Han Xue, who came out of the breakfast stall, carried a big bag of meat buns in her hand, which was given to Xiaobai to eat, and Cheng Jing behind him had already eaten five steamed buns, it is estimated that he may be full.

The two passed by the mobile phone store that had just opened, and Han Xue was ruthless, so she bought the latest best-selling mobile phone for herself and Cheng Jing.

Cheng Jing, who didn't seem to care about anything, couldn't put down his newly bought mobile phone like a child, he never said much, asked this and that for the first time, Han Xue explained while feeling that the money he spent was still worth it.

When Cheng Jing arrived at the community, he separated from Han Xue, and he didn't have to think about it to go to the two uncles and nephews, the three of them had been embarrassed recently, and they didn't know what ulterior they were doing.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiaobai jumping off the sofa, walked to Han Xue and sat down, if he didn't know that it was a wolf, he really thought it was a paparazzi, Han Xue put a big bag of buns into a stainless steel basin specially bought for it, the little white wolf didn't eat, but looked at Han Xue with a look of hope.

Han Xue smiled, bent down to pick up Xiaobai on the ground, and gently stroked the hair on its body, the little white wolf seemed to enjoy it, curled up with his eyes closed and his head curled up, like a child, in fact, it was only a child born less than a month ago.

Cheng Jing came back, he told Han Xue that Uncle Wang had introduced him to a job, and he was going to work tonight, Han Xue was very surprised, he thought that Cheng Jing would stay at his home like this all the time, but he didn't expect him to go to work, and he suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

In view of the fact that Cheng Jing has no work experience and has not graduated from elementary school, Uncle Wang introduced Cheng Jing to a funeral home vigil job, and there are no requirements for the work, as long as you are bold and careful, but these two conditions are really not capable of ordinary people.

Han Xue was in a complicated mood, happy and lost, and a little worried. After all, in her cognition, this is Cheng Jing's work, she is like a little daughter-in-law packing up for her husband who is traveling far away, while chattering to Cheng Jing, while packing Cheng Jing's bags, but I heard that Uncle Wang's relative Wang Feng is also going, and it is the city, and she is still living at home, she suddenly felt inexplicably happy in her heart, and she was also very puzzled.

The vast majority of funeral homes across the country are far away from urban areas, perhaps to avoid it, after all, it involves the dead, and the same is true for the one where Cheng Jing works.

Cheng Jing and Wang Feng navigated according to the map on their mobile phones, and rode the 28-bar bicycle lent to them by Uncle Wang, and it took them three hours to ride to the approximate location.

Cheng Jing was very puzzled, thinking that there was a problem with the map, so he tinkered with it for a long time, and then realized that Wang Feng's second cargo was actually a car navigation, and the car of course only took twenty minutes.

Originally, the two of them who wanted to make a good impression on their first day of work set off early, but now that it is completely dark, they still haven't found a place.

The two of them went around several times in this super-large abandoned factory area, and finally saw a small door in a corner, and the plaque on it vaguely said that the first funeral home in a certain city was written.

I heard Uncle Wang say that a large funeral parlor was built in the northern suburbs of the city two years ago, so the one they worked at was already in a state of semi-suspension, and the work was easy and the income was high, so they called them to come.

Looking at the red brick wall that can't see the edge at a glance, nearly four meters high, and then look at the small iron gate that is only more than one meter wide and two meters high, if you don't see the plaque, Cheng Jing and the others think that this is a prison.

"Brother Cheng, how do you look like a prison here, are we here to go to work or serve a sentence!"

Wang Feng looked at the small door in front of him and said with some suspicion.

"Call, call someone to open the door!"

After Cheng Jing finished talking to Wang Feng, Wang Feng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed the number, the phone rang for a while, and then someone answered.

Cheng Jingli was beside Wang Feng, he heard that the person who answered the phone was a woman, and he had an expression with Wang Feng who was calling, thinking that it couldn't be a wrong call.

The woman on the other end of the phone heard that the two of them were coming to work, so she just asked them where they were, then asked them to wait, and hung up the phone.

"There is still a girl in this funeral parlor, listening to the voice, the person designated to look good, Brother Cheng, we are blessed, hehehe...."

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he showed a very obscene expression, signaling that you understand, Cheng Jing ignored it directly.

Seeing that Cheng Jing ignored himself, Wang Feng was not angry, took out a box of Changbai Mountain brand cigarettes, handed one to Cheng Jing, Cheng Jing took the cigarette, Wang Feng lit it, and the two of them swallowed clouds and spit out fog at the door.

Smoking was learned by Cheng Jing two days ago, and when he followed Uncle Wang's uncle and nephew, they always tempted Cheng Jing, saying that a man who does not smoke or drink will walk in the world in vain, eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and live to ninety-nine....

Cheng Jing couldn't help but try to smoke one, and then he was out of control, he felt that when he smoked, the smoke was inhaled into his lungs to make his mind clearer, and then he could think about some questions that had not been answered in his body.

The small door in front of the two opened, and by the moonlight, the door was opened by a woman wearing a white coat with short hair covering half of her face on the right, who was about the same age as Cheng Jing and them, and the exposed half of her face looked very delicate.

"Come in"

The girl didn't have any extra nonsense, and after saying that, her figure disappeared into the dark corridor.

Wang Feng looked at Cheng Jing, Cheng Jing walked up and followed, Wang Feng finally came in, closed the door casually and followed.

In the corridor, Cheng Jing and the others found that the corridor was lit up every other section, and they could see the road conditions slightly, not as dark as they imagined.

After walking for nearly a minute, a huge front hall appeared on the front side, the roof of the shed is as high as more than ten meters, there are two or three hundred square meters, the hall is brightly lit, the decoration is simple and solemn, and the three big black characters of the funeral parlor are inlaid on the wall facing the door.

Cheng Jing knew that the two of them had come in through the side door, and turned his head to look over, and a few hundred meters away from their location was the gate of the funeral home.

The three of them stood in what looked like a waiting area in the hall, and the girl motioned for them to sit down, and she sat down on the chair opposite, and then introduced herself:

"My name is Xu Qianxia, I am the makeup artist of this funeral home, and the director is my cousin, and he has had something recently, so I will take care of it during this time."

"You also know that a new funeral parlor has been built in the city, so we can't take a single order here for a week, and it's very leisurely. You two work like security guards, patrolling around at night, and you don't need to do anything else, after all, I am the only girl watching such a large funeral parlor at night, and I am a little scared myself. ”

"Girl, how old are you this year, do you have a boyfriend..."

Wang Feng's words were ordinary, as if he remembered that he was coming to work, so he hurriedly changed his words:

"No, no, I mean, sister, do you need me and my eldest brother to carry a corpse like in the novel, and what else is there to wipe the body of the corpse, burn the corpse and pick up the bones."

The girl listened to Wang Feng's words, showed a very shy smile, and said:

"The novels are all fictional, there is nothing you imagined here, the work you said has special people to do, the two of you just need to patrol the entire funeral home at night, although there is nothing valuable here, but in the spiritual room where the urn is stored on the right, when the family comes to visit the deceased, they are willing to put cash under the urn, and we have persuaded them, but they insist on not listening, and we can't help it, so it is easy to attract thieves to visit at night."

Wang Feng patted his chest and promised:

"Sister, don't worry, I'm in the business of being a security guard with my eldest brother, so sister, you can't pull your hair back, you see that your hair covers half of your face."

Saying that, Wang Feng also reached out to pick up the girl's hair that covered her face.

The girl got up and dodged, her face sank, and she said:

"Although this place is not like the description in the novel, there are no ghosts and ghosts, but you two just do the work I just said, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't worry about what you shouldn't care, rest here when you're tired, don't run around, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The latter sentence is very slow and heavy. When the two didn't react, the girl ignored them and walked straight to the right side of the hall, the room with the morgue written on it.