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Chapter 279 279. It’s better to be busy

In the old woman's house full of memories, Qiao Mu, Bai Lian, and the old man sat around the table.

The old woman was very happy and cooked several big dishes.

Qiao Mu served the three of them food and turned on the TV, which showed the news.

Bai Lian was a little hesitant, but when he saw Qiao Mu picking up the bowl of food generously, he also picked up the bowl.

"My granddaughter should be as old as you."

While eating and listening to the news on the TV, the old woman suddenly spoke.

"should?"

Bai Lian stopped his chopsticks for a moment and asked.

"She and her parents haven't been here for a long time."

The old woman sighed.

In the past, because there was an abnormality in this apartment, the old man's children did not dare to come over. Now, even if the abnormality has been resolved, it seems that the children still do not come to visit the old man often.

This reminded Qiao Mu of a previous public service announcement. In it, an old man cooked a table of dishes during the Chinese New Year, and then his children called one by one with various reasons saying that they would not go home for dinner. Finally, the old man hung up the phone and said It's better to be busy.

"It's okay, we'll stay with you."

Qiao Mu said again.

Bai Lian didn't speak, just ate the food silently and watched TV with relish.

After eating, Qiao Mu helped clean up and wash the dishes. Bai Lian took the dishes he had washed and stacked them one by one.

The old woman looked at the two of them as if she were her own grandchildren.

The two watched TV with the old man for a while, and then Qiao Mu remembered that Bai Lian had to reset every day and was ready to send her home.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the two of them were walking on the night streets.

At this point, the urban area of ​​Jiangcheng City was quite lively, with an endless stream of pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, someone would notice Bai Lian's high school uniform, but in this indifferent city, no one came up to ask.

The community where Bai Lian lives is not too far from the editorial office. It takes about thirty minutes to walk from Qiao Mu's house.

"Do you remember what happened at home? Before you became what you are now?"

Qiao Mu, who was afraid of society, felt that it was too quiet for two people to walk like this, so she asked casually.

Anyway, Bai Lian now doesn't know what he has done before, and he will not remember today's conversation tomorrow. If there is no answer, then Qiao Mu will find an opportunity to ask again tomorrow.

"Can not remember."

Bai Lian shook his head.

She said it very plainly, like answering whether tonight's meal was delicious.

"Don't you want to look for it?"

Qiao Mu felt that if he woke up one day and found that he had no previous memories, he would have to search for them. Obsessive-compulsive disorder would make it impossible for him to live in such a muddle.

"No."

Bai Lian's answer was also very straightforward.

"Pity."

Qiao Mu could only express regret for this.

Maybe Bai Lian had a very painful experience before becoming the Chosen One. It's quite normal that he doesn't want to think about it at this time.

"But having said that, it's good for you to be like this. Most of the time, everything you do is very fresh. Even if you do the same thing every day, you won't feel bored at all."

Qiao Mu spoke again.

No matter how good a movie is, you will always get tired of it after watching it more than a dozen times, but Bai Lian doesn’t have this worry. Every day is new, and it makes me feel happy just thinking about it.

"almost."

Bai Lian neither denied nor affirmed.

Qiao Mu sent Bai Lian downstairs.

"Won't you invite me up for a cup of tea?"

he quipped.

"are you going?"

Bai Lian looked at Qiao Mu suspiciously.

"Great?"

Qiao Mu followed him upstairs.

Bai Lian lives in a very ordinary two-bedroom house. It is said that Zhou Mingke bought this house before and lent it to Bai Lian. This made Qiao Mu a little aggrieved, why not let him live in it.

The room was very empty, with almost no personalized furnishings. The curtains were a plain dark color, the tables and chairs had almost no signs of use, and the kitchen was clean. Out of politeness, Qiao Mu did not peek into the bathroom, but he estimated that there might be something inside. Only the necessities of life.

Bai Lian opened the refrigerator.

There were several bottles of mineral water inside. She took one and handed it to Qiao Mu.

"water."

"Oh, thank you."

Qiao Mu took the mineral water and took a sip.

It just tastes like ordinary mineral water, and it doesn't taste better just because a high school girl handed it to him.

"Won't you add some decorations to your home, such as hanging paintings or potted plants?"

Qiao Mu asked curiously.

"trouble."

Bai Lian originally only wanted to answer one word, but he felt that he could not convey the meaning properly. Qiao Mu would ask more questions endlessly, so he continued to speak.

"There will be more things to remember, so I don't want to deal with those things."

"Oh, that's true."

Qiao Mu quickly understood.

Because Bai Lian has to recall her identity and what she wants to do through the words written on her body every morning when she wakes up. If there are too many things at home, she will have to load more information every day when she starts up, which will slow down the process.

"Do you keep a diary?"

Seeing that there was nothing on the table, Qiao Mu asked again.

"Do not write."

Bai Lian answered simply.

"What a coincidence, I won't write it either."

Qiao Mu nodded.

"Whoever is serious keeps a diary."

"Um."

Bai Lian agreed.

She took out her homework book from her schoolbag. She had never had a chance to do homework when she was at the old woman's house, so she could only start writing now.

Although most of them are wrong.

But study hard.

"It's so hard."

Seeing this, Qiao Mu felt that he should not disturb Bai Lian's study anymore.

He picked up the mineral water bottle, said hello to Bai Lian and prepared to leave.

As soon as I went out, I received a message on my phone.

Qiao Mu took a look and found that it was from his previous sponsor, He He, who owned a funeral company.

Because of Qiao Mu's delivery, the business of the funeral company has improved a lot, especially the business of arranging your own funeral in advance. It can be said that there has been no order in a few months to several orders a month. There are also many customers from other provinces who come to consult.

This message was not a request for Qiao Mu to have another meal, but a message asking for help.

[He He]: Teacher Qiao, we have encountered a problem now. Can you please come to the company if you have time tomorrow? Regardless of the outcome, I will definitely give you adequate compensation!

[Qiao Mu]: No problem!

Since the money was enough, Qiao Mu was naturally obliged to do so.

the next day.

After Qiao Mu got up, she took the bus directly to He He's funeral company.

This place is obviously much busier than before. Phone calls are ringing one after another, and there are many more employees in the office.

Qiao Mu saw the young boss He He and said hello.

He He was a little worried. She handed a document to Qiao Mu. Qiao Mu looked at it and found that it was a newspaper.

The content of the newspaper criticized the funeral home's business of arranging funerals in advance, believing that it induced seriously ill people to give up treatment, and criticized He He's company from a moral perspective.

"You want me to kill the person who wrote this report? That's not good."

Qiao Mu put down the newspaper and said seriously.

".You think too much!"

The corners of He He's mouth twitched, she rubbed her temples and continued to speak.

"Actually, someone has recently competed with us for business, but they are not a funeral business, but a crowdfunding company."