"Shut up

Lu Sen raised his voice and denounced.

Several people lost their voice and all turned their eyes to Lu Sen and Liang Chen. At this time, the contractor ran to Liang Chen eagerly: "Mr. Liang, how did you come?"

Didn't you hear about it, so why don't you make a special trip?

The foreman's face was a little ugly, because he just wanted his workers to open the foundation quickly, finish the work earlier and get the money.

This is the first time that the Contractor's commission is so high. He wanted to take his workers to do a big job. After finishing this work, he could rest for three years. I never thought that he would dig out a coffin here.

It's really frightening.

The contractor looked at Liang Chen with a guilty heart and kept silent.

Liang Chen looked at not far away that just opened the rectangular pit, did not pay attention to the surrounding people how to say, his diameter walked toward the pit in the past.

Take a close look.

As the workers said, there was a coffin.

However, judging from the texture, it is not like a coffin with hundreds of years old. Just looking at the corrosion degree of the coffin and the softness of the soil, we can see that this coffin has only been put in place for a few years.

Liang Chen waved: "foreman, this coffin may be the ancestor of the last owner or something, but that person has committed the criminal law and has been sentenced to death, otherwise you ask the workers to hang up the coffin first."

"This..."

the contractor is not happy.

Although he wanted to dispose of the coffin first, his staff refused. Most of these workers came from the countryside and believed in these things.

To deal with the coffin, they naturally think that no one can handle it.

The contractor looked back at some of the workers, but said: "Mr. Liang, our 5000 year history of China is not without a reason. These workers are countrymen. They believe in these things. If you want them to move these things, it is estimated that no one wants to. Look... Why don't we add some money to our bad luck? Hey, hey

"Well, it's right to increase the money. After all, the things left by the ancestors are not unreasonable. In this way, every worker who starts the coffin will be given an extra 2000 yuan red envelope, while the others who have not participated in the coffin will be given 200 yuan to go to bad luck!"

Liang Chen thought again and again.

Although I don't believe in these things so much, the foreman's words are not unreasonable. This is the way the world is. Some people believe it and some people won't believe a word.

Hearing Liang Chen's words, the foreman immediately showed a full smile and said, "well, I'm going to ask people to hang the coffin immediately."

Say it.

The foreman ran to his fellow workers happily.

After chatting with each other for a while, the foreman came to him with some young men who thought they were very hard. One was driving the crane, and the other several helpers tied up the rope.

After struggling for half an hour, the coffin was finally brought up.

At this time, more and more people were watching outside the iron fence. Liang Chen was worried that these people would have big mouths, and it would not be good if the false information was misinformed. So he waved and called to Lu Sen: "go, find some security guards to lock up the iron fence, and the people at the door will disperse as soon as possible!"

"Yes

Lu Sen nodded and immediately went to the gate of the iron fence.

After the coffin was hoisted up, Liang Chen went directly to the side of the coffin. However, he felt something was wrong. As soon as he entered the coffin, he felt as if he had entered the ice cellar, and his hair stood up.

Can't I really meet some big zongzi?

Now, in this society, it's a bit impossible. Mummies are almost the same!