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Chapter 82

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    Going up to the second floor, Zhou Ze saw Ms. Liu's family. Strangely enough, he didn't see any men, but only three women.

    One has gray hair and is in his twilight years; the other is graceful and middle-aged; the other is about the same age as Miss Liu.

    When Zhou Ze walked in, he found that the priest was also there, talking to the elderly woman, as if explaining her.

    The old lady also listened, and the priest also spoke, and everyone seemed to be doing their own duty and going through a scene. It would be false to say how much sadness there is in the room.

    Of course, you cannot criticize the living for their indifference to the dead, because the problem that the living need to face is how to continue to live.

    "Hello, are you Ms. Liu Yanhua Liu?"

    Zhou Ze walked up to the middle-aged woman and asked.

    "Hello, I am."

    Ms. Liu took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.

    Zhou Ze felt that she was more like wiping eye poo than tears, because it was really hard to see that she was really crying.

    The woman's clavicle is very clear, her figure is also a little thin, and her frontal bone protrudes, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

    In fact, this is a kind of Koff's face.

    Culture is a kind of carrier and a unit. In every era, any politics, economy, and even such low-level things as feng shui masters are also affected by culture.

    Just like the saying "Keff" in ancient times, this is a typical view of women as an accessory of a patriarchal society. This is a very unfair and wrong assertion.

    Zhou Ze didn't believe this at first, even if he was a ghost.

    But think about it,

    A family of three generations,

    Not a single man in sight,

    Believe it or not, it seems really difficult.

    Zhou Ze explained his intention for coming. Xu Qinglang had already communicated with her before and reached a preliminary intention, but it did not progress to a specific price.

    "Mr. Zhou was able to come to my daughter's funeral. I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Zhou on behalf of my daughter. As for the shop, since Mr. Zhou has taken a fancy to it, please ask Mr. Zhou to go back and think about a figure for the rent. As long as it is not too outrageous, I will not  reject."

    So easy to talk to?

    Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment. He was a doctor in his previous life and had never done business, so it was a bit unfamiliar to negotiate the price with someone for the first time, but this Ms. Liu seemed very angry.

    Zhou Ze nodded, said a few words of consolation and mourning nonsense, turned around and left wisely, and then he only needs to negotiate a price with Xu Qinglang and send it over, and the matter is almost done.

    After going down the stairs and coming to the corner again, Zhou Ze walked to the metal door again, stretched out his hand to push the door, and found that the door was locked.

    Zhou Ze reached out and tapped,

    No one responded.

    Very helpless,

    Also very tangled,

    As a ghost messenger,

    A door and a wall can stop you, this ghost messenger seems to be too shameful.

    It's a pity that Zhou Ze can't be like Little Lolita,

    "biu",

    Out,

    "biu",

    went in again.

    Zhou Ze really couldn't open this door.

    Returning to the hall, the guests who came to mourn the funeral have almost left, the hall is also being cleaned up, and the coffin has also been carried away. As for Ms. Liu, she should be sent to the crematorium for cremation soon.

    ?People die like a lamp going out, and they end up like a bun.

    Every funeral can always give people such negative emotions.

    Zhou Ze stopped a female worker who was cleaning, and asked, "Excuse me, do you know Chen Zesheng?"

    "Ah, he was the previous boss here." The female worker replied with some surprise, "He is already dead, and the funeral was yesterday."

    "Oh." Zhou Ze nodded, and then asked again: "Can I ask who your current boss is?"

    "It's the younger brother of the former boss. He just went to the basement." The female worker replied, and then, worried that Zhou Ze might not understand, she explained, "Here, it's at the top of the stairs, where the remains of the deceased are collected."

    "Thanks."

    "You are welcome."

    Zhou Ze walked to the metal door again,

    He must go in,

    Then he took away the doubi who was still alive and kicking and delivered the business card to the ghost messenger after he died for unknown reasons.

    But this door,

    How to open it?

    Knock hard??Crying, comforting, and telling.

    The newlyweds sat in their seats coldly,

    eyelids closed,

    They can't see.

    The dishes on this table are prepared for them,

    But the drama at this table has nothing to do with them.

    The man in the suit tied red flowers on the chests of his brother and sister-in-law. He wanted them to look more festive, but it gave people a colder style of painting.

    "Don't open your eyes, don't disturb them too much."

    Ms. Liu saw that the man in the suit was going to use tape to stretch the eyelids of the corpse and immediately stopped her.

    She has overcome a great psychological obstacle by agreeing to the ghost marriage, and now sitting on the same table with two corpses is even more like sitting on pins and needles. If the eyes of the corpses are opened again, she really can't sit still.

    The man in the suit froze for a moment, but nodded in agreement.

    Immediately, the man in the suit shouted to another stretcher:

    "Mom, my brother is happy today, please come and take a look."

    As he spoke, the man in the suit lifted the white sheet, revealing the body of a middle-aged woman.

    She was wearing a cheongsam, and she looked very wealthy, but she should have been dead for many years, and even the best anti-corrosion measures could not completely restore her image.

    In the depths of the skin, there is already a green luster. This is just a skin, a skin that has undergone too many special treatments in order to maintain its previous appearance as much as possible.

    Put the mother on the chair and let the mother stand next to the old lady.

    The old lady trembled with fright, but said nothing.

    Ms. Liu took a look at her "mother-in-law", but she didn't dare to take a second look.

    at last,

    The man in the suit faces the last stretcher lane:

    "Dad, my brother is getting married today, so wake up"

    "Why."

    The white cloth sheet was placed, and there was a reply.

    The man in the suit shuddered, with a look of horror on his face,

    The three women on the table also started to tremble with fright. The young girl almost screamed, but quickly covered her mouth again.

    Even the priest raised his head suspiciously, really not knowing what to sing.

    The man in the suit no longer dared to reach out to lift the white sheet,

    But the people inside took the initiative to lift the white sheet.

    Zhou Ze stretched his waist, moved his neck, made a little crisp sound, and said apologetically:

    "Sorry, my pillow was taken over by a stupid woman today, so I borrowed your freezer to sleep.

    not bad,

    It's just that the good days have passed for a long time, and I feel a little stiff when I sleep in the freezer again.  "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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