Aunt Winnie was on the phone when she saw Aunt Mary pass by in the living room, coffee pot in hand.

"I'll send it to you later." Aunt Winnie said to Aunt Mary with a microphone.

"It's okay, I'll take it down by myself. The death of the mother and daughter who jumped off the building is a bit miserable. I'm afraid Molly will be scared if she stays alone for a long time."

"OK."

Aunt Winnie smiled,

Continue to make the next call while making a record on the side register.

She didn't know what presents her nephew was planning to give, but now, what everyone in the Inmeles family disliked the most was to stop and do nothing, after all, that depressive atmosphere would make people extremely tormented.

Aunt Mary went back to the basement with the coffee pot,

Standing at the door of the workshop,

She watched with some surprise as Ms. Molly was mending the skin of the corpse with a needle and thread.

The stitches are fast, without any hesitation, and everything seems natural and calm.

"You really surprised me."

Ms. Molly smiled when she heard Aunt Mary's words, and said:

"Just thinking about how pitifully they died, I don't feel scared at all. Is it normal for me, ma'am?"

"As I said, you can just call me Mary. It's normal for you to behave like this. In fact, most people are not afraid of the remains of their loved ones."

"But they are not my relatives."

"Pity is also an emotional fetter."

Aunt Mary sighed and sat down on another round stool beside her.

It's easier for Hisoka and his mother to deal with it. Hisoka died of poison, so he only needs to put on makeup;

Hisoka's mother was hanged, the makeup needs to be thicker, the fracture in the neck can be covered with clothes, and then the cortex is tightened with staples at the back of the neck, so that it can look normal when lying in the coffin .

Tomorrow is the mourning meeting, so there is not much time reserved, plus there are still four corpses coming together, even if there is Molly as an assistant, you still have to pay extra attention.

In addition, the faces of the mother and daughter who died after jumping off the building were severely damaged, requiring refilling and suturing of the outer skin.

Aunt Mary also picked up her needle and thread, and said to Ms. Molly:

"Molly, do you have any pigskin left?"

"Here." Ms. Molly handed over the plate.

"You don't use it much?" Aunt Mary glanced at the plate, then stood up curiously and looked at the face that had been mostly repaired by Molly.

"I just need to keep the face normal. I took the skin from other parts of her body and used it."

"That's not appropriate."

"Isn't it suitable?" Ms. Molly wondered, "I think, if I were them, I would rather choose to use skin from other parts of my body to sew on my face than pigskin."

Aunt Mary suddenly felt that what Ms. Molly said was very reasonable, because she would make such a choice because of empathy.

but,

After a while,

Aunt Mary still spoke:

"The relatives wouldn't like it if they found out."

"Okay, I see."

Aunt Mary looked at the girl in front of her who was being repaired by herself, sighed, and said:

"Sometimes, it's really helpless."

Ms. Molly picked up her coffee cup and drank it down;

Then while pulling the needle and thread, he said:

"lady…"

"Call me Mary."

"Mary, life is like durian cake sometimes, maybe it just smells bad."

Aunt Mary thought Molly was just comforting herself,

So he joked accordingly:

"But I'm allergic to durian."

…

"You can choose to place the coffins side by side. The husband's is here, the wife's is here, the mother's is here, and the little girl's is in the middle." Mason was making the arrangement, and Ron nodded beside him.

"The tables and chairs should be spread out a little, so that the guests don't have to sit inside, but put them all in the yard, so that the interior space can appear larger."

"As for the drinks, they will be delivered later. They are all good wines."

"For the meals, my nephew Karen will do it."

"You've arranged it very well, sir," said Ron.

Mason took a few steps back,

Facing the position of the mortuary table in the living room on the first floor, he bowed;

Ron asked curiously, "Sir, the coffin hasn't been placed yet."

"I'd be disgusted if I bowed after the coffin was laid out."

"That's not enough, sir, although the death is a bit miserable, but it's not like we didn't have the worse death..."

"Ron, I'm sick of myself."

Ron fell silent.

Mason opened the screen curtain of the window on the first floor, and saw the crowd still gathered outside the yard.

"They are very neat. They have been neat since I came back at noon. Look at what they are doing now, are they practicing shouting slogans?"

"Yes, sir." Ron nodded. "They are indeed practicing chanting slogans. I think it should be prepared for tomorrow."

"But it should be evacuated. The reporters' cars have already left."

Mason took out a cigarette and handed one to Ron;

Ron took out the lighter and lit it for Mason and himself.

"Actually, I really hope that a double-barreled shotgun will be arranged in the mourning service tomorrow. When the mourning service starts, I will walk out with the gun in hand."

"Oh, sir, that's not the way you are."

"Is it…"

"Two double-barreled shotguns, or what would I use."

"Yes, two."

Mason pointed in one direction: "You come out from there tomorrow with a gun in your hand, and I will come in through the door with a gun in hand, and then we will be bang bang bang bang!!"

"Yes, yes, it's best to make a barbed wire fence at the door in advance to stop them."

"Right, that is it."

Mason, who was holding a cigarette, suddenly became depressed, and so did Ron.

Two big men stood face to face in the empty mourning hall;

"Ron, go outside and see if the drink cart has arrived."

"Okay, sir."

yard,

Alfred crossed his legs in the chair;

Earlier, a few female reporters outside took a few photos in his direction.

Ron came out, saw that there was no sign of a liquor cart outside, stopped, looked at Alfred, and asked:

"Hey buddy, I've always thought your overalls look great, where did you get them?"

"The boutique clothing store on Rhine Street." Alfred replied.

It was the neighborhood where Piaget and Mrs. Seymour lived, and it could no longer be called a wealthy district, but a "noble district".

When Ron heard this, he immediately laughed;

"Yes, I often buy clothes there, and the clothes in other clothing stores don't have that smell."

"Indeed." Alfred tugged at his collar, "This is the same style of work clothes that His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ruilan Royal Family specially designed to be close to the people when he paid condolences to the miners in Belwyn City last year."

Ruilan has a royal family, but most of the time it is just a mascot. From time to time, it also provides various lace news for Ruilan citizens to enrich their spare time life.

"Man, you shouldn't be a corpse mover, you can be a salesman, and the commission will be higher." Ron suggested.

Alfred smiled,

Pulling down the brim of my hat a little to block the moonlight that has already come out,

road;

"But I prefer to be in contact with corpses. Different corpses can give me different touches. I really like this job."

"hiss…"

Hearing this, the old corpse mover Ron couldn't help but get some goosebumps.

"Miss Mina and the others are back from school, I'll go to greet them, lest they be frightened by the hyenas that haven't receded outside."

"OK."

Alfred stretched slightly,

Looking up at the window sill on the third floor diagonally behind,

There sat a young figure.

…

"The people out there have finally left," Karen said, peeling an orange.

Pu'er drank the lipstick tea, and then began to taste the bowl of carp baked noodles in front of him.

"The taste is good, but I feel that this dish should be better."

"Because our family is not all cats, I have to prepare dinner for the whole family after I finish cooking for you."

"I'll forgive you this time, for the sake of the new dishes."

"hehe."

Karen threw the orange peel into the trash can next to the dining table, then walked to the second floor, and shook the rope at the corner of the stairs, and the crisp bell sounded immediately.

Originally, there was no such thing at home, it was Karen's own arrangement.

Every time I make a dinner and ring the bell to wait for the family members to come and prepare to eat, I can always give myself a sense of ritual satisfaction.

dinner time.

Mina, Lent, and Chris who came back from school didn't know what happened at home today, but they could feel that the adults were generally not in a good mood today, so they, who originally liked to share interesting things about school at the dinner table, Today is also very quiet with wit and humor.

Diss still sat in the main seat, glanced at the faces of his family members, and said:

"When eating food, you need to be as enthusiastic and cheerful as possible. This is the most basic respect for the person who prepares the food."

Everyone picked up their forks and started eating.

Diss was the first to finish eating and left the table.

After Diss left, Uncle Mason said to everyone:

"Mina, Chris, Lunt, ask for leave tomorrow and stay at home to help. Except for Mary and Molly, everyone else will go to bed early tonight and start work at four o'clock tomorrow."

after dinner,

Except for Aunt Mary and Ms. Molly who had to stay up late to catch up with work, everyone else went to bed early.

Karen took a shower and walked back to the bedroom.

"Brother, did something happen at home?"

"It has nothing to do with you, don't think too much, go to bed early."

"Well, brother, you go to bed early too."

Karen sat down at the desk, took out the Symmetra again, and read it again.

This time, he did not skip the page, but carefully looked back from the very beginning of the mythological narrative.

When the clock passed twelve o'clock, Karen silently put away the book, feeling a little unfinished.

The sense of atmosphere and sense of substitution in this reading is simply incomparable with yesterday.

go to bed,

lights out,

Karen silently looked out the window,

You look forward to tomorrow,

I look forward to,

It's tomorrow night.

…

half past three,

The lights in Inmeles' house were already on.

Ron and Alfred put the remains of a family of four into coffins, rolled them out from the basement, and placed them in the mourning venue.

And at this time,

There was a knock on the door outside.

Uncle Mason, with a cigarette in his mouth, cursed, "Oh, it's so early."

Mina went to open the door: "Uncle Rot."

Standing at the door was the Rott family, and even Sarah's grandma came here with the support of her daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

At this point, it's very cold outside;

While rubbing his hands, Rot carefully asked Mason inside:

"Excuse me, can I come and see Hisoka now?"

"Okay, please come in."

Uncle Mason immediately raised his hand to signal over there to play the music.

Subsequently,

He, Alfred and Ron stood on both sides, indicating that the Rott family could come in to mourn.

The mourning time was not too long, but after looking at each coffin, the family gathered at the door again.

Uncle Mason stepped forward and asked, "Shall I drive you home?"

"No, no, you are busy today, so don't bother."

Rott looked much older, and his eyes didn't have that luster.

At this moment, Rott's old mother took out an envelope wrapped in black gauze from her bosom, and handed it to Mason.

This is a deposit.

Mason shook his head and said, "Someone has already paid the funeral expenses, and there is no one to collect the funeral money."

If the whole family is dead, who will collect the money?

The old lady insisted: "Not much, just a little heart, for funerals."

Uncle Mason smiled politely: "Old Madam, someone has already paid for the funeral expenses."

The old lady stubbornly stuffed the envelope into Mason's pocket,

lips trembled,

Bite out a few words:

"Their money is...dirty."

Uncle Mason's face turned red immediately, he raised his neck and took a deep breath.

Rot pulled his old mother back and signaled his wife to take his mother out first. He took the initiative to apologize to Mason:

"I'm sorry, my mother didn't mean that, it was just...just..."

"It's okay, I know, I understand." Uncle Mason's eyes were a little red, but he asked again: "I should send a car to take you home. By the way, how did you get here?"

At this point, there are no trams.

"No, let's not go home, I plan to take my family to a nearby park today, sit for a day, and then catch the latest tram back.

A reporter came to give me money last night, quite a lot, 5,000 rupees, and told me to come here for an interview today, and after the interview was completed, they would give me another 5,000 rupees.

I refused and told them to go find someone else, but I was afraid that they would come to my house to look for me again today, so I thought about taking my family members out first to hide.

Adding up the front and back, ten thousand rupees, even if it is summer all year round, I can't make that much by selling slippers. "

Rot took his cigarette out of his pocket,

smiled,

"I won't give you cheap cigarettes."

He took one in his mouth, took out a match, lit it,

turn around,

While walking outside, he said;

"I came out to hide because I was afraid that I would really not be able to withstand the temptation of 10,000 rupees. Oh, what a lot of money."

…

Karen woke up at half past seven.

His schedule has always been very stable. Even if there is something to do at home in the morning, he doesn't have to get up early. For example, today, his responsibility is meals, breakfast is not included, only lunch and afternoon snacks.

Standing on the window sill on the third floor and looking out, the outside is already very lively.

The group of "white roses" that appeared yesterday gathered again today, still sitting quietly and shouting slogans.

At the same time, a group of "workers" with obvious stains on their faces came here and joined the demonstration, holding slogan signs.

I don't know where they got off the night shift and made themselves so dirty this early in the morning, so they rushed here without taking a break.

Reporters have also arrived and started taking pictures.

Of course, this is still morning, and it will definitely be more lively at noon.

Karen ate breakfast first, and habitually flipped through the newspapers while eating breakfast. "Luo Jia Daily" is crazy today. Almost half of the first page, the second page, and the third page are completely tracking the workers who marched. Represents family suicides.

Moreover, in the process of describing the incident, a lot of attacks on the old mayor were added.

It is no longer like reading a news report, but more like reading a suspense novel, because many details here seem to imply that the old mayor sent someone to assassinate them because the parade made the old mayor lose face.

Are you not satisfied with normal suicide?

Karen noticed the name of the editor-in-chief... Humill.

After breakfast, Karen began to prepare food for noon.

Grandpa in the priest's clothes was just walking downstairs;

"Grandpa, have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

"Yeah." Karen nodded and continued to make her own spring rolls.

The meals definitely don’t need to be gourmet, and Karen doesn’t bother to cook carefully. Fried spring rolls, fried eggplant pancakes, and fried rice with eggs are enough.

Next, while the kitchen was busy, Karen clearly heard the rising noise downstairs;

some cry,

with speeches,

He even shouted neatly at one point:

"Sixson, come out and make amends!"

half past ten,

Karen went downstairs with the spring rolls. Seeing this, Mina, Lunt, and Chris went upstairs to help fetch food and set the plates. It was a buffet style. If you wanted to eat, you would take the plates yourself, and the same was true for drinks.

put down the plate,

Karen wiped her hands on her apron;

At this time, Grandpa was standing beside the coffin and praying, while the crowd below were performing to their heart's content;

A few local stars performed particularly exaggeratedly, holding the coffin of Hisoka's family and weeping there, as if it was their own parents who died.

Journalists struggled to capture these moments;

There is also a female star, wearing a black dress, looking very aloof. She first walked to the corner of the bathroom with her assistant. When she came out, something should have been wiped in her eyes. She stood upright under the coffin, crying Slowly dripping from the eye sockets.

The assistant next to him immediately ordered the reporters to take pictures quickly.

After shooting,

While wiping her eyes with a handkerchief from the assistant, she complained softly:

"It's really noisy here, and it also affects my rest."

The assistant comforted in a low voice: "This is the end, this is the end, the appearance fee of 100,000 rupees has been obtained."

The female star's complexion immediately eased a lot.

It's just that when they were talking, they almost ignored the waiter wearing an apron standing beside them...Karen.

Next, some celebrities from Luojia City came to present flowers and condolences, and then stood in the center of the stage to speak one by one, attacking the old mayor of Sixon.

That Mr. Morph caught Karen's attention.

"Mr. Morph is here, hurry up."

"Take a quick shot, the one in front gives way, it's blocking the camera."

Morph?

A tall, well-built middle-aged man with elegant movements.

He attracted Karen not because of his appearance, but because Karen happened to have a pack of Morph gold frame cigarettes in his pocket, which were produced by his tobacco factory.

"Karen."

A familiar voice came, it was Piaget.

"Mr. Piaget, if you want to mourn, you have to queue up there." Karen reminded.

Piaget shook his head and said, "I don't know them, so I don't mourn."

"Oh, okay, do you eat spring rolls?"

"Huh? I'll try it."

Piaget took a sip of the spring rolls, pointed to the dipping material next to it, and asked, "Is this fruit vinegar? Why is it black?"

"Vinegar," Karen replied.

There are several flavors of dipping sauces beside the spring rolls and eggplant cakes, including sweet sauce, spicy sauce, and sesame sauce, as well as Luo Jia's local flavor sauce.

Piaget dipped the spring rolls in vinegar before putting them into his mouth, nodded and said:

"I think this food should be the most suitable match with it."

"Yes, you have the same taste as I do."

However, the spring rolls on the table were eaten a lot, and the other dipping ingredients were replenished two or three times, but the vinegar was not touched much.

"Doris is here, Doris!"

The environmental protection girl Doris appeared here, and the crowd burst into cheers immediately.

Doris also gave a speech, and the reporters quickly recorded her speech with notebooks.

Not to protect the environment, but to criticize the four coffins lying here today, which is a violation of freedom and democracy, and a violation of human rights.

Especially the last few shouts:

"Who gave him the courage to do this!

Who gave him the qualification to do this!

How dare he do this! "

Doris used "he" instead of "we", and used a very clear specific reference.

"What a terrible speech." Piaget was still eating spring rolls dipped in vinegar.

Karen said: "I thought she was here to criticize that four coffins should not be buried together, which is not environmentally friendly."

"Hehe." Piaget smiled, "Isn't it busy today?"

"Yeah." Karen nodded.

But looking around, except for the three children Mina, Lunt, and Chris who shuttled through the crowd, delivering food or pouring water, like Uncle Mason, Aunt Mary, and Aunt Winnie, they were actually just standing there with frozen expressions , like a puppet.

"I don't like that feeling," Karen said.

It was like being in the Crown Ballroom, where a crowd of people stepped on the "corpse" and danced.

Of all the people present, how many of them really came for Hisoka's family?

Piaget nodded, as if he understood something, so he didn't say that he recommended this business to the Karen family.

After the environmental protection girl Doris went down, the old congressman Hargett came to the stage and led a group of congressmen to start shouting slogans:

"For the East District, for the East District, for the East District!"

"Send the traitor to hell! Send the traitor to hell!"

They chanted slogans and left the mourning venue all the way. Next, they will go all the way to the East District, which is almost warmed up. Just wait until they pass, and join hands with Mr. Ford to fully arouse the public grievances in the East District. The iron ticket warehouse of the old mayor became the vanguard against him.

"Ah." Piaget sighed, he seemed to be full and put down his plate, "I don't like politics."

"Yeah, I don't like it either."

Piaget said: "I get a headache when I think I'm going to vote against a group of idiots; but sometimes, I realize that I'm an idiot, too."

"You summed it up very accurately. Would you like some fried rice with eggs?"

"good."

Noon passed, and so did the afternoon, and at dusk, a fat man with his stomach protruding far away came here.

Like a designer, he was admiring the layout here with his hands behind his back, and he also walked past the four coffins with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, I am very satisfied."

Mr. Oka signaled his assistant to finish the payment.

The demonstrations in the eastern district were fully organized in the afternoon, and demonstrations in other directions have also followed.

Aunt Winnie was a little frightened;

Of course Karen knew what she was afraid of,

at last,

It was Karen who went forward and settled the final payment with the fat man's assistant. Same, they still paid the bill in cash.

When paying the bill, Mr. Oka ate spring rolls and eggplant cakes:

"Well, what kind of food is this? Although it's cold, it still tastes good."

"It's spring rolls and eggplant pancakes."

"Eggplant cake, I can understand, what a strange name for spring rolls, are there any hot ones?"

"No, but I can prepare it for you and deliver it to you. It is guaranteed to be hot, but please leave an address."

"Okay." Mr. Oka nodded, motioning for the assistant to leave the address.

Subsequently,

Mr Oka came out of the mourning hall;

"Boss, I thought you wouldn't come to pay the final payment. I know how profitable the funeral club is. It's impossible for them to lose money just because of the deposit."

Mr. Oka smiled "hehe" and said:

"I'm doing it for Adams' sake."

The mourning service is over.

Uncle Mason called Ron and Alfred to load the coffin onto the hearse and go to the cemetery for burial.

Karen stepped forward: "Uncle, grandpa said that we should put it at home today and bury it tomorrow."

"Leave it at home?" Mason didn't understand, but since it was his father's intention, he obeyed and didn't go to his father to confirm it. How could his nephew lie to him, right?

In this way, the four coffins were transported back to the basement;

For dinner, it's noodles.

Karen simply fried a glutinous rice dumpling, even though everyone was a little depressed, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com But after a busy day, everyone was really hungry. At this time, a large amount of carbohydrates is definitely a real delicacy .

After eating, Aunt Winnie handed Karen a list:

"Karen, according to what you said, I recorded it here according to the list of status and status, followed by their addresses. In addition, Mr. Ford himself did not come today, but his assistant came, and the assistant helped him leave the gift box. address."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Auntie."

Karen put the paper into her pocket first, then went to take a shower.

He fried spring rolls and eggplant cakes for half a day today, and his body smelled very heavy of oily smoke.

As for the real "banquet", before tasting the delicacies, it is best to clean up, not only the mouth, but also the whole body.

Even though it was such a busy day, Aunt Mary still put the clean clothes on her bed early.

When changing clothes, take out the list given by Aunt Winnie and hold it in your hand.

"Brother, are you going out?" Lent, who had been lying on the bed early after a long day, asked curiously.

"Well, let's go for a walk."

"I want to go too." Lent sat up, "Today is boring."

"I took a walk with my grandpa."

"I'm tired, so I'm still going to sleep. Brother, please accompany grandpa."

Karen walked out of the bedroom, closed the door, and walked to Diss' study.

take a deep breath,

Then spit it out slowly,

hands up,

Before knocking on the door, there was a pause,

Karen glanced at the list and address in his other hand,

muttered:

"You guys had fun.

Now,

It's my turn... there's a knock on the door. "