Lao Qin thought that I was here to inquire about the spontaneous combustion of the car, so he told me what he knew in advance.

Hey, in fact, those of us who don't have a formal establishment are usually quite troublesome.

The other groups are all regular workers as uncles, drinking the dirtiest and most tiring fire of tea, and treating temporary workers as donkeys.

Funeral parlors have a big fart, as long as something happens, no matter how big or small, our temporary workers will act as scapegoats.

I'm a part-time worker, but I'm much more comfortable than other part-time workers.

After all, my parents and I were in the same unit, and they looked at my parents' faces and didn't dare to give me small shoes to wear.

Looking at Lao Qin's joke-watching mouth, I suddenly smiled in my heart.

Actually, I didn't worry about this at all, I thought in my heart that the best funeral home TMD could fire me, so that I could leave the funeral home justifiably.

My parents didn't have anything to say.

The purpose of my visit to the funeral home at this time is very simple, to check the contact number of the deceased's family.

Then Lao Qin and I exchanged a few words of politeness, and then went to the archives.

The person in charge of the funeral home's archives is Aunt Yang, who is also a veteran employee of the funeral home for decades and has been married twice.

Now this husband is a well-known drunken dizzy, a funeral truck driver in the second group, and often beats her.

Aunt Yang and my mother have a good relationship, every time I see me is more polite, when I go to the archives, she is sitting on the desk making a sweater, she sees me coming, politely and greeted.

I lied to him about the signature of the registration book of the Yangdong Second Bridge last time, and squad leader Cai asked me to make a copy of the original signed at that time.

I'm looking for a reason. It was because the accident vehicle in the back area of the funeral home of our five groups spontaneously combusted, which had caused panic in the funeral home.

Because of this, Director Liu held another meeting. Emphasize the rules and regulations of funeral homes.

Aunt Yang didn't say anything when she heard that I was looking for the stub of the body of the duty level. I found the stub from the original register by date.

Because the registration form of our funeral home is filed every day, it took her almost no time to find it.

It is clear, however, that there is no valuable information on the register other than a number that has evolved over time.

There are loopholes in the information registered with our funeral home.

There is only a series of numbers numbered in time, which represents the time and number of the car.

Sometimes we can't get the name of the deceased, so we record it anonymously.

Just as I left the archives in disappointment. The call from King Rickets came in.

King Rickets asked me to rush to a teahouse in Yangxi District immediately, saying that there was something urgent to find me?

Hearing that the king was in a hurry, I immediately drove over.

In the innermost private room on the first floor of the tea house, I saw Rickets Wang Zheng and a very temperamental woman drinking tea.

The woman was in her thirties, wearing a black professional suit, a white blouse and a black skirt, and two-tone black and bright cowhide sandals on her feet.

Judging by her dress and sitting posture. This woman is supposed to be a bank or insurance company clerk.

She sits elegantly with her legs slightly crossed and sideways.

Although she wore heavy makeup on her face. But her haggard face was undisguised.

The woman saw that I pushed the door in a tiger's head, and without even knocking on the door, she ran straight over, and first asked vigilantly:

"Who are you looking for?

King Rickets smiled embarrassedly and hurriedly explained, "This is my senior brother Wan Jinlong's apprentice. Han Bing, known as Han Dashao on the road.

The woman's stiff face changed, and she got up with a happy face and politely beckoned me to sit down.

I looked at the woman with a confused expression. He glanced at King Rickets again.

I thought, what kind of medicine is sold in this rickets king's gourd? How did he become my master's fellow disciple again?

What does this woman do? Is it because of her that the king is so anxious to find me?

King Rickets, the birdman. Won't you sell dog meat on your mother's head and cheat people out of money, right?

Thinking of this, my face instantly darkened.

The king knew my temper, he knew that I was arrogant, and he was afraid that I would expose his old bottom, so while pouring me tea, he tilted his head and introduced:

"Han Bing, the deceased who was in a car accident at Yangdong Second Bridge a few days ago was her husband.

The woman obviously didn't expect that King Rickets would introduce her so bluntly.

Her eyelids drooped, and her expression was a little embarrassed.

I looked up at the woman, and she was looking at me at the same time as I looked at her, and for some reason there was something very complicated in the woman's eyes.

In her dark eyes, I saw a bottomless black hole.

The woman looked at me and said, "Han Dashao, you are really young and promising, seeing that you look very young, you really respond to the old saying of our Yangbei people, people can't look good, the sea can't fight, disrespectful and disrespectful."

I used to blush at compliments from strangers, and for a moment I was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

King Rickets took over and said: "Hehe, Miss Guo, about your husband, we express our sorrow for this, since everyone can sit in a private room and taste, the first-class Mao Feng is not an outsider."

Do you have something to say?

The woman took a sip of tea, elegantly put down the tea set, sat up straight, and her hands drooped naturally, making herself look relaxed.

I wondered for a while, it stands to reason that if something happened to my husband, it had been a few days, and she should be busy with family affairs.

From the words of King Rickets, I could tell that King Rickets was deliberately provoking me that it was this woman surnamed Guo who took the initiative to contact him.

The rickety king is really still afraid of me, and with a simple sentence, he completely brushed off his own as an intermediary.

The woman seemed to be a little uneasy about me, maybe my dress and face were too fashionable, not like an old and stable Taoist, but more like a fool around outside.

She didn't trust me much.

I saw that she looked like she was about to say something, and deliberately looked at the time on her watch and glanced at the Rickets King.

The king of rickets saw the stitches and said, "Miss Guo, can't you trust us?"

As soon as the king of Rickets said this, the woman smiled and said, "No! My husband's body is still parked in the funeral home?

I'm in a hate now, and I don't know, was it a delusion or something I saw last night?

I have a habit of insomnia, and I never fall asleep, and last night at about eleven o'clock I heard a sudden knock at the door outside the living room.

Then there was the sound of the TV in the living room turning on, and finally the bathroom door rang, and I heard a series of footsteps and the sound of rushing water.

Then the door to my bedroom was unscrewed.

I vaguely felt someone lift my covers.

I suddenly woke up from my dream and sat up, only to find nothing.

Miss Guo said this and closed her eyes in pain.

After a pause for a few seconds, she suddenly leaned on the table and stared at me and said:

"My husband had a habit before his death, she knew that I had a nervous breakdown, and every time I came back from the Yangci construction site, I was always afraid of affecting my rest, tiptoeing open the security door, and then turn on the TV, and sit on the sofa to watch the evening news of Yangbei TV.

After the news is over, go into the bathroom to take a shower and then rest in the bedroom.

I'm sure I wasn't hallucinating last night, the sound of my husband walking is all too familiar to me, and he must have come back yesterday.

King Rickets looked at me in confusion and asked:

"Then I don't understand, it's been a few days since your husband's accident. Why don't you dispose of your husband's body and bury him in the ground?

King Rickets's questioning at this time is obviously what I am most concerned about, after all, the body of this woman's husband was spontaneously combusted in our hands.

Miss Guo was stunned for a moment, her eyes were a little wandering, she wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue in order to cover up her panic, and began to be silent again.

I'm an anxious person, and I can't see this kind of person who uses a woman's unique silence to escape when a crucial question is asked.

I lit a cigarette and said, "Let me tell you clearly, the sound you heard last night was indeed your husband."

Your husband went back last night, and it is also the three-day soul return that our folk say, the reason why your husband went back is because he doesn't worry about you, there must be something between you, right?

There are some things I don't need to say so thoroughly, you and I know it? This fly doesn't stare at seamless eggs, you should know what I mean?

The reason why you are looking for us is actually very simple, you just want us to eliminate the disaster for you and give yourself peace of mind? Am I right?

As soon as I said this, the woman looked at me in shock. The Rickets King was even more surprised, in fact, how did they know that after I reached an agreement with those souls in the back area of the funeral parlor, they opened the door of the Yin Elephant for me, and I have been following the beggar and witnessing the whole process of the beggar's revenge.

So I understand the family situation and background of each deceased, but what I see is one-sided and incomplete under the guidance of the beggar, and there are some things that I have to say to the person who knows everything and say it myself.

So from the moment I entered the door, I didn't see this woman very much, because this woman's husband was now lying in freezer No. 1 in the funeral parlor, and he didn't even have a decent shroud on him, only a linen white cloth wrapped in it.

She doesn't deal with the aftermath either. But put on such a glamorous heavy makeup and came to find King Rickets, what if she wasn't weak-hearted?

Although her husband's body was burned on our hands, we also have an unshirkable responsibility. But after all, one thing is the same thing.

Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes, and people are sometimes really incomprehensible.

King Rickets: In my eyes, I don't look down on him at all.

But after all, King Rickets is Reiko's biological father, and I know the truth that blood is thicker than water.

But I don't dare to compliment the person of the king of Rickets, his character is extremely poor, and he is mercenary.

The Rickets King asked me to come over, but in fact, it was a relationship of interest in private.

King Rickets is like that, I can see what is going on? He can't change his eating shit from his flattering attitude towards the woman, I know what shit is hidden in this old boy's ass? (To be continued.) )