Chapter 82

On the second floor, Zhou Ze saw Miss Liu's family. Strangely enough, he did not see a man, but only three women.

One is gray and old; one is graceful and middle-aged; the other is about the same age as Miss Liu.

When Zhou Ze came in, he found that the priest was also there, talking with the old woman, as if he was explaining her.

The old lady also listened, the priest also said, everyone seems to be doing their own duty to walk through a stage, the room to say how much sad atmosphere, that is false.

Of course, you can't criticize the indifference of the living to the dead, because the problem that the living need to face is how to continue to live.

"Hello, are you Ms. Liu Yanhua, Liu?"

Zhou Ze went to the middle-aged woman and asked.

"Hello, I am."

Ms. Liu took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes.

Zhou Ze felt that she was more like eyedroppings than tears, because she couldn't really see that she was crying.

The woman's clavicle is very clear, her figure is also a little thin, and her forehead is protruding, which makes her feel uncomfortable.

In fact, this is a kind of kraft face.

Culture is a carrier and a unit. In every era, any political, economic and even geomantic omen are influenced by culture.

For example, in ancient times, there was a saying of "Kefu", that is, women were typically regarded as accessories of patriarchal society, which is a very unfair and wrong judgment.

Zhou Ze didn't believe this, even if he was a ghost.

But if you think about it,

a family of three generations,

without a man,

it seems that it's difficult to believe it or not.

Zhou Ze explained his intention. Xu Qinglang and she had already agreed on the preliminary intention, but did not make progress to the specific price.

"Mr. Zhou can come to the funeral of the little girl. Instead of the little girl, I would like to thank Mr. Zhou. As for the shop, Mr. Zhou, since he is interested in it and the rent, will ask Mr. Zhou to go back and think about a number. As long as it is not too outrageous, I will not refuse it."

So easy to talk about?

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment. He was a doctor in his last life, and he didn't do any business. So he had some hands to talk about the price for the first time with others, but this lady Liu seemed very magnanimous.

Zhou Ze nodded and said a few words of relief and sorrow. He turned around and left wisely. He only needed to discuss with Xu Qinglang a price to send things to him.

After going down the stairs, he came to the corner again. Zhou Ze went to the metal door again, reached out to push the door, and found that the door was locked.

Zhou Ze reached out and knocked, but no one answered.

It's very helpless,

is also very tangled,

as a ghost, a door and a wall can stop you, which seems to be too out of proportion.

It's a pity that Zhou Ze can't be the same as Xiao Luoli.

"BIU",

came out,

"BIU",

went in again.

This door, Zhou Ze really can't open.

When we returned to the hall, the guests who came to mourn were almost gone, the hall was being cleaned up, and the coffin was also carried away. As for Miss Liu, she should be sent to the crematorium soon for cremation.

When a man dies like a lamp goes out, he ends up with a loaf of bread.

Every time I go to a funeral, I always feel this kind of negative emotion.

Zhou Ze stopped a woman who was cleaning and asked, "excuse me, do you know Chen Zesheng?"

"Ah, he was the former boss here." "He's dead. The funeral was yesterday," she replied, somewhat surprised

"Oh." Zhou Ze nodded and then asked, "can you ask who your boss is now?"

"It's the brother of the former boss. He just went to the basement." The female worker replied, and then, worried that Zhou Ze couldn't understand, she explained, "well, it's the stairway, where the deceased's remains are specially restrained."

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

Zhou Ze went to the metal door again,

he had to go in,

then he grabbed the Toby who was still alive after he died for some unknown reason and sent the business card to the ghost messenger.

But how to open this door?

After a few hard knocks on the door,

there was still no movement and no response from inside.

Just now, the female worker said that their current boss just went in, which is obviously something wrong. Of course, Zhou Ze doesn't care if there is any accident in the current boss. He is not so kind.

Just when Zhou Ze was going to find a tool to try to pry the door,

Zhou Ze found that the door had been opened, and there was a young man standing inside, wearing a black suit and white flowers on his chest."What's the matter?" Asked the young man.

This is not the one who just put a postcard on himself. It should be Chen Zesheng's brother, the current boss.

"There's something I want to talk to you about your brother." Zhou Ze said, and he has made up his mind that if the goods can't communicate with each other, he should get dizzy first and then go to find Chen Zesheng.

"Oh, yes, please come in."

The man seemed to speak very well, and made a gesture to Zhou Ze directly.

Zhou Ze took a deep look at the man and went in.

The two steel beds are still in place, and the freezer is there.

"Where is your brother's body?" Zhou Ze asked.

"My brother's funeral was held yesterday. Are you my brother's friend, sir?"

"That's right." Zhou Ze perfunctorily said.

"My brother's body was cremated yesterday."

What are you kidding?

Zhou Ze nodded, gestured to know, then turned around and left.

The suit man looks at Zhou Ze's back, and his eyes reveal a little thought.

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In the cool evening wind, the rape flowers around the villa are in the moonlight, creating a bleak atmosphere, just like a grand funeral, and everything here is embellishment and bedding.

The workers are all off work. There is no accommodation here, even if it is large and spacious. Of course, the workers don't want to live here.

The man in black suit put a dish on the round table in the hall. It was all cold, without any heat.

Then pour the wine into the glass on the table. It's old yellow rice wine.

Then he went to the corridor and shouted at it:

"dinner is ready."

The three women, from young to old, went downstairs in turn. They were not polite and took their seats directly.

The priest, who did not leave, stood at the table.

The suit man went to the basement again, and pushed out a stretcher car, covered with a white cloth, then the second, the third and the fourth.

The hall began to smell of plastic and disinfectant.

The old woman began to cough,

the middle-aged woman was unhappy,

the young man covered his nose and waved his hands.

"Why so many people?" Asked Ms Liu discontentedly.

"Since we have agreed to marry my brother and my sister-in-law in the dark, we have to ask my father and mother to join us before it's official."

"Your family is really abnormal." The old woman muttered, "no wonder that your brother would urge my granddaughter to jump with him."

"It's not my brother's fault. My brother has always been in charge of the family business. He didn't want to die. It's your family. The tradition of men's suicide has been popular all the time. My sister-in-law was influenced by family education, which led to my brother's suicide."

"Hum." The old woman was too lazy to argue about this, and urged, "hurry up if you want, I'm a little sleepy."

"Good."

The suit man first lifted the white cloth from a stretcher car, revealing Miss Liu's body.

Hold Miss Liu up, put her on the chair, and then bind her there with a few plastic knots to keep her sitting posture.

Then, the suit man opened his brother's white cloth sheet, picked up his brother and asked him to sit down beside Miss Liu.

However, the elder brother's sitting posture seems to be well maintained and does not need to be tied.

The suit man had some accidents, but he didn't take it too seriously.

"Why are these two miserable children

The old woman squeezed out a few tears. It was really hard.

Ms. Liu comforts her mother, while Ms. Liu's daughter comforts her mother. The three women snuggle up, cry, comfort and tell.

The new couple, sitting in their place cold and cold,

their eyelids are closed,

they can't see.

The dishes of this table are prepared for them,

but the play of this table has nothing to do with them.

The suit man tied red flowers to his brother and sister-in-law's chest respectively. He wanted to make them look more festive, but he gave them a colder painting style.

"Don't open your eyes. Don't disturb them too much."

Ms. Liu saw that the man in the suit was going to use the tape to open the eyelids of the body and immediately stopped.

She has overcome a lot of psychological obstacles by agreeing to marry in the dark. Now she is sitting on the same table with two corpses, even more like a needle. If the eyes of the corpse are opened again, she really can't sit down.

The suit man froze for a moment, but nodded his head.

Then the suit man shouted to another stretcher car:"Mom, my brother is having a good day. Please come and have a look."

Said, the suit man opened the white cloth sheet, which revealed the body of a middle-aged woman.

She looks very rich in cheongsam, but she should have died for many years. Even good anti-corrosion measures can not completely restore her image.

Deep in the skin, there is a green luster. It's just a skin bag. It's a skin bag that has done too many special treatments to maintain its appearance as much as possible.

Put the mother on the chair and let her next to the old lady.

The old lady shivered with fear, but said nothing.

Ms. Liu took a look at her "mother" and dared not take another look.

Finally,

the man in suit is facing the last stretcher Lane:

"Dad, brother is married today, wake up..."

"Ah."

Under the white cloth sheet, there was a reply.

The suit man's body trembled and his face was frightened. The three women on the table began to tremble. The young girl almost screamed, but soon covered her mouth.

Even the priest raised his head suspiciously. He really didn't understand what he could sing.

The man in the suit dare not reach out to lift the white cloth sheet any more,

but the man in the suit takes the initiative to lift the white cloth sheet.

Zhou Ze stretched his waist, moved his neck, and made a little crispy noise. Some apologized:

"I'm sorry, my pillow was occupied by a stupid woman today, so I borrowed your freezer to sleep.

It's not bad,

it's just that the good days are too long. I feel a little stiff when I sleep in the freezer again. "