13 Mink Street Chapter 9

　　On "all beings are equal", the hearse of the Immeles family can be said to be the ultimate:

　　 Whether it is a living passenger or a dead passenger, riding in this car will suffer.

　　 Ron is used to it a long time ago, with his head on the corner of the carriage, eight little birds sitting on his feet;

　　 This posture of an obese man seemed very inconsistent, but it allowed him to ensure maximum stability, and even snored to make up for his sleep.

On the other hand, Karen was sitting a little bit tormented. He needed to keep using his hands to support the bottom to maintain his balance. The road in the city was fine. After going out of the city to the suburbs, the road conditions became much worse and bumpy. It's a lot to suffer.

　　 Jeff and Mr. Mossang are even more embarrassed and hug each other amidst the continuous bumps. This posture is like a lover who is lying on the bed and whispering to each other.

　　 Karen, who couldn't stand it, tried to pull the "two" apart more than once, but the space in the car was so big, the two people who had just pulled apart would soon look for each other with the bumps, and then hug each other again.

　　 If there are relatives who follow the car, this situation is impossible. At the very least, they only need to endure limited tremors in the coffin.

　　 But who told Jeff he was a lonely person and got on the welfare bill; and Mr. Mosang, not a welfare bill but better than a welfare bill.

　　 Karen is not qualified to be beaked about the "work attitude" of his family. Even if he made lunch today, he is still a "rice bug" in this family.

finally,

　　 With Uncle Mason turning the steering wheel to the left, the hearse drove into a courtyard similar to a small factory building, with a sign-Hughes Cremation Club hung at the door.

　　 "Hey, Ron, wake up!" Uncle Mason yelled while knocking on the car window.

　　 "Oh, oh, here it is." Ron wiped his mouth and stretched again.

　　 Karen helped put the stretcher down first, and then together with Ron, he moved both Jeff and Mr. Mossan down, and Uncle Mason was responsible for holding the stretcher down so that it would not slide.

　　 At this time, a middle-aged woman in gray overalls came over, holding paper and pen in her hands.

　　 "Hey, what a handsome boy."

　　 The woman stared at Karen first.

　　 "Mrs. Seuss, how are you." Ron greeted warmly.

　　 This is what Paul said, Mrs. Seuss who prefers Ron?

　　 However, in response to Ron's enthusiasm, Mrs. Hughes just responded with a sound from the corner of her mouth, and instead focused more on Karen.

　　 Actually, Mrs. Seuss looks good. Although she is wearing work clothes, she can still see the fullness of her figure. In addition, her skin is very fair.

　　 It's just that when Mrs. Seuss's hand pinched her face, Karen still stretched out her hand unnaturally and took her hand off;

　　 After all, although he can adapt to this good-looking body, he is not adapted to being molested as a boy.

　　 Mrs. Kesius grabbed Karen's hand directly with her backhand, and her fingertips swept back and forth in Karen's palm, which was extremely provocative.

　　 From her gaze, Karen read the greed of those middle-aged and old men looking at the figure of a little girl.

　　 "He is Karen, my brother's son." Uncle Mason handed over a cigarette.

　　 "Oh?" Mrs. Seuss was a little surprised, "Your nephew?"

Mrs. 　　 Seuss took the cigarette and asked Mason to light it up for herself, and continued: "I haven't seen it before."

　　 "Something happened to a buddy's house, and I was hurt a little bit more." Uncle Mason explained.

"Hurt?"

　　 "I fell accidentally."

　　 "Whose wife fell over the window sill?"

　　 "Don't make such a joke, by the way, are you busy today?"

　　 "There is another one ahead, it's burning, just wait a while."

　　 "Just turned on a furnace?"

　　 "I want to open a few more furnaces, but you have to have so many people send me to burn it, and the heating furnace does not cost?"

　　 "Fine, let's push the 'guest' first."

　　 "Well, I'll go ahead and make arrangements, little handsome guy, see you later." Mrs. Seus cast a wink at Karen and turned and walked in first.

　　 Ron was pushing Mr. Mossang alone, while Mason helped Karen to push Jeff's stretcher.

　　 "Mrs. Hughes is a very warm person." Mason lowered his voice slightly and said to Karen.

　　 "Well, yes." Karen nodded.

　　 "Her husband left early. She is now in charge of this cremation club. Although she has never remarried, she has many lovers around him."

　　 "Uncle, don't tell me this."

"Hey, I have to remind you. I also came from your age." Mason reached out and knocked on the iron plate of the stretcher, making a "clang" sound, "Boys at this age can also wear iron plates. ."

　　 "..." Karen.

　　 "You are too old, and you will find a serious girlfriend in the future." Mason asked again.

　　 "Okay, uncle, I see."

　　 Karen knew that Mason did not deliberately want to say bad things about Mrs. Seuss, but that he did not want his young nephew to be uncontrollable and be hooked away by Mrs. Seuss.

After 　　 went inside, Karen clearly smelled a greasy smell.

　　 is greasy...not fragrant or sweet, a bit like a bedroom that has become moldy during the rainy season.

　　 However, the furnishings inside can clearly be seen to be aging. This should be a cremation club with a long history.

　　 "In the early years, this cremation club could hardly be opened, and it was almost bought by another large cremation club."

　　 "And then?" Karen asked.

　　 "Then the large cremation house was discovered. In order to save costs, the furnace was opened at night, so the ashes of others the day before yesterday were given to the families of the deceased today."

　　 Hearing this, Karen widened his eyes: Can this kind of operation be possible?

　　 "Is that..."

　　 "Yes, send the relatives to burn, and then take the ashes of the stranger back. The funny thing is that they have continued this way for several years."

　　 "That's too bad."

　　 "After the incident broke out, the owner of the cremation club didn't know who was stoned to death at night, and the police could not find the murderer because there were too many motivated suspects."

　　 Karen nodded and said, "That's **** it."

Put yourself in your place and think about it, if you send your loved ones here for cremation with the grief of losing your loved ones, and you bring them back, you don't know which stranger's ashes are, and even you have enshrined the altar of ashes for several years, Karen I feel that I will also have the urge to kill.

　　" After that big cremation club went bankrupt, Mrs. Hughes' cremation club continued to survive and operate, but it's difficult now. Large-scale chain funeral companies have long appeared in other cities.

　　 They can connect everything from the hospital, to our deceased care club, to the cremation club, and the transportation in it.

　　 Luojia City, they also opened a branch. A while ago, Winnie also received a call from them, saying that she wanted to buy our house. "

　　 "Grandpa won't agree." Karen said.

　　 "Of course my father would not agree, nor would I agree! Do you know what they did? They centralized the transportation and management of the remains, then centralized mourning, cremation or burial.

　　 is like wholesale vegetables in the market.

　　These capitalists should really be hung up on street lamps!

　　 They only have money in their eyes, and they don't know how to care for the deceased, nor do they know how to respect the dead! "

　　 heard this,

　　 Karen couldn't help but think of Jeff and Mr. Mossang who had been bumped into the hearse before, and they almost kissed each other.

uncle,

　　 How did you have the face to say the word "respect"?

"Our family is okay, although they plan to get our supplier, but because of your grandfather, our business has always been okay." Uncle Mason's tone fell a lot, "But here, Mrs. Hughes started again. It's getting a little harder."

　　 At this moment, Ron, who was pushing Mr. Mossan in front, turned his head and shouted:

　　 "Aha, so I support the Accord Party. Only they are willing to punch those **** capitalists back!"

　　Speaking, Ron also waved his fist.

　　 The Accord Party, Karen saw in the newspaper a few days ago, is a left-wing party that has developed in Roja City in recent years and has gained momentum.

but,

　　 After hearing the three words "The Accord Party",

　　 Uncle Mason immediately shouted:

　　 "Go crazy, support that group of lunatics to go up, they will only mess up our current life!"

　　 Ron shrugged, seemingly too lazy to argue with the boss, and continued to push the stretcher.

　　 Karen looked at Uncle Mason whose neck was flushed. He could understand, because his uncle explained the weakness of the petty bourgeoisie.

　　 This is not a mockery, it may sound like a mockery, but in the final analysis it is the inconsistency of the **** caused by the class of life.

　　 After walking through a not very long aisle, Karen and others finally pushed the stretcher to the "incineration room."

　　 There are three incinerators in the incineration room, but only one is operating.

　　 Out of the glass window, Karen saw a man with messy hair and shaggy beard sitting on the ground.

　　 And at this time,

　　 The incinerator that was originally operating also stopped.

　　 A gray-haired but energetic worker opened the door and shouted to the man:

　　 "Sir, please come and pick up your wife."

　　 Immediately, the old worker saw Mason with a smile on his face, and waved hello:

　　 "Hi, Mason."

　　 "Old Darcy!"

　　 Uncle Mason stepped forward and handed old Darcy a cigarette.

　　 "How many are today?" Old Darcy asked while lighting a cigarette.

　　 Mason made a "two" gesture.

　　 "Oh, God has mercy on you." Old Darcy smiled gleefully.

　　 Of course he knows how much loss cremation means to the Immelais family.

　　 In fact, there is no loss at a loss, but the original local burial can make more profits. After this part of the profit that can be earned is lost, it becomes a "loss."

　　 "Sir, please come to pick up your wife." Old Darcy urged after breathing out a smoke ring.

　　 The man raised his head in a daze, and then stood up silently, but when he saw the incinerator in the glass window, he leaned his back against the wall again, as if he was resisting everything in front of him.

Yes,

　　Who can accept that the dear pillow next to him has become a pile of ashes.

　　 Karen heard Uncle Mason ask Old Darcy in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

　　 Old Darcy shook his head contemptuously while taking a puff of smoke, and responded in a low voice:

　　 "If you don't give a tip, you won't buy the urn in the company, huh."

　　 If the customer gave a tip or purchased the "surroundings" of the company,

　　 will naturally enjoy some special treatment.

　　 For example, if you are afraid or unwell, the old Daxi from the burning chemical industry will help you put the ashes in the cinerary box and hand it over to you.

　　 Of course, there are some people who want to pick up the ashes of their loved ones by themselves, so the old Darcy will help you carefully break the bones to make you pretend to be.

　　 The man didn't know if he had no money, or he really didn't understand this. In his eyes, besides being at a loss, he was still at a loss.

　　Looking at him so stupid, old Darcy said with disdain: "I'm still a psychology professor, I don't even understand this."

Um?

　　 This position attracted Karen's attention.

　　 It's a coincidence, I ran into a colleague.

　　 Karen took the initiative to step forward, looked at the man, and whispered:

　　 "You should pick up your wife now."

　　 "I...I..." The man's hands were shaking.

　　 It can be seen that he is doing a fierce psychological struggle.

　　Actually, if the relationship is good and you have been living together, after the death of your loved one, you will not feel the kind of horror similar to watching a ghost movie on his body or his ashes. On the contrary, you will feel that...very common.

But some people's emotions and psychology are special. For example, Karen had received a patient in his previous life. He and his wife loved each other very much. But when his wife gave birth, he chose to go to the delivery room to accompany his wife. This is a very affectionate move. …Since then, he has left a serious psychological shadow, and finally had to choose to divorce his wife. After that, it was even more serious to the extent that he would tremble with fear when he saw women and children.

　　 "Are you still afraid of your wife?" Old Darcy urged, "Hurry up, they are still in line."

　　 "I...I am not..." The man showed struggle and self-blame on his face. Obviously the old Darcy's phrase "You are still afraid of your wife" made the husband feel deeply guilty and self-blame.

　　 In spirit, there are actually "physical" and "psychological". "Psychological" is actually easy to overcome, but "Physiological" is really hard to handle.

　　 "I am not...not afraid of her...but...but me..."

　　 Karen sighed.

　　 stretched out his hand,

　　 patted the man on the shoulder.

alright,

　　 It depends on the face of the peers.

　　 Karen turned around and walked to Mason:

　　 "Uncle, we are still in a hurry to go home, let me help him collect the ashes."

　　 Old Darcy was a little unhappy when he heard this, and he said in a calm and indifferent way:

　　 "Your nephew is so kind."

In the tone of 　　, there is no compliment.

　　 Mason shrugged and said, "Old Darcy, I'm still rushing home. Mary will blame me again when I go back late."

　　 "Go and go."

　　Old Darcy gave up,

　　 "You push the body up first, and I will pick it up."

　　 Ron pushed Mr. Mosang in, Karen hesitated, and helped Ron to carry Mr. Mosang to the push table of the incinerator.

　　 Although Mr. Mossang "appeared" last night,

　　 expressed his obsession that he did not want to be cremated;

　　 But Karen can't help him, even if the last "Karen" left him 6,000 rupee, it is enough to buy a coffin at cost, but what about the cost of the burial ground?

　　The most important thing is...what reasons and qualifications does he have to let the family give extra treatment to an ordinary customer?

　　 Grandpa is still alive,

　　 Even if the grandfather is gone, the uncle is still there,

　　 This family, it is not his turn to be... well, it is not his turn to lose.

　　 After finishing this, Karen moved to the old Darcy's side and watched the old Darcy grabbing the ashes with an iron hook.

　　Old Darcy turned his head and glanced at Karen who was standing behind him.

　　 asked:

　　 "Come on for the first time?"

"Um."

　　 "Have you seen it before?"

"No."

　　 "It's really a young master." Old Darcy teased.

　　 The male of the Immeles family saw the ashes for the first time.

　　 Karen pointed to a pile of bones on the ground and asked, "Should it be ashes?"

　　 The word "grey", Karen bit it harder.

　　In his impression, after cremation, the ashes should be white and exist like flour.

　　 What you can see before your eyes is a pile of bone fragments. Ash is there, but the bones are the majority, and they are quite large.

　　Old Darcy said puzzledly: "That's it."

"Oh, that's how it is."

　　 Karen suddenly, the film and television works of the previous life deceived herself.

　　 At this time, seeing old Darcy throw the inhaled cigarette **** on the ground, Karen touched his pocket, took out the pack of cigarettes Paul gave him, pulled out one, and handed it to old Darcy.

　　Old Darcy took the cigarette,

　　 looks a lot better,

　　 But still don't forget to remind:

　　 "Good people are not so good."

　　 "Hehe." Karen understood what he meant, and could only explain, "He has been to our school before and gave us a public class. He can be regarded as my teacher."

　　 Hearing this reason,

　　 Old Darcy smashed the filter,

　　 "That's it."

　　 immediately,

　　Old Darcy put on his gloves on his left hand, took a small hammer in his right hand, and squatted down.

　　 began to beat these big bones, breaking them into small pieces.

　　 "Does everyone take away the ashes like this?" Karen asked curiously.

　　Old Darcy said with a "hehe", and said, "Most people will take away some of them."

　　 "Oh." Karen said again, "That..."

　　 "Didn't you see what I'm doing? Look at your uncle's face." Old Darcy shook his shoulders and continued to beat the bones, "It also depends on your grandfather's face."

　　 Big bones, broken one by one;

　　Old Darcy stopped, and pointed to the front table, where there were rows of urns of various styles.

　　 "Bring one here."

"okay."

　　 Karen walked over, glanced around, and found that the cheapest urn actually cost 1,000 rupee.

　　 An ordinary worker, half a month's salary.

　　Of course, what's more expensive is that Karen saw a very delicate and graceful urn with a price tag of 5W Lu coins;

　　 However, it has a lot of dust on it, and it is obviously an old actor.

　　 After all, many people who come to cremation, apart from religious beliefs, are because it is cheaper than burial, so this 5W urn urn is destined to be difficult to circulate.

　　 Karen picked up the urn of 1,000 Lu coins and brought it to Old Darcy.

　　 "Well, I will let Uncle give you the money."

　　Old Darcy let out a "hehe", waved his hand, and said generously, "No need."

　　 "What a shame, 1,000 rupee."

　　 "The cost is 50, the wholesale price is cheaper."

　　 "..." Karen.

NS,

black,

　　 is really so dark.

　　 Old Darcy said with some doubts: "Have you never helped your family before?"

"I do not have."

　　 This part of the memory, the last "Karen" did not have it in his mind.

　　 "No wonder, your family sells coffins and clothes, which are similar to this one."

"Really."

　　 Karen smiled awkwardly.

　　 Ha ha, it turns out that my house is also so dark.

　　Old Darcy began to load ashes. According to the size and shape of the bones, he chose to put the bottom one, the side one, and the middle one...

　　The levels are well-defined and orderly;

　　 makes Karen feel as if he was putting the plate before serving.

finally,

　　 basically nothing is missing,

　　Old Darcy put almost all the ashes in the ashes;

　　 The skull, which was hard and difficult to burn, was finally placed in the uppermost position by the old Darcy;

　　 Then,

　　 "Plack",

　　Old Darcy fastened the urn.

　　 "Give it to him."

"Ok, thank you."

"Ah."

　　 Karen bent over,

　　 picked up the urn.

　　 It's hard to imagine, maybe she was still a living person not long ago, well, even before entering the incinerator, she was still a whole person.

now,

　　 is in the box in my hand.

　　 Karen walked out, and when he walked in front of the man, the man subconsciously stretched out his hands, but flinched.

　　 "She...she..."

　　 "I brought your wife out, don't mind, now, I will give her hand to you."

　　 heard this,

　　 The look of the man suddenly became soothed a lot,

　　'S tone of speech also calmed down slightly:

　　 "No...you are a gentleman."

　　 He finally reached out and took his wife's ashes and hugged it in his arms.

　　 "My Linda... is she really gone?"

　　 Karen replied: "From a physical level, it is indeed gone."

　　 "That..." The man raised his head, his eyes showing hope.

　　 "But in the spiritual world, she is still alive, living in your spirit.

　　 You think, she is there. "

　　 "Yes, yes." The man kept nodding, "As long as I think, she is there, she is still with me, no, she is even closer to me, my Linda."

　　 There was a smile on the man's face, not the kind of hideous smile, but warm, kind, and sunny.

　　 "Linda believes in the Berry religion. According to the doctrine, her body needs to be cremated; did you know that bringing her to a cremation club is more like torture to me.

　　 Thank you. After Linda left, the friends around me persuaded me to look away and accept her leaving. You are the first one to tell me who she is still there. Thank you. I really appreciate you. "

"You're welcome."

　　 The man holding the urn, turned and left.

　　 Karen silently leaned against the wall of the aisle, and slowly took out a cigarette;

　　 At this moment, Mason came over and asked angrily:

　　 "When did you learn to smoke, who taught you?"

　　 Karen replied: "Aunt Mary."

　　 Karen didn't lie, the first cigarette he woke up in this world was given to him by Aunt Mary.

　　 "Um... alright."

　　 Uncle Mason immediately changed his tone and turned off the topic:

　　 "Karen, I know you are kind, but you can't help everyone. If you are used to being kind, you will find that there are really too many people in this world who need help."

　　 "Uncle, I just..." Karen wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain the reason for "coming together", so she nodded and said, "Yes, uncle, I know I can't help too many people."

　　 "No, it's not a problem you can't help, but when you find that more and more people need your help and you can't do anything, you will feel pain."

　　 Karen was taken aback, nodded and said: "What you said is."

　　 Mason was very satisfied with Karen's attitude. He shrugged and said, "In addition, many times being a good person is not a good return."

　　 The voice just fell,

　　 The man who had left the urn in his arms trot over again. He stood in front of Karen and bowed to Karen again.

　　 This bow caught Karen a little bit by surprise. Instinctively, he also bowed to him.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot, the money for the urn has not been given yet."

　　 The man took out an old-fashioned wallet that was a little worn out, obviously some years old,

　　 Of course, the adjectives in front are meaningless and pale,

　　Because the key point to describe a wallet is its...thickness.

　　 It is very thick, to be precise, it is very bulging!

　　 was so full that it could not even be closed!

　　 The one hundred rupee banknote is printed with the portrait of Emperor Rotheland in the history of the Kingdom of Switzerland.

　　 And at this moment,

　　 Rotland the Great was almost so tight that he wanted to be ejected!

　　 It turns out that he didn't have the money to cremation, nor did he have the money to tip, nor did he have the money to buy the urn, but... he didn't expect that one crop at all and didn't have the money to make life experience convenient.

　　 "I have paid the cremation fee before. How much is the urn?" the man asked, "Sorry, I almost forgot before and left directly with Linda's hand."

　　 "Five...cough...a thousand rupee."

　　 Karen wanted to say the cost price of 50.

　　 But I also thought that Old Darcy had also helped, and he cleaned up the ashes very well. This thousand rupee should be used to pay the urn.

　　 He didn't want to use this to make the difference in the past.

　　 After all, he didn't lack small money in his previous life; in this life, he doesn't need to worry about food and drink for the time being. The last "Karen" also saved himself 6,000 RUB private money.

"OK."

　　 The man took out all the money in his wallet. After putting away the empty wallet, he took a thick pile of money and sent it to Karen.

　　 this thickness,

　　This weight,

　　 Uncle Mason looked straight beside him.

Um,

　　 Karen, who hadn't been moved by Xiao Qian before, had his eyes straightened at this moment.

　　 This huge wad of money, at least 20,000 Lu coins, only a lot more!

　　 swallowed subconsciously, Karen said, "You give... too much."

　　"Not much. This is your psychological consultation fee. The psychological service you gave me is worth the price. No, you gave Linda back to me. This little money can't even come to thank you for your great help to me!

　　 But this time, I only had time to go to the bank temporarily to withdraw the cash. I knew I should withdraw more..."

　　 "No, no, it's enough, it's enough." Karen hurriedly comforted him.

　　 "I...I didn't bring a business card, my name is Piaget, Piaget Adams, where is my business card, where is my business card... Do you have any? I hope I can contact you to discuss it in the future."

"I do not…"

　　 "Yes, some."

Uncle Mason on the side of 　　 immediately took out a business card of his own and delivered it, with the words "Inmores Care for the Dead" printed on it.

　　 Piaget held his business card and smiled: "I will visit you at the address above, thank you again."

　　 talking,

　　 Piaget bowed to Karen again.

　　 Karen, who was holding a large stack of banknotes, also responded immediately.

　　 immediately,

　　 Piaget "holds" her wife's hand and leaves again.

　　 Karen counted out a thousand rupee, and prepared to give it to old Darcy later.

　　 Karen handed the remaining money to Mason.

　　 Mason just smiled, pushed the money back, and said:

　　 "You keep it for yourself."

　　 "Don't you have to be a father-in-law?" Karen asked.

　　 Money is a lot of truth, but compared with fate, fate is definitely more important.

　　 If the income is handed over to the public:

Hey,

　　Dis,

　　 Have you seen it,

　　 Not only do I know how to cook, I can also make money!

　　 So please don't kill me!

　　 "He said, what is your fee...Oh, the consultation fee, that is yours, you can put it away, remember to collect it, or tomorrow I will take you to the bank and open an account for you to deposit it in."

　　 "Thank you, uncle."

"No thanks, no thanks." Mason stretched out his hand, drooping Karen's shoulders, and asked, "You just told that...that Piaget, right? I heard everything you said to him. Although I can't hear you. I understand, but I can feel that you solved him well.

　　 Why didn't I know that you would talk to people? "

　　 The former "Karen" was an autistic, how could he go to talk to others?

　　 "I saw it in the book, and also learned some."

　　 "Oh, this way, after I go back, I will discuss with your aunt, then our family can develop another project, just like this time, psychological counseling or psychotherapy.

　　 Did you know that the families of those who have lost their loved ones are very sad and need someone to help them. "

Oh,

　　 Karen understands what Mason means;

　　 In fact, in his previous life, in the high-end funeral homes, counselors would be equipped to solve the relatives of the deceased and provide psychological counseling.

　　 "Can you do this?" Mason continued, "I mean, you don't have to force it."

"sure, no problem."

　　 Karen answered very simply, because of his professional self-confidence.

　　 "That's great, you know, every time I see those grieving family members, I feel so distressed..." Mason clutched his chest.

　　 "Uncle is so kind..."

　　 "Because I know that people will be irrational in that emotion, and will be more willing to spend money than usual, but I don't have enough names to make their money. When I think of this, I feel distressed."

　　 "..." Karen.

　　 "Really give old Darcy a thousand rupee?" Mason asked.

　　 "Hmm." Karen nodded.

　　 "Okay, I'll give it to him." Mason took a thousand rupee and went to find old Darcy in it.

　　 inside the glass wall,

　　Old Darcy used an iron hook to draw a hole in Mr. Mossan's belly.

　　 Then push it into the incinerator.

　　 Karen saw Mason approach old Darcy. Old Darcy was a little surprised, then laughed, turned around and bowed towards Karen who was outside the glass wall.

　　At this time,

　　 Ron also wandered out and lighted a cigarette to relax.

　　 "Ron."

　　 "Well, what's the matter, Master Karen?"

　　 Karen took out 500 Lu coins and handed it to Ron.

　　 "This money..." Ron was a little unsure.

　　 "The gentleman just gave it to anyone who saw it."

　　 "Really, thank you Master, thank you Master."

Ron was very happy to put the money in his pocket. He has no wife and is from the Yueguang clan. Even after paying a monthly salary, he still has to pay for the famine brought down last month. This extra five hundred rupee is enough for him. It's been two nights in the tavern.

　　 Karen asked:

　　 "By the way, UU Read www.uukanshu.com Ron, did the government call you to collect Jeff's body?"

　　 Ron was completely unprepared and replied directly:

"No, we were going to the Huashuiwan Sanatorium to receive Mr. Mossang that morning, but after passing through Mingke Street... No. 125 or No. 130, anyway, we found a frozen man who was frozen to death by the trash can on the street in front of you. Jeff.

　　 We can only send Jeff back first and then pick him up Mr. Mossang. The welfare form was also applied by Mr. Mason afterwards. "

　　 As expected!

　　 Karen immediately came to mind what Uncle Mason said when he drove past the townhouse, which was before 128th:

　　 "However, her family ran into a problem the day before yesterday, and she asked me for help, so I helped to deal with it... She and her husband are looking for a new house to move..."

so,

　　 Uncle is helping him with his first love,

　　 dealt with a corpse!

Wait a moment,

　　 Karen suddenly realized a problem,

　　That is, he "saw" some pictures on the remains of Mr. Mosang and Jeff respectively;

　　Mr. Mossang was unwilling to be cremated. This was proved by Aunt Mary to be true. Because of his religious beliefs, Mr. Mossang was very resistant to cremation.

　　 And if what I saw from Mr. Mosang was true,

　　 Then the woman I saw with Jeff, with only one pair of legs and one face, is it also...really?

　　 Karen immediately came up with the scene on the second floor that he saw when he passed the house, the legs and the red high heels!

so,

　　 Uncle's first love home,

　　 There is a...monster living right now!

　　PS: This chapter is really well written, it deserves a reward.

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