After the girl entered, my heart was in my throat.
If I ruin the reputation of the funeral home on my first day at work, I will become a complete disaster.
After a while, many family members came one after another.
Seeing no one around, I put my ear to the crack of the door. Apart from the constant sobbing, there was nothing unusual in the room.
Tsk, that shouldn’t be the case.
"Click"
The door lock made a faint sound, and I shrank back into the shadow of the corner like a rabbit.
Through the light in the room, I saw family members helping each other out. They seemed not to notice the changes in the deceased at all.
Driven by curiosity, I slowly approached the door and quietly opened it a crack.
Just when I was about to look inside, the door was suddenly opened, and I was caught off guard and fell into pieces.
I lay on the ground and took a look. I saw a pair of black high-heeled shoes. When I looked up the trouser legs, I saw that this person was the thin girl.
Leaning against the wall is not a good thing at all, but now that someone has discovered it, I feel like I have been caught and raped in bed.
I quickly stood up and cleared my throat, trying not to look so embarrassed.
The girl held her shoulders and tilted her head to look at me: "Are you from the funeral home?"
"Y-yeah."
After a pause, I quickly explained: "What happened tonight has nothing to do with the funeral home. If anything happens, come to me."
The girl held the frame of the mirror with one hand, nodded cryptically, and said something that confused me.
"Good."
I looked at her confused, but before I could say anything, the girl had already reached out her hand.
"Chen Jiayan, the undertaker."
I was startled suddenly, and then took a long breath.
It scared me to death. I thought it was a family member, but the co-author was one of my own.
I tilted my head and looked back, and saw that the deceased lying on the iron bed had been neatly tidied up, his face had been wiped clean, and there was no trace of stain at all.
Sure enough, it was her who wiped my butt.
If it weren't for her, my family would probably have to put me in a furnace.
I quickly held her hand and kept saying thank you.
At the same time, I also became a little curious about the girl in front of me.
The main job of the embalmer is to put makeup on the dead. You must know that not all dead people are kind and peaceful. There are many masters with ferocious faces.
As for the work content, it is not as easy as applying powder and makeup.
If you encounter something that is broken by a car, you have to use a needle and thread to sew it up stitch by stitch.
This Chen Jiayan looks weak and weak, but she is actually capable of doing this job. Just speaking of her confidence, it is really admirable!
"I've packed up the inside, so don't go in. If you break something again, I won't be able to help you."
Chen Jiayan interrupted my curiosity with one sentence. When I was about to speak, she had already passed by me.
"Click, click..."
In the empty corridor, except for the faint light, the only sound left was the sound of high heels hitting the ground.
I turned around, closed the door to the morgue, and walked quickly towards the dormitory.
I didn’t make any money tonight, but I want to try to make money tomorrow.
When I returned to the dormitory, the room was already filled with loud snoring. Liu Shan was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, snorting from time to time.
I sighed helplessly and endured it.
When I opened my eyes the next day, I was so frightened that I almost lost my soul. Liu Shan stood beside my bed like a wooden stake and stared at me.
Even if I didn't want to cause trouble, I was startled as soon as I opened my eyes, and I couldn't help but feel angry.
I patted my chest and said displeasedly: "What are you doing so early in the morning? Watching my wake?"
Liu Shan sneered a few times: "I went to the morgue this morning and found that the old lady slept more peacefully than you did last night!"
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was told to hold on to him with a gun and a stick. I felt very unhappy, so I turned around and asked.
"What do you mean by saying this to me?"
Liu Shan held a dry pipe in his mouth, sat back on his bed, and looked at me sideways: "You want to make money, but in everything you do, you must respect the dignity of old and young."
"Don't always think about competing for food with me, you are too young."
After saying that, a strong puff of dry smoke was sprayed in my face.
I fanned impatiently, put on my clothes and walked out without making a sound.
Just as I thought, he didn't like me because he thought I was delaying him from making money.
Moreover, judging from the meaning, he must have been here for some years, otherwise he would not dare to threaten me openly.
This old man is a bit difficult to deal with.
However, his every move caught my attention.
As the old saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet?
Looking at him like this, he doesn't know any yin and yang skills at all. In this business, something evil will happen to him no matter what. How did he survive?
By luck? Isn't this too nonsense?
Forget it, I don't have the capital to break up with him now. I finally found a job and I can't lose it again.
When we arrived at the morgue, a burst of noise reached my ears. I looked back and saw that it was the same group of family members from last night.
When I got closer, I realized that Mr. Yin Yang, who was sent by the family, had arrived, but we couldn't agree on the price because of it.
From what they said, the difference seems to be quite a lot.
I listened outside for a while, then squeezed in through the crowd. Seeing that I was wearing the overalls of a funeral home, they didn't stop me.
I looked at the male member of the family and stretched out my hand: "Give me a cigarette."
As soon as these words came out, everyone shut their mouths, as if they had seen aliens.
