Chapter Seventy-One: Our Rules Here

In the next few days, I still went to work at the funeral home on time, but every time I climbed over the wall to get in. According to Yanzi, the door of our funeral home will only be opened at night, because there are guests only at night. On the evening of my first day at work, Zhang Huifang's husband came and was very satisfied with her wife's appearance. That night, Zhang Huifang's body was taken to the refining room for cremation.

The so-called refining room, that is, the cremation room, is usually taken care of by black hair. I asked Yanzi with some curiosity, how much money can we make in such a business.

The swallow compared four fingers and said, "Forty thousand, this one is more troublesome, and it is higher than usual." ”

I was shocked that such a business would cost 40,000 yuan! When I ran to the mourning hall with my third uncle, I had been dealing with funeral homes all year round and knew the price. These 40,000 yuan, I don't know how many orders of business can be worth in ordinary funeral homes!

"How much do you usually charge for those who usually do you?"

Yanzi thought for a while and said, "About twenty or thirty thousand, generally if it is less than twenty thousand, we will not accept it." ”

I took a breath of air and said that this is too high, and this is no different from grabbing money.

Yanzi sneered and said, "They can keep their house safe for twenty or thirty thousand, forty or fifty thousand, which is already a good deal." Based on the few corpses you have seen in the past few days, do you think those restaurants like Changfu can be leveled? ”

I heard a chuckle in my heart, and when I thought about it, these corpses I encountered in the past few days really had big problems. Whether it is the man who was beheaded and died, or Zhang Huifang, who was pregnant with a snake fetus, or even the male corpse with an iron cone in his heart, it is impossible to be normal.

Yanzi glanced at me and said, "I heard the boss say that your little devil's skills are very good, and even the second sister can't find anything wrong." Still, something went wrong with you. ”

I was shocked to hear this, and thought back to all the details of the previous disposal of the corpse, as if there were no loopholes.

Yanzi laughed and said, "Did you sew that Zhang Huifang's belly on?" ”

I said yes, the woman's stomach had been cut with a large opening, and of course it had to be stitched with a needle and thread. Halfway through speaking, my heart suddenly moved, and I let out an "ah", and suddenly realized: "That woman's belly!" ”

When she was brought by her husband, she was pregnant. But after the thin bamboo pole took out the snake fetus, I directly stitched up the woman's belly. Wouldn't his husband immediately notice that something was wrong when he came to see it?

This is indeed an oversight on my part, and should have been filled with cotton or cotton cloth before stitching.

Yanzi said: "Did the second sister see it in person at that time, but she didn't say anything?" ”

I thought about it, really, the second mother-in-law obviously came to see it at that time, but she didn't point it out on the spot.

"That's it, the reason why the second sister doesn't point it out is because it's the same whether you fill it in or not. Because Zhang Huifang's husband actually knew that there was a problem with the fetus in his wife's womb, so he sent it to us. ”

As soon as I said that, I understood more than half of it. It turns out that the reason why this Ronghua funeral parlor survives is because it takes on some special businesses. Although the list is relatively small, it is expensive in the fine, as the so-called three years do not open, open for three years.

It's also good, and when you don't have a business, you're happy to be idle, and you get your salary anyway.

This morning, as soon as I came in through the iron door, and was about to go to the corpse room, I saw the swallow coming up to me, with her hair tied with a pink headband, wearing a black and white plaid skirt, revealing a fair, plump thigh, and a pair of big red sandals under her feet. This swallow is also in his thirties, but this dress is really tender, just like those seventeen or eighteen-year-old ladies on the street.

When I saw it, I lifted my skirt and said, "How is it, is my sister's dress good-looking?" ”

I said, "It's good-looking, it's just that it's a little inappropriate to dress like this in our funeral home, right?" "The funeral parlor has always been the boundary between the living and the dead, and it is solemn and solemn, which is really incompatible with red, green and green.

The swallow came up and knocked me on the head and said, "I like it, I will!" ”

I covered my head, thinking to myself if women are all this virtue, everything is what I am happy about, and I am the greatest. However, I was a little surprised that Yanzi actually got up so early today, so he said, "Why didn't you sleep today?" ”

Yanzi threw a wink at me: "What, you want to sleep with your sister?" I'll come early tomorrow to store the room, but not today, the boss and they all went to the front hall, and we have to go over and have a look. ”

I couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?" ”

Yanzi made a cold face and sneered: "Someone broke the rules, so they have to send the corpse to the door in broad daylight!" ”

I was taken aback, I heard that our customers are all brought in by some familiar middlemen, we have cooperated for many years, and we all know the rules, how could such a thing happen?

Following the swallow, I turned a few corners and arrived at the waiting room in front. This living room is more imposing than the other houses, and it is a two-story building. We went up the stairs to the second floor, and we saw that there were sofas, coffee tables and other things, and even a TV on the cabinet, but it was very old-fashioned, I don't know how many years ago, I don't know if it can be used.

Ma Boss, Black Hair, Muscular Man, and Skinny Bamboo Pole are already inside. The thin bamboo pole is still the same as before, with long hands and long legs, and the wood is stunned to the pestle, like a long bamboo pole erected there, and there is no expression on his face. Hei Mao was talking to two people, and his voice was quite loud, and it seemed that there was some argument. The muscular man stood to the side, with an honest smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not speak.

Ma Boss sat on the sofa drinking tea, with a gloomy face. There were two people sitting on the sofa opposite him, one was a man in his thirties, short and fat, with a few sparse yellow hairs on his head, a small nose and small eyes, and he looked quite funny.

Next to the fat man, there was also a young man, looking in his twenties, with a very white face, two faint whiskers on his lips, but his expression was very solemn, sitting there with a straight face, his waist straight, and his eyes closed.

When I looked at it, I thought it was funny, this person was not very old, but he was desperately trying to pretend to be old with a tense face.

Looking at the two people who were entangled with black hair, one was a middle-aged man, his face was scorched, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he looked like he was dressed quite richly. The other was a woman dressed quite charmingly, desperately holding on to the arm of the black hair, begging loudly, and almost knelt down.

Seeing us come in, Ma Lao Da frowned, showed a smile, and nodded at me.

I whispered to the muscular man who was in this room.

The muscular man whispered, "Oh, these two are the families of the deceased, one is the father, and the other is the woman...... It is said to be the child's stepmother. He pointed to the two men who were tangled in darker hair.

I looked at them and said, "It's sad to cry, it seems that this stepmother is not bad." "When I was in the village before, there was also a female classmate in the class who lived with her stepmother, and her life was miserable. In this way, this woman is not bad, and she cries very sincerely.

The muscular man smiled: "Where, this woman is crying like this, I'm afraid it's not for the child, but for herself." ”

I let out a "huh", a little confused. "If you're curious, just look at the child's body." ”

When he said this, it was obvious that the child's corpse was strange. Of course, I was even more curious about this about the corpse, and when I heard it, I itched my heart and asked him where he was. The muscular man pointed to a large iron box in the east corner and said that it was there.

The swallow probably hadn't slept enough, yawning all the time, listless, but not interested in looking at any corpses. I had to go alone, the iron box was about a meter long and half a meter wide, the box was very thick, and it was very strong. The lid was open, and when I looked inside, I saw the body of a boy lying inside.

The boy was estimated to be four or five years old, his face was blue, his lips were black, and there were black spots on his body. At first glance, this corpse is nothing special, but when I stepped forward to take a closer look, I noticed that it was abnormal.