Chapter 127: The Storyteller

"Alas, this old girl, you should speak. Don't smash our table! You're going to smash us again!"

Sun Changjuan took deep breaths again and again to calm herself emotionally.

This is a woman with a cold temperament. Just now, he was still dancing his teeth and claws, and he was difficult to control. Just a few seconds. You can change it to another face.

I saw him drooping his eyes and said in a cold tone.

"I'm sorry, I lost control!"

I sorted out in my head what he had just said.

I couldn't help but ask.

"Well, so ask. How did your husband die?"

Sun Changjuan's face was still cold. But in his eyes, I saw a kind of show-off that bordered on victory.

"My son is mine. They don't want to snatch it. ”

Suddenly, he changed the subject. Respond in a relaxed tone.

"Maybe that's fate. My husband went to court to sue for divorce. That Huang Lanyan is very resourceful and has found a good person in the court.

The court ruled that the family house and joint property belonged to me. However, the child was awarded to the man.

At the time, I even felt like the sky had fallen.

But God has eyes. The wicked have their own evil retribution.

After the verdict is handed down. My husband and the woman went to celebrate. Drink too much alcohol in the evening and drive home together.

Coincidentally, there was a problem with the car's brakes.

My husband had a car accident with that woman, and they all went to see Hades!"

Niu Baiye's eyes widened suddenly.

"It's such a coincidence? Your husband and that woman both died in a car accident?"

The corners of Sun Changjuan's mouth hooked up a weird smile.

Said calmly.

"That's why I say God cares for me. It's a coincidence. After their car accident, they were taken to a Penang city funeral home.

Even the last makeup they wore before they were cremated was painted by me.

My husband's kneecap was shattered and there was a huge depression in his skull.

I used special materials to repair them bit by bit.

When my husband was alive, he often said that I was disgusting. There was a smell of dead people on his body.

He also said, how could you marry a monster like me? Putting on makeup on a dead man and letting him take him out without face.

But, in the last moments of his life. The step still fell into my hands.

He lay quietly on that morgue. The limbs, torso, body, and face are at my disposal.

Including the woman he brought out to have face. Even after I died, I still smelled of the dead.

They deserve it!"

"That's it!"

I interrupted Sun Changjuan's speech.

I don't want to listen to the tragic experience of a resentful woman who has been abandoned by a man, showing off her power in front of us, that negative man and his mistress.

I asked.

"So, do you suspect that the female ghost who appeared next to you and your son this time is the Huang Lanyan who had a car accident!"

Hear me say this. Sun Changjuan could no longer calm down.

His eyes were almost longing. There was a little bit of fear among them.

His whole face twitched. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand.

"You know what? Shortly after my husband and the woman died. I always have the same dream.

The woman stood in front of me, covered in blood. She's going to come and grab my son. He's going to make my son call him Mommy.

I told him how I beat him and tore him in my dreams. He refused to leave. He smiled at me very evilly. Laughing and telling me that my son doesn't live long. He will definitely take my son away.

He and my husband, and my son. The three of them are a family. Even if they go to the underworld. Also in the Netherworld.

I was scared at the time, but when I thought about it, it was just a dream. What am I afraid of a dead man?

But what I didn't expect was that it was the beginning of the new year. My husband and they have been dead for just over 100 days. My son was diagnosed with congenital leukemia.

Xiao Qi was only three years old at the time, and I carried him from hospital to hospital every day.

The doctor said. Leukemia is not an ordinary disease. He doesn't just burn money. It's going to be fatal.

You say. Is that woman taking revenge on me, even if he dies, he will not let us go. Want to come over and grab my son?"

Niu Baiye nodded again and again.

"Listen to you say that, female ghost next to you. It seems that it is really possible that Huang Lanyan. ”

I shook my head. Some are not sure.

"I don't think so. If it's Huang Lanyan's ghost, you have to take your son away. Why not just when you died?

Now two or three years have passed, and what is the purpose of his sudden return at this time?"

Niu Baiye disagreed with my statement, and he retorted to me.

"Maybe when Huang Haiyan first died, she didn't have such an urgent desire to have children.

In the past two years, I have been lonely in the underworld. Look at this kid who has been sick for so long.

Just come up and do a little favor. Tell your child a story. Cultivate your relationship in advance!"

Sun Changjuan listened to the dispute between me and Niu Baiye, and in an instant, she couldn't help crying.

Niu Baiye, a big lover, can't see a woman cry the most.

The whole fat face shrunk into a ball.

He was particularly discerning, pulled out a few napkins from the paper drawer and handed them to Sun Changjuan's hand.

"Oh, big girl, don't cry!

Maybe it's the corpse you've put on makeup. His ghost thinks you're good at drawing. Come back to repay the favor.

It's all the same! Don't worry too much about it just yet. ”

I looked outside at the sky. It's already full of starlight. By the way, I glanced at the watch on my wrist. It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.

I grumbled in my mouth.

"Big Wave, this guy, said he was going to send the three of them on their way. Why haven't you come back yet?"

Niu Baiye said.

"No need to ask, I must have gone straight to work at the bar. Danhong, this girl is really a hardworking person. He works 364 days a year, 365 days a year. The remaining day is the Chinese New Year, and the bars are closed. ”

I looked at Sun Changjuan, who was still crying, and comforted her.

"Sister Sun, our boss lady is not here today. You can go back for now. Otherwise, I won't even be able to get a ride in a while.

Your specific situation. I'll go into detail with our hostess. It shouldn't sound like a big deal, and he should be able to help you out.

When you are free someday, pick an early time. You can do it again. ”

Sun Changjuan was a little embarrassed.

"Well, I'm very busy at the funeral home. You know that, too. My child has to pay more than 20,000 yuan a month for medical expenses. There is also the money of the nurse aunt in the hospital, and our living expenses.

So, I would like to ask you for a moment. If you don't have time at night, can you go to the funeral home during the day to find me?

As for commissions, rest assured. Although I have a bit of a tight life. But I still have some rich spare money in my hands. I still have a house, and I've been thinking lately that if I can't make it, I'll sell it. Even if I try my best, I will cure my son. ”

I had no choice but to nod my head again and again and deal with him first.

Sun Changjuan is really good at talking. While saying that it will not be bad for our commission. On the other hand, he said that he was going to sell the house.

If we were to open our mouths at this time, it would be a little too impersonal.

I said.

"I know it's not easy for you either. You can rest assured. Wait until tomorrow morning when our hostess comes back from work. I'll tell him about you.

What's more, today you put on makeup for three of my friends. It was a small favor for us. And the director of your funeral home, An, also has some friendship with our proprietress .

I think, this commission of yours. He'll definitely take it. ”

Sun Changjuan nodded reassuringly, wrapped the cotton clothes on her body, and slowly pushed the door away.

As soon as Sun Changjuan walked away, the entire dumpling restaurant was empty and deserted.

Niu Baiye was bored watching TV. It's all those channels over and over again. I want to tune in to Internet TV, but I don't know what to watch.

Niu Baiye didn't know where to take out a big apple, and then stuffed it into his mouth in a big gulp.

"Alas, Brother Xiao Wang, you said Chu Jinfeng, the three of them are gone. Isn't there a little less interesting in the Huangquan dumpling restaurant?"

I nodded approvingly.

"Well! Not really. I got used to being troubled by them every night, and the three ghosts were gone. It's really idle, and some can't accept it. ”