The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

In the morning, the Church of the Holy Son was already open, and the coffin was laid under the altar. Inside the opened coffin was the expired old Mr. Donna. Bayi Chinese Network www? Www? ? 8? 1z? W ?. ? C? o? Mh, it seems not so good to describe this deceased person, but who can blame, the funeral was dragged on for too long.

The funeral didn't really start, it's just a stage of open visit ... Hey, another disrespectful description, but it's a fact. Obviously, Mr. Old Donna is a highly respected person in the Western District. He is not on the invitation list and cannot attend the official ceremony. He can only see his last side first, and there are many such people.

The small trucks commonly used by farmers in front of the church came and walked. After entering the church, they took turns to put a bunch of flowers in front of the coffin. . At most, hang around for a few words with the staff who helped the volunteers at the funeral stage and was taken to Mrs. Donna to express their condolences.

In autumn, the farmers in the Southern District are very busy.

Sorry, I ca n’t really respect this funeral. The funeral is good, we care about other things.

For example, Wes, who had just sent away a farmer, did not continue his work as a funeral volunteer, and went straight to Zac, the owner of the funeral home who was clearly behind the funeral.

It needs to be explained that although Zach is late, it does n’t matter. Matthew, Danny, and even Old Hank ) They are all there. It doesn't matter if Zac comes or not at this funeral. Like us, he is not concerned about this funeral.

"Did James not come with you?" Zac smiled at Weiss and asked casually.

Zac had already seen Jason, who was also a volunteer, and walked to the back hall of the church with unfamiliar farmers, probably to see Mrs. Donna. In addition to Jason and Weiss, Zach also saw the inheritors Cliffs and some guys at their wedding (these are children of the orphanage, Mr. Donna is the dean and former dean). But obviously. They were going to pretend not to know Zac, er, some really did not know, and Zac did not make new friends at that wedding.

"He doesn't know these people again. What are you doing." Wes pouted and responded quite casually. "That." He frowned. "James, um ... How many more days will he live in my house?"

This is a very ... unexpected question. Zac raised an eyebrow. Looking at the guy in front of him, "Why ask me? It's not that I let him go to you."

"Isn't it." Weiss glanced around his eyes, gestured slightly, and walked to the corner with Zach, lowering his voice, "Isn't you asking him to let me use the resources of the Southern District Police Station to check the notes on the draft? What. "

draft? Zac reacted for a while before thinking of the original fax. Speaking of it, it was quite speechless, Zac didn't get this original. James hijacked this thing directly from Alice.

"No." Zack is not going to carry this pot. "I didn't let him do anything. He's going to find you himself."

"Uh ..." Wes twitched his mouth and shook his head. "It doesn't matter, then when will he return to Grand."

"Go back to Grande." Zach repeated Westcht's words and bent his lips. "I don't know. It's not clear that he left with his luggage. It happened only afterwards. What happened? He lives in you There. Is there any trouble? "

"Yes." Almost instinctively, but Wes, who frowned immediately, shook his head. "It's not ..." It's too obvious to hide. "It's just a little inconvenient." His frown tightened even more. Looking back at the direction of Jason's disappearance, "Jason is staying with me and adding a James. My family is very small, well, inconvenient. That's it."

Zac used a gossip smile, "Oh? Does Jason live with you?"

"Yeah." Even if it answered.

Zac encouraged something with a provoking eyebrow.

"What does it mean to look at me like this." Weiss's eyebrows were about to disappear. This was the case for people who thought they had secrets. He tried to explain, "Jason's house was looted, and the landlord drove him out. He needs a bed ... sand before finding a new house. "

Zach is the kind of naive guy who knows that the other party is avoiding something and is still trying, right? So Zac retracted the instigated expression, just smiling. But Weiss mentioned some unexpected news, "Jason's house, the original house was looted? He, is it all right?"

"It's okay." Weiss seemed a little impatient. "Forget his alertness, and hid in the Southern District in advance."

Zacque thought a little and guessed, "Is it the fight party's remnant party?"

"Well." Weiss nodded. "After James and his partner Detective Coulson made such a big news, I went back with Jason to read it. They should find Jason's before they retaliated against the police. The place is now. Fortunately, Jason has avoided it. The group of people should be angry and angry, and then they tried their best to the police station and James. They have reported and closed the case in North District. Jason is now completely safe. Wait for him to find a new house. "

"That's good." Zac nodded with a smile, and said that Jason's safety was also ignored by Zac. After all, he told James all the news about the fight club residual party, and he could do everything. Zac, as the owner of a funeral home in the Southern District, could not go to an insurance salesman in the Northern District. Bodyguard, "Well, as for James, huh, he's just a month's vacation, nothing." Zac actually patted Weiss on the shoulder, comfort?

Wes squinted his mouth, "Forget it, it doesn't matter." Shaking his head completely, "Yes, that Sloan, uh ... it was actually because of Jason. He took him to the game. It was Jason ’s original landlord. When Jason hid in the Southern District ... Forget it, you would n’t be interested, do n’t say it. ”Weiss waved his hand and continued.“ It was James who brought it down, Sloan. In your Grande, he has time to come out ... "

Huh? Is Wes helping Jason find a house? Can't get James away, he's moving away Jason's mind quickly? This guy is also very funny.

"It's gone." Zac's eyes drifted away, still with a smile, "I left in the morning, um, probably not in Patton." What is 'probably', "Oh, if Jason wants to find him It's impossible to rent a house. " ‘Impossible’ is absolute.

No one will be surprised. It's why Zack is late because Zack just came from the mill. After Lip was rescued, the body was sent to cremation. The last step that Zac can help is now complete.

"Uh ..." Weiss noticed Zac's expression. "Forget it, I just asked casually. It's okay, I'm going over there. Are you busy."

Zac nodded, watching Wess leave, continue to do reception work, and then turned his eyes to the back of the main hall. The funeral didn't really start. Donna's family and formal guests are waiting behind. This is where Zac really needs to be 'busy'. Our vampire politely let the people passing by while walking towards the back.

If the process and arrangement are the same, before the funeral officially begins, Donna ’s family will move to a segregated reception room prepared by a lawyer in advance, and the main hall will clean up non-guest visitors and let guests in the back Sit down.

Now that the process has not begun, Zac walked from the crowded main hall into the equally crowded back hall. The first thing Zac saw was the person he knew, Mr. Green.

The middle-aged man seemed to be holding a cup of something in the corner without knowing what it was, and the sadness on his face did not hide it. At the funeral of friends of equal status. It ’s normal to show sadness.

Lipe, the son of Mr. Green who committed suicide, was sent to cremation without his knowledge, and the residue after the cremation was probably sent by an employee of Madison to the sea. Zach did not intend to Contact him.

Our vampire leaned against the wall, avoiding Mr. Green's vision as far as possible, and aimed clearly towards the deepest place, where Mrs. Quinn sat.

Even Amanda behind Mrs. Quinn saw Zach. An unobvious smile was given, and Mrs. Quinn herself saw Zac, and she turned her eyes to the side, motioning to a private place to talk ... Mr. Green saw Zac.

exactly. Is being followed.

"Mr. Grande, you are late." Mrs. Old Donna stood in front of Zac, staring blankly at Zac. "The process has been delayed, shouldn't you do something. Do you want to Let my husband be treated as an animal in a zoo outside, and when will he be surrounded by people. "

well. Everyone's eyes fell on Zac, including Mr. Green, of course.

Although I don't want to say that, it is also a scheduled process. Zach just didn't expect that Mrs. Donna will start at this time ... acting.

"Sorry Madam." Zach bowed slightly, apologizing, but his expression corresponded to Madam Donna, showing that he had no sincerity at all. "In the arrangement of the funeral, Madam, you did not mention that there will be so many outsiders visiting, Gran Virtue's preparation is naturally not so full. "

"Are you saying the wrong thing to me ?!" Mrs. Old Donna shook her body with great dedication. Of course, someone beside her quickly helped.

"I didn't say anyone was wrong." Zach bowed again. "I'm just stating the truth. Madam, you have spent too much time thinking about coffins, cemeteries, guests, ceremonies. I hope your husband's funeral is perfect. But you Ignore your husband, not only you and your family, but also these waiting friends ... "

What is Zac talking about!

"... they belonged to those people." Zac pointed to himself behind him and said, "Mrs. should be pleased with this situation. Mr. Donna's death is a pity for all those who are willing to come here today. Mrs. For the perfect funeral, consider the arrival of those outside, and what it means. Your husband will want to see such a situation. "

Mrs. Old Donna shook her body again with dedication, staring at Zac, and after a while she took her gaze back, "At one quarter, I still wait for one quarter. This day is over, or my husband's funeral. I don't want those outside Affect my husband's funeral. "After that, he motioned to the person who supported her to walk to the chair.

What's the point of this performance, I will say it later. right now--

Zach lowered his head slightly, and waited until old Madame Donna's figure disappeared into the field of vision, then raised his eyes, just in front of Mr. Green, who kept eyeing him. Hey. Zac reluctantly walked sideways, took a few steps, and then walked in the direction indicated by Mr. Green.

Avoiding the eyes of most people, Mr. Green hid a bit ridiculously behind a potted plant and lowered his voice, "Ge, Grand ..."

"Zac just fine." Zac also lowered his voice in coordination, glancing at Mrs. Quinn's direction. Mrs. Quinn's face was full of doubts, but she could only wait for Zac to finish with her mouth closed.

"Zha, Zac. I, I made a strange last night, night, yeah, um, dream ... I, dream, my profit, general, I ..."

"Mr. Green." The strangeness of the other party didn't seem to be rude to Zac's interruption. "Do you have anything to say to me? Now? Here?" Zac wanted to remind the other party that this was not suitable because In the eyes of others, do Mr. Green and Zac know each other? No, the owner of the funeral home is not the kind of guy who only knows about the funeral. Does the Green family have a funeral? In the eyes of others, no.

Speechless, Mr. Green shrank after the potted plant, as if it really had any effect. "That, I, I came early. I wanted to go to the cemetery to see and see Lip, but yours , That, security guard, no, do n’t let me in ... "

Zac pursed his lips and really didn't know how to respond to this sentence.

Without Zac ’s response, Mr. Green ’s face continued more sadly, “Then, that, I, I ’m not easy to register, you, you know, I said I ’m just going to Beiyuan, he, they are not allowed ... … "

"Then don't go." Zac's face was blank, and he looked directly at each other's eyes. "Mr. Green, you should be clear. At first you accepted your commission. Grande is the party that takes the risk. I'm already very The errands even helped you with a secret funeral, and allowed you to visit a few times. It ’s enough, Mr. Green, since you understand that you ca n’t register with the security guard, then you should be very clear, continue like this, for you, for Grande is not a good thing, it's time to let go. "

"Release ..." Mr. Green's wide eyes also looked at Zach. When he could see his lost soul from the light green iris, his eyes were completely out of focus. "It's time to let go Alright? "

Zac looked away and turned around, "That's it, Mr. Green, I wish you a pleasant stay today."

Adjusting his emotions as he passed through the crowd, Zac looked back in the direction of Mrs. Quinn. Mrs. Quinn glanced at her confirmation, ‘Will no one stop you? ’

'Not anymore. Zac responded.

Mrs. Quinn nodded slightly, stood up from the seat, gestured a direction, and passed by Amanda first.

Please don't think of Mrs. Quinn as the funny kind of Mr. Green, her conversation with Zack also needs **, and how can these two characters use a potted plant as a tool for providing **. (To be continued.)