Crazy Psychologist Chapter 200

Mu Chun grabbed Lao Qian's shoulders, and the two of them said something to Solo in front of the shelves where the urns were placed.

Old Qian shook his head at first, then reluctantly nodded.

"Go and get your things ready, we're about to set off, if there are three of us, let's go over there."

"okay."

Mu Chun put all the things that Lao Qian gave him into a big rag bag, and some of them had to be packed in small boxes to avoid damage. Mu Chun was doing these things carefully, while Ding Jiajun stood motionless in the store.

After installing a white marble incense burner, a pair of candles, a white tablecloth, a background cloth, and a set of flowers, Laoqian asked Mu Chun to go to the next door to ask if the flower basket was ready.

Mu Chun took Ding Jiajun to Liu Mei's shop together, and Liu Mei recognized Ding Jiajun at a glance.

"It's not, it's not..."

Liu Mei covered her mouth and grabbed Mu Chun's arm, "What's going on? Why is this guy here?"

"You remember!"

Mu Chun narrowed his eyes and said.

"What do I remember? Of course I remember. I came to the store a few days ago to ask about the funeral. It's weird. I don't like this person. He knows you? No, I remembered, he came first that night In the store, and then you came, what the **** are you doing, it's broad daylight, what's going on with you guys?”

Liu Mei is very vigilant. A woman's family has to be on guard when doing business alone. Besides, this Mu Chun looks a bit like a person who is begging for work and earning a living. It is too expensive to buy two chrysanthemums. This man really doesn't look like he would work in a candle shop.

"Don't say anything like your friend."

Mu Chun did not know what to say in Liu Mei's ear again, Liu Mei looked at Mu Chun, and then took another look at Ding Jiajun, "Okay, the principal is at the door, and Hualan will be delivered directly to Ximen Community in a while." go."

"Okay, then I'll tell the boss."

Mu Chun pulled Ding Jiajun, Lao Qian walked in front, Lao Qian's footsteps were extraordinary, but the frequency was very fast ∵ After about fifteen minutes, the three of them came to the downstairs of No. 21 in Ximen Community.

"After you go up, do things and don't talk, you know? Xiaochun, take him with you, and let him help you get the flower basket when Xiao Zhang comes later."

The person who died was Zhang Fengling, who was 57 years old this year.

Divorced and living with my son, who is 35 years old and a little silly→Although he can take care of himself, he can only do a simple street cleaning job under the care of the street, and the income of this job is only enough for his son Zhang Mingyou used it by himself, and he spent it in less than half a month.

Zhang Mingyou, who doesn't have any friends on weekdays, the only way to pass the time is mobile games. Lao Qian inadvertently glanced at Zhang Mingyou's mobile phone screen, all of which are games.

Sometimes, Zhang Mingyou can recharge thousands of dollars for a game as simple as Xiaoxiaole. Anyway, if you have money, you can spend it. If you don't have money, you can ask your mother Zhang Fengling for it. He was in high spirits during the game.

Ximen Community is an old-fashioned community, and the neighbors are relatively close. Zhang Fengling treats people well on weekdays. After everyone knew that she was not in good health, they also took care of the mother and child.

Old Qian was called by Grandma Hu from the next door. As soon as Lao Qian walked up the corridor on the sixth floor, Grandma Hu shouted, "Old Qian, the sixth floor is too high."

"It's okay, grandma, it's okay."

When Lao Qian walked to the door of Zhang Fengling's house, Granny Hu stood on tiptoe, put her hands in a small circle to cover her mouth, and said to Lao Qian: "The one inside is Ah Ling's sister. Don't ask Xiao You about the money, this sister Holding all of A Ling's savings in his hands, he said that Zhang Mingyou didn't understand things."

After speaking, Grandma Hu smiled at Mu Chun and Ding Jiajun.

Mu Chun also smiled at Grandma Hu.

The house is very small, with a total of one big bedroom, one small bedroom and a small living room for eating. There is a table for eating on the west wall of the small living room. Raising his hand, Mu Chun understood, and immediately squatted on the ground to open the burlap bag.

After two days of study, Mu Chun already knows how to arrange this standard family mourning hall. The black cloth is laid flat, and the background cloth is hung on the wall. These things are ready-made, and then there are four fruit plates and three Pastry, white jade incense burner, and a pair of candles are all completed.

Mu Chun clapped his hands and stood aside triumphantly.

"Okay?" Old Qian walked over with a straight face.

"Ah, well, isn't it?"

Lao Qian almost slapped him angrily.

As he couldn't be ashamed in front of clients, he could only reprimand Mu Chun in a low voice, "Where's the photo?"

"Huh? What?"

"Photos, portraits, like you, no one will know who is gone."

"Where is the photo?"

"in the shop."

If so, then just go and get it.

"It's too late, I'm really brainless, I can't count on anything."

Mu Chun pouted. Fortunately, there was only one silly child in this family. As long as there were games to play, he didn't feel too sad.

"I'll call and ask Xiao Zhang to bring it."

"Well, okay, then I'll go down and wait for Xiao Zhang."

Lao Qian called Xiao Zhang, but Xiao Zhang never answered, Lao Zhang called Liu Mei again, Liu Mei was greeting the wedding guests, and the call was not heard.

"Then who will change this clothes, some of the clothes on this body are too dirty."

"The child can change it by himself, just change into clean clothes. If not, I'll call the funeral home to pick him up, or you can help change it."

In fact, it is about changing the shroud, and it is not necessary to change it in place at the beginning. Some people pay attention to changing into the specially prepared clothes when they feel dead, and the family will change them or wait for the master to help~www.mtlnovel.com~This There are generally more kinds of old people, and the old people are relatively more disciplined than the young people in this respect.

Most people just change into clean clothes. If you have prepared special clothes before, contact the funeral home to confirm the pick-up time, and inform the deceased's name, address, age, gender, cause of death, time of death, location of the corpse, and household registration of the deceased. After a series of more than a dozen items such as the location and location, it is enough to clarify whether the deceased needs to take off his clothes and whether he needs to take away all the necessary clothes.

In fact, Lao Qian does not necessarily need to do these things by himself, but Lao Qian is more enthusiastic, and generally does more if he can help.

Old Qian looked at Mu Chun, and Mu Chun nodded, "I'm fine, as long as the family has no objections, I'm good at changing clothes."

Having said this, Mu Chun raised his sleeves and walked to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Mu Chun saw Ding Jiajun sitting beside the deceased, taking out a sketchbook that seemed to be carried with him at all times, drawing something.

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