Lao Qin thought I was here to inquire about the spontaneous combustion of the car, so he told me what he knew in advance.
Hey, in fact, we workers without formal establishment are usually quite troubled.
In other groups, the regular workers act as bosses, drinking tea and being the dirtiest and most tired, while the temporary workers act like donkeys.
As long as something goes wrong in the funeral home, no matter how big or small, we temporary workers will be the scapegoats.
Although I am a temporary worker, I am much more comfortable than other temporary workers.
After all, my parents and I were in the same work unit.
They looked at my parents' face and didn't dare to give me small shoes to wear.
Looking at Lao Qin's mouth that looked like he was looking at a joke, I suddenly smiled in my heart.
In fact, I didn't worry about this matter at all.
I thought it would be best if the funeral parlor could fire me, so that I could leave the funeral parlor in a legitimate manner.
My parents had nothing to say.
The purpose of my coming to the funeral home at this time is very simple, which is to check the contact number of the family of the deceased.
Then Lao Qin and I exchanged a few simple polite words and went to the archives room.
The person in charge of the archives of the funeral home is Aunt Yang.
She is also an old employee of the funeral home for decades and has been married twice.
Now this husband is a well-known drunkard, a funeral car driver in the second group, and often beats her.
Aunt Yang has a good relationship with my mother, and she is quite polite every time she sees me.
When I went to the archives, she was sitting at her desk knitting, and when she saw me coming, she greeted me politely.
I lied to him about my signature on the register book at Yangdong Second Bridge last time, and Squad Leader Cai asked me to make a copy of the original signed at that time.
The reason why I came up with an excuse was because the vehicle in our five groups' accident in the back area of the funeral home spontaneously ignited, which had caused panic among the people in the funeral home.
Because of this incident, Director Liu held another meeting to emphasize the rules and regulations of the funeral home.
When Aunt Yang heard that I was looking for the stub of the duty-level body, she didn't say anything and found me the stub of the original registration book according to the date.
Because the registration form at our funeral home is filed once a day, she spent almost no time.
Found it.
But it is obvious that there is no valuable information on the registration form except the number that evolves over time.
There are loopholes in the information registered by our funeral home.
There is only a series of numbers compiled with time on it, which represents the time of departure. and number.
Sometimes we cannot obtain the name of the deceased, so we record it anonymously.
Just when I left the archives room disappointed, the call from King Rickets came in.
The King of Rickets asked me to rush to a teahouse in Yangxi District immediately, saying that he had something urgent to do with me.
Hearing the rickety king's urgent tone, I immediately drove over.
It's in a private room at the end of the first floor of the tea house.
I saw the rickety king enjoying tea with a very elegant woman.
Judging from her appearance, the woman was in her thirties, wearing a black business suit, a white top, a black skirt, and two-tone black and bright leather sandals.
Judging from her clothing and sitting posture.
This woman should be an employee of a bank or insurance company.
She sits elegantly, sitting sideways with her legs slightly crossed.
Although she had heavy makeup on her face, her haggard face was not concealed.
When the woman saw me rushing in through the door without even knocking, she ran straight over.
She was startled and asked warily: "Who are you looking for?
The rickety king smiled sheepishly and hurriedly explained: "This is my senior brother Wan Jinlong's apprentice.
Han Bing, known as Master Han on the road.
The woman's stiff face changed, she stood up with a happy face and politely asked me to sit down.
I looked at the woman with a confused face, and then glanced at the King of Rickets.
I thought to myself, what kind of medicine is this Ricky King selling in his gourd?
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How come he has become a fellow disciple of my master again.
What is this woman doing?
King Rickets came to me so eagerly.
Is it because of her?
The rickety king is a bastard, he won't defraud people of their money by selling dog meat on the head of a sheep.
Thinking of this, my face turned dark instantly.
The rickety king knows my temper.
He knew that I had an aloof character, and he was afraid that I would expose him, so he tilted his head while pouring me tea.
The introduction said: "Han Bing, the deceased in a car accident on Yangdong Second Bridge a few days ago was her husband.
The woman obviously didn't expect that the Ricky King would introduce her so straightforwardly.
Her eyelids drooped, her expression a little embarrassed.
I looked up at the woman.
When I looked at her, she looked at me.
I don't know why there is something very complicated in this woman's eyes.
In her dark eyes, I seemed to see a bottomless black hole.
The woman looked at me and said, "Young Master Han, you are really young and promising.
You look quite young.
You really live up to the old saying from Yangbei people, that a person cannot be judged by his appearance.
It is disrespectful to be disrespectful."
I have always blushed at compliments from strangers, and for a moment I was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
The rickety king took over and said: "Haha, Miss Guo, we express our condolences about your husband.
Since everyone can sit in a private room and taste it, the fine Maofeng is not an outsider.
If you have something to say, say it directly
The woman took a sip of tea, put down the tea set gracefully, sat up straight and lowered her hands naturally, making herself look relaxed.
I felt puzzled for a while.
Logically speaking, if something happened to my husband, it had been several days, and she should be busy taking care of the housework.
I could tell from King Rickets' voice that King Rickets was deliberately telling me that it was this woman named Guo who took the initiative to contact him.
As expected, the King of Rickets was still very afraid of me.
With a simple sentence, he completely dismissed himself as an intermediary.
The woman seemed a little worried about me.
Maybe my clothes, appearance and appearance were too fashionable.
I didn't look like a mature Taoist person, but more like a wealthy young man who often fooled around outside.
She doesn't seem to trust me very much.
Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, I deliberately looked at the time on my watch and glanced at the King of Rickets.
The rickety king took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Miss Guo, don't you believe us?"
As soon as the rickety king said this, the woman smiled and said, "It's not that my husband's body is still parked in the funeral parlor.
I feel so angry now.
I don’t know if what I saw last night was an illusion or something.
I am a habitual insomniac and never sleep deeply.
Last night at about eleven o'clock, I heard a sudden sound on the door outside the living room.
Then there was the sound of the TV being turned on in the living room, and finally the bathroom door rang.
I heard a series of footsteps and the sound of rushing water.
Then my bedroom door was unscrewed.
I vaguely felt someone lift my quilt.
I suddenly woke up from my dream and sat up, only to find that there was nothing.
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When Miss Guo said this, she closed her eyes in pain.
After she paused for a few seconds, she suddenly leaned over the table and stared at me and said: "My husband had a habit when he was alive.
She knew that I had neurasthenia.
Every time I came back from the Yangci construction site, she would quietly open the security door for fear of affecting my rest, then turn on the TV and sit on the sofa to watch Yangbei TV. of the evening news.
After the news is over, I go to the bathroom to take a shower and then go to the bedroom to rest.
I am sure that I was not hallucinating last night.
I am very familiar with the sound of my husband walking.
He must have come back yesterday.
The rickety king gave me a confused look and asked again: "Then I don't understand.
It's been several days since your husband's accident.
Why don't you dispose of your husband's body and let him bury him in peace?
The question asked by the King of Rickets at this time is obviously what I am most concerned about.
After all, the body of this woman’s husband spontaneously combusted in our hands.
Miss Guo was stunned for a moment, her eyes wandering a little.
In order to cover up her panic, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue and became silent again.
I am an impatient person by nature, and I would hate to see someone like this, who would use a woman's unique silence to evade critical questions.
I lit a cigarette and said: "I tell you clearly that the sound you heard last night was indeed your husband.
Your husband went back last night, which is what we folk call the soul to return to after three days.
The reason why your husband went back was because he didn’t trust you.
There must be something going on between you.
There are some things that I don’t need to explain so clearly.
You and I know that flies don’t stare at seamless eggs.
You should know what I mean.
The reason why you came to us is actually very simple.
You just want us to eliminate disasters for you and give yourself peace of mind.
Am I right?
As soon as I said this, the woman looked at me in shock .
King Rickets was even more surprised.
In fact, how did they know that after I reached an agreement with the souls in the back area of the funeral parlor, they opened the door to the Yin Elephant for me.
I followed the beggar all the time and witnessed the whole process of the beggar's revenge.
Therefore, I understand the family situation and background of each deceased person, but what I saw was one-sided and incomplete under the guidance of the beggar.
There are some things I must let the person involved know everything and say it myself.
So from the moment I walked in, I didn't like this woman very much, because this woman's husband is now lying in the No. 1 freezer of the funeral parlor.
He doesn't even have a decent shroud, only wrapped in a white linen cloth.
She also doesn't deal with the aftermath.
But she put on such coquettish heavy makeup and came to see the King of Rickets.
If she wasn't feeling guilty, what was it?
Although her husband's body was burned in our hands, we also have an unshirkable responsibility.
But after all, one thing is the same thing.
Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest.
When disaster strikes, they fly separately.
Sometimes people are really incomprehensible.
In my eyes, I don't look down on him at all.
But King Rickets is Reiko's biological father after all.
I understand the truth that blood is thicker than water.
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But I dare not compliment King Rickets as a person.
He has extremely bad character and is only interested in profit.
The King of Rickets asked me to come over.
In fact, it was still a matter of interest in private.
With the rickety king looking like that, I could immediately understand what was going on.
He was a dog who couldn't change his habit of eating shit.
From his complimentary attitude towards the woman, I knew that this old boy had some shit hidden in his butt.
To be continued
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