Siheyuan: starting from working in a funeral home

He's not going to be full and full.

Let's not say that he is not interested in Lou Xiao'e's style, let's not talk about it.

Although Lou Xiao'e is good, her background is a problem, and it will be a big trouble in a few years!

Thinking of this, Qin Mu lost interest in their conversation, and hurried to work after finishing the fried dough sticks in front of him.

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Going around all the way.

From morning fog to thin sunshine!

More than an hour later, Qin Mu arrived at the funeral home.

Since I had a few conversations with the doorman yesterday, it was considered familiar, so Qin Mu also greeted him when he entered the gate.

"Morning sir!"

"Hey, early!"

The uncle also responded with a smile, but Qin Mu was still a little uncomfortable with the hollow eye sockets for a while!

After entering the door, Qin Mu scanned around and saw no one in Nuo Da's courtyard.

I think I can be lazy today.

Just like what old man Jin said before.

Sometimes no one sent them to burn for several days in a row.

"Yo, Brother Zhang came so early!"

As soon as he walked to his incineration workshop in the backyard, he saw Zhang Dashan wiping his pickup truck with a bucket of water.

This truck is also provided by the funeral home, for the convenience of the deceased!

From the looks of it, it was still an old Jiefang refitted car, and the bucket of the cart behind was covered with a thick layer of tarpaulin.

The words Chengxi Funeral Home are also printed on one side of the car body!

Just looking at the rusty appearance, this car is probably old.

Zhang Dashan grinned when he saw that it was Qin Mu.

"Haha, I'm used to getting up early, it's not a big deal, just clean the car!"

Qin Mu took out a cigarette, handed it over, and then lit one for himself.

Anyway, I didn't live today, so it would be nice to have someone to talk to relieve my boredom.

Otherwise, it would be boring to stay with this person.

And this big mountain is a person who is good at talking.

After a while, the two chatted with each other one by one.

Among them, Qin Mu also knew something that Mr. Jin hadn't said before.

It's like the current funeral home has just moved here not long ago.

This was originally not far from the second ring road.

It was only later that due to the impact on the appearance of the city, it had to be moved to the barren hills more than ten kilometers away.

In addition to these, what Zhang Dashan talked about most was when he went out to carry the corpse.

Some family members of the deceased knew that things were fine, so they went straight to them and pulled them over.

But there are also some that are difficult to deal with. In addition, the confidentiality work is not done well. If they are reported, they can only be pulled over and burned by strong means.

There is no way, the traditions of these thousands of years cannot be erased even if you think about it for a while.

While chatting, Qin Mu also thought of the words of the old man Jin.

Just by the way, he raised his mouth.

"Hey, by the way, Brother Zhang, why do you think our funeral home only works half a day, and why do we have to leave the factory in the afternoon?"

Qin Mu asked this question.

Zhang Dashan's expression changed, but he disappeared instantly.

"Ah, well, I still have things to do. An old man in Dongcheng District just passed away yesterday. To prevent his family members from sneaking into the burial, I will take Xiao Chen to sit and do some ideological work later. I'm leaving first. , Let’s talk again when we have time.”

After speaking, he got into the pickup truck, kicked the accelerator and left.

hiss!

Taboo topic?

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Chapter 013 A bad start!

Send Zhang Dashan away.

Qin Mu wandered around the incineration workshop by himself.

Today there is no dead master to burn, so he is at leisure.

It was okay only at first.

Look left and right, look everywhere, it's all fresh.

It's just that after wandering around for a long time, Qin Mu became completely bored.

At this time, Qin Mu finally understood what Old Master Jin said earlier.

"If you really have nothing to do, drink tea and bask in the sun!"

Damn!

It seems that there are other options besides this.

As for going to the lobby in front to find someone to chat with?

It's just that Qin Mu couldn't help shivering when he thought of Chen Jianghe's withdrawn temperament.

chat with him?

Why not chat with those who sent the deceased!

After holding back for the whole morning, Qin Mu finally made it to the time to get off work.

Now he didn't need to be urged by the old man of the doorman.

He just stepped on the point of getting off work, and ran away in a hurry.

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at the same time.

Inside the courtyard.

A sneaky little figure appeared in front of Qin Mu's room.

Looking around, when no one in the yard noticed this, the figure pushed the door lightly and squeezed in through the crack of the door.

The door locks are like this these days, even if it is locked, it is not locked tightly.

People with short stature like children can still squeeze in.

And in the room on the other side, Jia Zhang poked out half of his head along the window at this time, and saw the short figure, and his face was overjoyed after he got into Qin Mu's room.

"Heh, what a kid from the Qin family, you don't think about your neighbor even if you have meat to eat, so this time I'll let you suffer from being dumb!"

It turned out that after eating last night, when she smelled the smell of meat wafting from Qin Mu's room, the roundworm in her stomach couldn't hold back.

That's meat, I can only buy half a catty of fat during the Chinese New Year, chop it into dumplings and eat it all year round.

This made her sit still.

And before that, she had heard from her grandson Banggun.

Ever since the day before yesterday, the smell of white rice has been wafting from Qin Mu's house.

This is meat and white rice. What kind of family can afford such a fabrication.

How could she not understand Qin Mu, the child she had watched and grown up since childhood.

I usually can't get two farts with one kick, very honest!

What's wrong with bringing some here in the past to help his own family? What dare he say?

Sticky's father gave the kid his tail between his eyes.

And she was right, the kid's meat and rice came from wrong sources.

It's not yet the end of the month, and it's not the time to pay wages, and he's only been at work for a few days, where can he get the money to buy these?

So for this, the Jia Zhang family has decided on this neighbor.

Gee!

She couldn't help being happy at the thought of having a small stove to eat meat when talking about it at noon.

And just when she was thinking like this.

Sudden.

A shrill scream came from the next room.

Then I remembered the cries of the stick stem.

Jia Zhang's fat face froze.

"I have a grandson!"

As he said that, he went out the door in a panic.

At the same time, other neighbors in the yard were attracted by the crying.

No way, this is really too miserable.

"What's going on, this is?"

"Whose child is crying so badly?"

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At this time, Qin Huairu, who had just entered the front yard after returning from the public toilet outside, also heard the cry, and his expression froze.

"It's the voice of a stick!"

"It's a stick!"

Then he ran towards the middle courtyard in three steps at a time.

When she entered the yard, she also saw the panic-stricken mother-in-law, and immediately walked up to her and asked.

"Mom, what's the matter, Sticky?"

Hearing the screams of his great-grandson, Jia Zhang was already in a state of disorientation.

Regardless of Qin Huairu's questioning, she was lying on Qin Mu's door and knocking and hitting.

"I have a great grandson, my great grandson!"

At this time, Qin Huairu also found that her son's voice seemed to be coming from Qin Mu's room.

Thinking about the smell of meat that she smelt when eating yesterday, she also understood.

But these are not important anymore.

What's important is that the stick is still screaming in the room.

The shrill cry pierced her heart.

"Bang, Mom is here, don't be afraid, Mom is here!"

As she said that, she also wanted to sneak in along the crack of the door, but the crack of the door was too small, and adults couldn't get in at all.

So the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were left outside after a long time of work.

Although the door is made of wood, the materials used in this era are really cruel.