"I just happened to be here for something." Gu Beisheng responded with a smile, and then stood on the same side of her.
When he turned to look at the couple, his eyes were sharp: "If you have something to communicate with, how can you hit someone?!"
The husband frowned, realizing that he had done something wrong, but when he looked at the undertaker, his face was still full of anger, and he said in a evasive manner: "Tell me! What should I do now! How should I take my daughter's body with me? Go meet people!”
Gu Beisheng looked at the undertaker silently and said nothing.
She knew that Xiao Xiao was not a random person, and she must have her own reasons for turning the deceased into this.
Xiao Xiao raised his hand and took off his hat, took out a suicide note from his pocket, and handed it to the father of the deceased: "This fell from my inner pocket when I was changing her clothes. I think her death was not An accident.”
The deceased died in a car accident. After his body was knocked over, friction occurred when he landed on the ground, so the skin on his face was moderately damaged. He needed the help of an embalmer to put on makeup before he could see anyone.
The man took the suicide note, scanned a few lines, and looked at Xiao Xiao coldly: "Even if she had a suicide note, it doesn't prove that she committed suicide. Her death has been determined to be a traffic accident..."
"You misunderstood." Xiao Xiao interrupted him: "I'm not arguing with you about the real cause of death of the deceased. That's what the police have to do. I'm just helping the deceased tidy up." M.biQuge.biZ
Hearing this, the man held the suicide note, with fire reflected in his eyes: "You also know that you help my daughter tidy up her appearance, so tell me how you tidied her up and put such heavy makeup on her. What means?!"
Xiao Xiao frowned, grabbed the suicide note from his hand, turned it over, and pointed at the last few lines.
He was a little excited and said loudly: "Can I trouble you and read your daughter's suicide note patiently? You don't care why she wrote the suicide note and why she wanted to die?!"
Hearing this, the man was in a daze. His wife beside him took the suicide note and read it carefully.
A few minutes later, my wife's hands were shaking slightly and there were tears in her eyes.
Gu Beisheng stepped forward to help pass the tissue and at the same time read the contents of the suicide note.
It turned out that the deceased had long wanted to die because the family environment was too repressive. No one had ever listened to her inner voice and always asked her to act like a good girl.
She was not happy at all. She wanted to try a different style and live her own life.
But the suicide note is more like a confession, and the content expressed is not completely negative.
She just wanted to have the opportunity to be more free, and she didn't really think about it.
It was just God's will that a car accident happened just after I wrote the suicide note.
Zhencheng's last suicide note.
"I'm sorry..." His wife burst into tears and leaned to the side. Gu Beisheng quickly supported her with quick eyes and followed her back.
The wife murmured in a low voice: "We shouldn't control her like this, we should listen to her ideas more, and we shouldn't scold her for not dressing well or wearing heavy makeup."
The husband's throat was rolling, and the anger in his eyes turned into a little guilt, but he still pursed his lips tightly and refused to speak for a long time.
Xiao Xiao explained in a cold tone: "I am an embalmer, and I should indeed follow the opinions of the deceased's family, but I want to respect the opinions of the deceased himself. She has always wanted to try bold punk-style makeup. I want to let people know her." Her people can see the style she likes.”
"No!" The man turned his head and stared at her fiercely: "Everyone will gossip. She usually has a well-behaved image. People will not adapt to her appearance. As long as you change her makeup now, I can forgive you. You are so arrogant!"
"Do you think you should care about other people's opinions even after she dies?" Xiao Xiao asked sharply: "You never cared about her thoughts when she was alive, and you are not willing to respect her after her death. She is yours after all. Daughter, or your puppet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the staff next to him felt their foreheads beating wildly.
They are here to appease the family members and cannot let the conflict get worse.
Why is this undertaker less and less afraid of getting into trouble the more he talks about it? If it affects the reputation of the funeral home or causes any legal disputes, then he cannot be suspended from work?
"Xiao Xiao, please stop talking!" At the same time, he kindly reminded: "Mr. Li is the biological father of the deceased. You must have your own considerations. Don't contradict him."
Xiao Xiao glanced sideways at his colleagues and said, "I don't want to say more. You asked me to come out and explain. This is my explanation."
The anger that Mr. Li had just suppressed started to bubble up and was about to explode again.
Gu Beisheng helped to save the situation: "Mr. Li, I think what the embalmer did is right. In fact, it can be seen from the letter that Miss Li does not care about the outside world's opinions. What she cares about from the beginning to the end is the opinions of her parents. That's why she I have been in a dilemma between being myself and listening to you, and I have anxious and depressing thoughts.”
As she spoke, her tone was much softer: "I have children myself. I don't want to teach you, but I think that as parents, we all have the same feelings towards our children. We just hope that the children will be well, but we impose our own ideas on them. When it comes to children, it may not be really good for them.”
At this point, her beautiful fox eyes flashed with sincerity, which was so calming for no reason: "Today is the funeral of the deceased, let her be what she wants to be, okay?"
After saying that, his wife reached out with tears in her eyes, took Mr. Li's arm, shook her head, and said softly: "Forget it, if Xiaozhi likes it, let her go. I hope she can be happy."
Xiao Xiao answered in time: "I imitated her favorite star during her lifetime, and she wore punk makeup for the show. She will like it."
Seeing this, the staff helped to calm the atmosphere, walked to Mr. Li, and reminded: "The funeral is about to start, and even if you want to change your makeup, it will be too late. It may destroy the original makeup, which will be self-defeating and affect your image. "
"Yeah, maybe people won't be too harsh on the deceased. If they knew it was the makeup the deceased liked, everyone would understand."
The two staff members helped the couple to the funeral while lobbying.
Only Gu Beisheng and Xiao Xiao were left standing there, watching them go away.
Gu Beisheng took a breath and turned to look at his friend with a smile on his lips: "It's strange that you usually have a gentle personality, but when it comes to work, you become rigid. Even if you want to respect the wishes of the deceased, you can Use a tactful way to obtain the consent of the deceased’s family first.”
"Time was tight. When I was asked to take over, there was only one day. I was only thinking about designing a suitable makeup and forgot to communicate this to my parents."
"Have you forgotten it, or do you think Mr. Li won't agree, so you should kill it first and tell it later?"
Being clicked on his thoughts, Xiao Xiao smiled helplessly: "Okay, tell me why you appear here."
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