Attended an old lady's funeral yesterday. The old lady was widowed at an early age, and had a son who belonged to the kind of person who was mentally immature and did not have any ideas, so she did not start a family. I remember that it was Chinese New Year's Eve 2007, or to deliver a funeral for an old grandfather, we were all using agricultural transport trucks to pull coffins here, at that time the car carried more than twenty people, the first night it snowed, when the car reached a rough mountain road, the car suddenly lost control and rushed down the hillside, the car rolled down the mountain woman, the people on the car suddenly scattered, the miserable shouts filled the whole valley, the people in the other cars were frightened, many people looked at it, and did not know what to do. After about a minute, several people shouted and hurried to save people, and then people eased up, rushed over, lifted, hugged, and moved to other cars, of which seven or eight people could not react to how they called, including the son of this old lady. When we rushed back, I don't know if it was frightened or how, the tears flowed out uncontrollably, when we went down the mountain, many people in the village were already waiting on the side of the road, the two line shuttles in our village also arrived, the village doctor checked a few people and shook his head, at this time we knew that it was more than a little evil, after a simple treatment, the wounded were transferred to the shuttle bus and went straight to the hospital, when the doctor was already waiting there, the car did not stand still The doctor jumped on the car to check the wounded, At that time, it was announced that the old lady's son and another person were gone, so the other wounded were carried into the emergency center, and the old lady's son and the other one were sent to the taiping room, which was the first time in my life that I had entered the morgue, and it felt so gloomy. By the time we returned to the emergency center, the secretary of the county party committee had rushed to the hospital and the president was discussing rescue matters. By the time we got the death certificates of these two men, it was almost dark, and by the time we returned from the crematorium, the New Year's cannon had sounded intermittently. It was more than two o'clock in the morning when we got home, and I heard my family say that there was no sound of firecrackers in the village tonight.
Speaking of this old lady's son and another, the two of them have a very good relationship, they are people without minds and ideas, the most strange thing is that they and this deceased old man are very close, I don't know whether it is a divine arrangement or a coincidence, the co-pilot of the car that happened was our village doctor's son, long white and fat, is the kind of kind that looks very blessed at first sight, he climbed out of the car himself, unscathed, not even a little skin abrasion, but the driver's ribs are broken several times, Is there something in the dark arranging all this?