Siheyuan: starting from working in a funeral home

But as he said this, he couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Hey, it would be great if that elm bump could have half the cleverness of Xiao Mu!"

"Look at Xiaomu, this kid, not only brings breakfast for Bao'er, but also unscrews the lid, how sweet it is!"

"Hey!"

Hearing Sister Lian talking to herself, the corner of Chen Jianghe's mouth twitched.

Unscrew the lid?

intimate?

If this girl Bao'er goes crazy, let alone the lid of a lunch box, it's not a matter of her saying a word about this strange person among the three religions and nine streams, who is below the blue and yellow!

But this also made him admire the new boy even more!

While the two were gossiping, Qin Mu walked over with a lunch box and a bicycle.

"Morning Sister Lian, morning Brother Chen!"

Seeing the boss coming over, Chen Jianghe instantly recovered from his gossip-like expression and his previous indifferent attitude, and simply nodded: "Yeah!"

But Li Xianglian is different.

He greeted him directly: "Hey, Zaokomai!"

"By the way, Xiao Mu, Brother Da Shan just told me when he left, that there will be a deceased master from the Chengshan Mountain area pulling over during the meeting, you go and prepare, don't waste his time!"

"Alright, Sister Lian!"

Qin Mu nodded in response, but his heart started to murmur.

The deceased in the Chengshan area?

Chengshan?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental!

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Chapter 076: The Judgment of the Bone!

When we arrived at the backyard, we walked to the open space in front of the incineration workshop, and leaned our bicycles there.

This has become his exclusive parking space, and there is a small shady place just enough to park a bicycle. Otherwise, on this hot day, he would spend a whole morning under the sun and wait until he gets off work. .

Don't mention the sourness, it's almost the same as fried eggs!

And just when Qin Mu parked the car and was about to push away the people in the incineration workshop, a figure rushed over.

"Wow...Wow"

Qin Mu lowered his head and saw that it was the tiger cub left behind from yesterday.

As soon as the door opened a crack, the guy rushed in with a whoosh, barking around the boiler again.

Hey!

This guy is really persistent, even your master's ashes were taken away, and he is still guarding here.

But Qin Mu also admired him in his heart.

Sometimes some people are really not as good as a dog!

"Five Five Three"

Just because of Sister Lian's explanation, there are still tasks today, so Qin Mu also started to get busy.

Speaking of which, it has been two days since I have not pursued the Three Heroes and Five Justices.

There is no way, in this line of work, of course, work is the most important thing.

Thinking of Pingshu Sanxia Wuyi, Qin Mu instantly thought of the storyteller under the overpass yesterday.

I couldn't stop feeling an urge to rush over and listen for a while.

Gee!

It is even more exciting than the serious eight classics on the radio!

Thinking of it this way, Qin Mu made up his mind, and when he got off work, he would take a detour on the way back and listen to it specially.

That motto, that feeling of being there, is absolutely perfect.

After Nuo Da's workshop was cleaned, Qin Mu raised the stove to preheat.

Just seeing the lonely eyes of Huzi lying in front of the stove, Qin Mu sighed.

"There is still some food in the lunch box I just brought over, so let's give it."

Anyway, I came here after eating in the morning.

But when Qin Mu put a box of scrambled eggs with leeks in front of this guy, who knew that he wouldn't admit it and didn't even hear it. ,

Hey!

Ignore the dog!

This made Qin Mu wonder about his craftsmanship, whether his scrambled eggs were really so unpalatable.

"That girl Bao'er despised this scrambled egg just now, I didn't expect you to despise it too!"

And just when the voice of Qin Mu talking to himself just fell.

A figure appeared behind him.

"Here, Gua Wazi, your lunch box!"

Qin Mu turned around to look, and his heart gathered.

This person is Bao'er.

Didn't she hear what I said just now?

But he soon breathed a sigh of relief, after Bao'er delivered the cleaned lunch box to Qin Mu, he squatted down and started to pick up the tigers lying on the ground again.

"Come on, Huzi, eat some!"

Bao'er pointed to Qin Mu just put down the scrambled eggs and said.

Qin Mu was just about to say that when people don't eat this stuff at all, his eyelids raised in the next second.

Under Bao'er's voice, Hu Zi, who hadn't even heard it just now, opened his mouth to eat.

Damn!

It's not that they don't eat, it depends on who feeds them.

I go!

It's obviously my fried food, can you still divide it, you bitch?

Pooh!

A guy who looks down on people with a dog's eyes!

It was at this time that there was a sound in the front yard.

Qin Mu pricked up his ears to listen, and knew that this was the Lord of the Dead.

Then he glanced at the temperature of the stove, and after shoveling a few shovels of coal into it, he walked towards the front yard.

In the lobby in front, Qin Mu learned about it while chatting with Sister Lian while the family members were waiting for registration.

This family is from Chengshan District.

The deceased died accidentally in a fire yesterday.

Only 36 years old!

"Hey, it's time to live a good life, this person will be gone if he says nothing!"

Hearing Sister Lian's emotion, Qin Mu felt a little uneasy.

It won't be such a coincidence.

The fire in Chengshan District mentioned in the news yesterday was the home of this unlucky guy?

wrong!But you haven't heard of another casualty yesterday?

Hey, that's not right, it should be under investigation, but the result has not been announced.

It seems that news of any era is a virtue.

But it's not his concern anymore.

After finishing the formalities at home, Sister Lian tidied up her makeup a little bit, so that he could leave in a decent manner!

Then the deceased was pushed to the incineration workshop.

.....................

In the incineration workshop, Qin Mu was still thinking that the previous Hu Zilai would not leave here, which would cause misunderstandings for the family members of the deceased.

It's okay to come in this time, the tiger is not in the workshop.

It seems that this girl is not only skilled in her hands, but also good at training dogs.

Zhou opened the cover of the boiler and sent the dead man inside.

Immediately, the family members behind him burst into tears.

Because the deceased died at an early age, the elders of the family were not allowed to come, and the ones who came here were a few young people.

This movement can't keep up with those aunts and aunts before.

Those who cry, those words are all set in one set.

Still the same sentence, this flowery sedan chair carries the living, and the dead are coaxed with fancy words.

As for whether it is really sad, who knows!

Just like before, this time I opened the stove lid with the right pinch.

Send it in on time at nine o'clock, and open it on time at ten o'clock.

It's just that the lid of the furnace was opened for a week, and Qin Mu frowned as the reminder sounded in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing an incineration, grade judgment: yellow character six, reward: Great Unity*10. Twenty catties of food stamps, ten catties of oil stamps!"

Six grades of yellow characters?

Why is this still pumping back?

This happens to be an hour?

But he couldn't allow him to think too much, the family members were still waiting.

Burying the doubts in his heart, he shoveled out the ashes of the deceased.

Because coal was used, there were a lot of ashes this time.

Generally, for an adult who weighs about [-] kilograms, after coming out of the stove, the bones and ashes weigh about ten kilograms.

Of course, not all of these were put into the urn, but only a small part of it.

As for the remaining 5.6, it was specially buried by Bao'er.

It was during this gap that Qin Mu suddenly heard the bone-scaling technique he obtained yesterday. Thinking of this, Qin Mu moved his mind and used it on the pile of broken bones in front of him.

With the sound of a whole drop of sugarcane, the result of the Osteographer's verdict on the deceased came out.

Bone weight: three twenty-nine dollars.

Judgment: This life will have no luck for the rest of your life, all your labor and work will be in vain, and you will try your best to make a living, and it will be a dream at that time.

Comments: Upright character, capable in doing things, unwilling to rest when organic changes occur, six relatives and brothers are helpless, ancestral property is unreliable, starting a family from scratch, unlucky and mixed, good pair of hands to grab money, no one makes money, there are obstacles 57, After this 71, died on October [-]st.

Incineration result: the bone weighs four or two eight dollars.

Judgment level: poor quality

"Note: The grade judgment can be divided into inferior, ordinary, excellent, perfect and extraordinary according to the result of incineration!".

077 There is a hurdle 57, pass this 71!