Da Lang looked at Sun Changjuan's collapsed appearance and said coldly.

"You calm yourself down first.

I have a clear idea of the situation. If you want to find out who the ghost is, we at Huangquan Dumpling Restaurant can help you.

As for the labor fee, we will charge 2,000 yuan in view of your family situation.

The rest will be left for your son to buy the medicine.

If you think you can. Wait until you have time after work. Then let's take a trip to Huangquan Dumpling Restaurant. Let's sign a commission contract. We can get to work. ”

After the big wave finished speaking, he pulled me and walked out.

I glanced back at Sun Changjuan, a little worried about him.

The big wave said to me.

"There's a lot going on in the world. We can't solve it.

Some people will naturally produce whatever they have sown for what they have sown.

This woman has some bad thoughts, and there are some things that we can't do in Huangquan Dumpling Restaurant.

If you do it, it will hurt nature and reason, and you will be punished. ”

I sighed helplessly.

In fact, he is also a beloved son.

A poor single mom. It is estimated that it is also surrounded by supernatural events. I'm scared of that. ”

I walked out of the funeral home with Big Wave.

I meet head-on. Curator An who just came to work.

This woman is really enthusiastic. As soon as they saw me and Big Wave, they hurriedly pulled us and didn't let us go.

"Oh, Danhong, you called me this morning and said you were going to the funeral home to have a look, and said what happened to our little grandson? What kind of ghost incident happened?

You'll have to tell me about it. I, the leader of the funeral home, should care about my subordinates!"

It turned out that the woman was nothing more than gossip.

A woman under the sky, the brain circuit really doesn't know what the structure is.

On the surface, he said that he cared about his subordinates and colleagues. In fact, it's not to satisfy the selfishness of his own gossip.

The big waves can't shake off Director An's enthusiasm.

They had to take me with them. Came with him to Curator Ahn's office.

It wasn't until I came to the curator's office that I sighed from the bottom of my heart. This funeral parlor is really a rare fat difference.

Director Ann is a middle-aged woman in her early 40s, and her office is as large as a small library.

It's empty and empty.

There is a large desk measuring 3 meters × 1.5 meters.

There is a domineering and delicate tea set on it.

Even the tea pet is exquisite, topaz carving, about four or five pounds of a giant Pixiu, placed next to the tea set, as a tea pet.

I stepped forward to take a closer look at this topaz Pixiu, with a big mouth, and three copper coins on his back.

I asked.

"I've seen Pixiu in the past, but I've never seen anyone with copper coins on them. What's so special about that?"

The security manager smiled and invited me to sit down with Big Wave, and he explained it to me.

"The three copper coins on Pixiu's back. They represent positive wealth, external wealth and partial wealth.

Pixiu is an ancient giant beast that can only be eaten, and it is particularly effective in attracting fortune.

I, Pixiu, have specially invited a few Buddhist masters to open the light. Ever since I put this Pixiu on the table, the business of our funeral home. Okay, that's amazing. ”

I couldn't help but wonder, is the funeral parlor doing well? Doesn't that mean that the number of deaths in Bincheng has increased?

Big Wave sat on the high-end soft cow sofa and leaned back. Crossing Erlang's legs, he is domineering.

"Sister An, now the society is seriously aging. Like your funeral home, business is only getting better.

My dad told me many years ago. Say you have a good nose. The tip of the nose is round and full. At first glance, it is the life of gathering wealth. ”

I couldn't help but laugh in my heart. Big waves can really flicker. This Sister An, although the tip of her nose is a little rounder, there is an obvious bone joint on the bridge of her nose. If it is according to the photo book

, this woman is really a hard one.

But it makes sense. If the director of the funeral parlor is not hard, where can he live so many dead people.

Sister An sat on her high-end sofa recliner.

He began to fiddle with the tea set in front of him.

"Danhong, what kind of tea do you like to drink? These are all centuries-old tea. Your sister An's here are all good things. ”

I almost burst out laughing when I heard that.

Jin Jun Mei is a century-old tea? This is obviously a new variety, is it good? Someone drank Jin Jun Mei 100 years ago.

I'm afraid this security chief is not traveling back from the future.

Big Wave clears his throat.

"I have a bad stomach and don't like tea. A glass of warm water is fine. ”

Curator An turned to me again.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

"What about you?"

I scratched my head in embarrassment.

"Same as our hostess. A glass of warm water. ”

Director An was suddenly a little interested.

A kind of Versailles literature is now in vogue. It's just a flaunting of wealth outside the corners. In my opinion, this Curator An does not look like he was born in a wealthy family, but rather like the kind of poor man who suddenly became rich.

So, whether you speak or show your style. It's all full of Versailles literature.

Curator An grabbed a large handful of Pu'er from his teacup, and I looked at his posture, which was really a waste of good things.

Then he pressed the small induction cooker button next to him. Start boiling water.

Curator An did not forget the purpose of his call. Hurriedly asked.

"Alas, Danhong, what's the situation with that little grandson?"

Big Wave is vague.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that there is a little situation around me. He suspected that a ghost might be haunting him. It's not really a big deal. ”

Curator An listened to it and didn't seem to be very satisfied with this answer.

She told us with great interest.

"You don't know. Xiao Sun, this person is very weird. Ever since her husband died, he seems to have had a problem with his brain. ”

Hearing this, I was a little curious.

I asked.

"Sister An, Sun Changjuan and her husband heard that they died in a car accident. ”

Curator An nodded.

"Yes, it was a big deal. She and her husband just divorced in the morning. Her husband died in a car accident at night. There is also a female junior in the car.

Xiao Sun, her former old woman, is a good thing. said that his son was killed by his grandson.

With a group of relatives, he was blocked in the funeral home for three or four days, and he insisted that we hand over our little grandson and pay for his son's life. ”

"And then?"

The big waves also raised the interest.

Curator An's face was full of excitement and said mysteriously.

"At that time, the bodies of her husband and the junior were parked at our funeral home. Sun Changjuan automatically asked for help. I'm going to put on makeup for her husband and that little mistress.

At that time, our funeral home was understaffed. There are only two mortuaries to use. Another mortuary also went out for an internship. We had to agree to let Xiao Sun paint.

I remember that day.

Xiao Sun locked himself in the morgue and cried and laughed at the two corpses. It's scolding again.

Makeup for two people. Paint all night.

Wait until the next morning, we push people out. And guess what?"

Big Wave shook his head.

"What's the matter? He didn't paint it properly?"

Curator Su slapped his thigh.

"The makeup is nice and lifelike. But when these two people are cremated, the one that burns is called a fast one.

Wait until the corpse is picked up and the ashes are cleaned.

You know what? It was all bits of bones, not a single piece of it. ”

"What does that mean?"

I'm a little confused.

Curator Su explained to us.

"Most of the bodies that have been cremated like ours are burned with their bodies and clothes burned. The bones of the body, the cartilage what can be burned, like hard bones. We're all pushing to smash with an axe. Then a stream of brains is stuffed into the urn.

The two corpses of Xiao Sun, her husband and Xiao San'er. It's all broken bones, do you know what that means?

We have some specialized veterans here who have been in this industry for decades. They all said that it was Xiao Sun that night.

The corpses of her husband and that little junior have been broken into thousands of pieces!

And then the bones are spliced together little by little, anyway, the torture is not light. ”

When Big Wave and I heard this, we couldn't help but gasp.

At this point, the boiling water has been boiled.

Curator An poured the boiling water directly into the teacup. Do not wash the tea, directly buckle the tea lid.

Dare to love, this woman doesn't know how to drink tea at all.

Curator An poured two more glasses of boiling water.

One cup is handed to the big wave, and one cup is handed to me.

I quickly bent down to take the glass and nodded in thanks.

Curator An said leisurely.

"Actually, it's understandable. After all, a good family. Let a vixen destroy it!