bones have been honed, which makes him possess amazing strength.
There were no stars or moon tonight, and it was pitch dark. He Ruixue could hear his breathing amplified in her ears, and she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.
Under the dark tent, sexy sweat dripped from the collarbone, falling drop by drop on the well-defined abdominal muscles.
A strand of long hair at the back of his head mixed with sweat and stuck to his jade-white neck, while the rest of the hair was scattered casually on his forehead.
The panting sound was soaked with mist, which passed over the back of the hand and seemed to burn the skin.
Can't think about it anymore.
He Ruixue turned her face to the side, pressing her cheek against his back, trying to cool down quickly.
Jiang Yanxu misunderstood that she was trying to keep warm, so he considerately slowed down his speed.
When we returned to the yard, everyone in the family was holding shovels and standing under the wall between the two yards, chattering about something.
He Ruixue was helped out of the car by Jiang Yanxu. When she went over to ask, she found out that they had found a big rock while digging a hole and were discussing how to get it out.
As the conflict with northern countries intensified, digging tunnels became commonplace in cities throughout the 1970s, with almost everyone participating.
The subdistrict office issued a notice early on, stating that this is a "political obligation" that everyone must fulfill and must participate.
Of course, even if they don’t say it, the people who have experienced the war years and have enough sense of crisis will also make preparations in advance.
All that was circulating outside was news of the bombing. The lower classes were in panic, and high-end intellectuals were also going to the countryside on a large scale.
Some people were influenced by the movement, while others were intentionally dispersed so that the flame of education would not be extinguished.
If something irreversible really happens, there will always be sparks burning from different places.
The street office has a public underground tunnel for the street, and the textile factory has an underground tunnel for factory use.
Previously, the whole family worked in the streets and factories, and only after the ground was almost dug could they start digging their own air-raid shelter.
According to the above requirements, the area of the air-raid shelter needs to be guaranteed to be half a square meter per person. If it is a mixed-type housing, it will be dug in units of courtyards. There is no requirement for the depth, but it must be at least two meters.
The slum where Wang Taozhi lived could save a lot of effort because there was an underground tunnel.
Everyone decided to dig two meters deep from the Niu family's cellar, open the opening diagonally upwards, and lead directly to the tunnel.
This way you have a way out both front and back, making it easy to escape if something happens.
Although the soil in winter is not frozen, it is much harder than in other seasons.
As luck would have it, the soil under the courtyard wall was white soil, which was extremely solid and a good building soil. It took half a day to dig out half a meter.
You can only water it thoroughly and then slowly dig down after it is wet.
He Chunsheng and He Qiusheng were the main forces, each holding a shovel, while Zhao Meiya and Wang Taozhi were filling the soil beside them.
Seeing Jiang Yanxu coming back, he quickly waved at him, "Come here, Xiao Jiang, you're very strong. I don't know where this thing came from under the yard. It's quite big, about a meter thick. It takes two people to lift it."
He Ruixue looked down and saw that the stone was oblate with a hemp rope wrapped around the head and tail. It seemed that her two brothers wanted to pick up the stone but failed.
He Dagen threaded the stick through the hemp rope and said, "Xiao Jiang, you and I will take one side, and let Qiu Sheng and Chun Sheng take the other side. The four of us can definitely get it up."
This stone is nearly half a square meter and weighs at least one ton. Jiang Yanxu did not dare to be too arrogant and think that he could handle it.
He quickly calculated the gravity and the force that the four people would exert in his mind, but still felt it was not enough, so he quietly pasted a lightening talisman on the stone.
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