Editor’s note: A thrilling story, the story of Xiaohe meeting a ghost in the middle of the night, turned out to be a false alarm. This false alarm made Xiaohe’s wife and Xiaohe’s mother a qualitative leap forward. It is a blessing in disguise.

At midnight, the noisy city has quieted down, and the moon-like street lights on both sides of the street are shining with dim yellow and cold light. Just after sending off the guests and returning, Xiaohe parked his taxi on the corner and sat in the car waiting for the next guest.

“Good luck today, I made one hundred and sixty yuan” Xiaohe thought, “It must be the first half of the night, and there will be no customers in the second half of the night.” He checked his watch and found that It is zero.

Looking outside through the glass, the street is empty, occasionally cars passing by, and the lights flashing in front of my eyes like shooting stars, suddenly disappeared. “You’ll be content if you make another forty yuan!” Xiaohe yawned, stretched his arms, and leaned lazily on the backrest. He felt that his physical strength and energy were obviously not as good as before, always suffering from backaches and emotional irritability.

It is no wonder that my mother used to live in Xiaohe’s house. A month ago, my brother had a stroke and my sister-in-law sent his mother to Xiaohe’s house. The small house in the 30s and 30s was full. Xiaohe hadn’t settled for a long time, so he had to install a folding bed for his mother in the bedroom. He wanted to change to a bigger house in his dreams, but the house price was so high that he didn’t try to make money!
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“In autumn, as soon as the new building in the back mountain of the hotel opens, I will buy a 70-square-meter building.” Xiaohe calculated, “One thousand and nine per flat. , Seventy square is almost 140,000. The current location of the house is good, although the small house can sell for at least 70,000, there are 50,000 in the passbook. Alas, it is still 20,000. Where can I make up the 20,000?” His brain An idea flashed in, but it was immediately rejected by myself. The whole family is pointing to this car for life, and cannot sell the car! “If you buy more than fifty flats, you still have money in your hand, so you don’t have to borrow them in case of trouble.”

“Fifty flats are still a bit small!” Xiaohe thought And said, “However, as long as it is a two-bedroom apartment. The son and grandma live in one room, and he and his wife live in the same room. Damn madam, see if you can make trouble!” Thinking of the wife’s fight with her in the afternoon, Xiao And sighed irritably.

The sound of knocking on the glass interrupted Xiaohe’s thoughts.

“Come to live!” Xiaohe quickly shook down the door glass.

“How much does it cost to send me to the crematorium?” The middle-aged man asked Xiaohe with a heavy foreign accent.

“That’s what I said!” Xiaohe was amused, and thought: “It’s not my turn to send you to the crematorium!”

< br/> It was funny in my heart, but I didn’t dare to let people see it on the surface.

“Thirty.” Xiaohe stretched out three fingers.

He deliberately asked for twenty more. He thought: “Don’t sit down if you are too expensive, and go to the crematorium in the middle of the night.”

Looking around, there was only this taxi in the deserted street, and the middle-aged man got into the car reluctantly.

The sky is cloudy and there are no stars. On the side of the street, two rows of street lamps floated upward along the hillside like snakes, and clusters of dim light appeared weak and hazy in the dark night; in contrast, the car lights were so bright that a frog jumped over the road.

“It’s going to rain. After this trip, you may not be alive.” Seeing the little frog jumping over, Xiaohe thought: “Alright, find a corner to sleep. Feel.”

Xiaohe speeded up, and soon arrived at the entrance of the funeral parlour hall. The middle-aged man threw his thirty yuan in his seat, and got out of the car without saying a word.