Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 47 "People are mortal!"

The system is not human!

Liu Li put away the "Village Flower Picking Card" with a look of unhappiness.

... I finally figured it out.

... The so-called souvenirs are really commemorative.

...Don't even think about how serious it is.

Liu Li thought about the heavy locomotive in the store that had only been driven once,

Shuaiku is Shuaiku, but it cannot carry men, and its effect is less than half.

Can't be in the sunset, carrying a handsome locomotive,
It is not complete!

As for the bye before, Liu Li was not uncommon to complain about the village beauty's choice this time.

"Still looking forward to it, drink fake wine, and this one who suffers a thousand dollars, what kind of extraction can these two goods provide?"

Liu Li could only comfort herself like this.

"Hey, why are you still here, is there something wrong?"

Liu Li glanced outside the door of the lounge. The director of the cremation workshop was still standing there, nodding and bowing.

There is one thing to say, this waist is fine.

Liu Li couldn't help but help his waist, feeling sore even looking at it.

The director almost burst into tears, and finally saw him.

He climbed up the pole, walked into the rest room with a cat waist, and said with a smile: "It's okay, what can I do, just see someone looking for Boss Liu. If it's not the way, I'll bring it for you."

Liu Li sneered, and the expression on his face was extremely vivid, with "make up, you continue to make up" written all over it.

She didn't answer the question.

The director was helpless, so he could only continue to make amends with a smile: "Well, if there is something to say, there is something to do."

"Boss Liu, you have a lot of adults, can you let go of what happened just now..."

He pointed to the top of his head.

Liu Li pinched him with her eyelids: "Don't complain to your curator?"

"Yes, yes, Boss Liu has a lot of people, and he holds his hands high."

The director looked at Liu Li hopefully.

"impossible!

Let alone doors, there are no windows. "

Liu Li answered firmly, and sneered, "Aren't you going to sue us for beating you? Go ahead, you sue you, I'll sue mine.

By the way, remember to contact Little Days Live Well and the Embassy of the Fighting Nation. "

"They are foreigners."

The director's face immediately turned green, and he shook his head decisively:
"Don't sue, don't sue, really don't sue."

The director begged bitterly, and was filled with righteous indignation: "Who is spreading rumors? How did I get beaten?"

"Aren't I fine?"

His dark eye sockets and the indelible footprints on his body gave him an inexplicable sense of joy when he spoke.

Yun'er, Lingnai, Xiaojiu, and Wawa all had expressions that we would never laugh after professional training.

The director of the cremation workshop looked embarrassed, but also maintained a nonchalant expression, which seemed a bit pitiful.

Liu Li held back her laughter and asked, "Is it true that no one hit you?"

"No,
can't

Absolutely no one hit me!It's all rumors! "

The director gritted his teeth and did not let go.

Liu Li pointed at the camera in Linnai's hand again, and reminded: "Director, I'm live broadcasting here, it's not easy for you to turn around and play tricks."

The director's face was so green that it turned black, he still squeezed out a constipated smile, and nodded his head indistinguishably from a crying smile.

He didn't even forget to nod and say hello to the live camera.

That's called humble.

In the live room,

With a flattering greeting from the director, the oppressive atmosphere was finally broken, and everyone began to chat happily again:
[Two young girls beating up a man, is it the corruption of the rule of law or the corruption of morality?
What?Didn't hit, that's all right. 】

[It's so miserable, this director, after being beaten, he has to prove that he was not beaten. Whoever says I was beaten, I'm in a hurry. 】

[I still like your rebellious appearance, please recover. 】

【It's so pitiful... Hahaha, I can't stop laughing. 】

[Suddenly I feel that there is no need for employees to stuff the cremation furnace, he is still useful, at least it is fun enough. 】

[No, can you bear this?Did he go to Japan to study Hokage? 】

[This is the worst time for Hokage to be hacked. 】

【…】

Liu Li was still a little confused at first, she tilted her head, figured it out, and asked with a smile:

"Did you see the news or live stream?

Do you know it's gone? "

The director nodded honestly, with a gloomy expression on his face: "I have seen it all."

Liu Li understood this time.

Before, the big director kept saying that he couldn't sit on the bench,
A look of indifference,
It's all because of the financial backing.

Zachang probably promised to give money, and also promised to be responsible for settling the dean and so on.

Now, the tea is cold after death, so there is no need to think about money, and there is no one on the dean's side to settle it, so he just sits on the wax.

Dogs rely on people's power, and when people are gone, the dog's confidence is lost in an instant.

Now I feel that the position of director of the cremation workshop is very good.

I began to fear that I would really be transferred to sit on the bench.

In order to keep his position, what is Paton planning?
Liu Li was extremely skeptical, and he was willing to suffer another meal.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, the director pleaded in his tone: "Boss Liu, tell me about this..."

Liu Li yawned and waved her hands: "It depends on your mood."

"what……"

The director couldn't fix this, and he cried out, "Are you in a good mood or not..."

"Range."

A rude voice came from behind, and then the director staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"It's time to pick up the bones."

The master said to Liu Li as if he didn't see the director.

Liu Li was in no mood to tease the director immediately, and said to the fans in the live broadcast room:
"The following is the last process of cremation - bone picking!"

"People, if you say that you are vulnerable, you are also fragile. If you say that you are a good person, you will be gone;
It is tenacious to say that it is tenacious, and the high temperature of more than 1000 degrees still cannot really burn people to ashes. "

"High-energy early warning, if you can't accept it, just quit first."

After Liu Li finished speaking, she turned to look at ruffian mother, and it was not surprising to see her wringing her hands vigorously in front of her lower abdomen, with a flustered expression and elegant eyes.

The child she conceived in October was now burned to a handful of ashes and a few bones, and then she went to pick it up with her own hands...

It was so sad that neither Liu Li nor the four little secretaries, including the ninety-nine percent of the fans who were watching the live broadcast at the moment, could empathize.

Liu Li said with some sympathy: "Auntie, why don't you rest here and let's go.

We are a one-stop funeral service. We can do everything for you, and it must be done properly. You don't have to force yourself. "

The ruffian mother forced a smile, gritted her teeth and shook her head, and said two words from between her teeth: "I'll go!"

Liu Li sighed secretly, but didn't say anything more, she went straight to support the ruffian mother, left the lounge, and walked towards the cremation room.

In her heart, there was a little more feeling.

... No wonder there is a saying that the elders do not send their children up the mountain for funerals?

...I thought it was respect and etiquette, but now it seems that it is pity and compassion.

Let the parents see their children burnt to ashes, or buried in the earth,
Cruel as a knife, the knife sees blood.

Heartbleed blood.

"Boss Liu, that, Boss Liu..."

The director wanted to chase him out, but he was stopped by the teacher first, and then backed away again and again in fright when he was threatened by the baby raising his small fist.

The baby girl said fiercely: "Don't follow me again, or I will beat you."

The director touched Wuqing's eyes with one hand, and lowered his numb crotch with the other. He really didn't dare to chase after them. He watched them walking towards the cremation room, and uttered a soul torture in the lounge alone:
"Haven't told me yet...

Are you in a good mood, or are you in a bad mood~~~"

……

The Bones Room is behind the crematorium.

If the opening of the crematorium is like a conveyor belt,

The bone picking room is like the compartment of a pig farm.

There are grids separated by iron shelves.

"You guys wait here."

After the old master led the person, he walked in.

After a few minutes of free time, Liu Li took a look at the barrage, and found that the high-energy warning just now was pure nonsense, and the fans were just like girls who are good and playful, screaming and refusing to leave:
[To see the real ashes, I'm so nervous, so nervous. 】

[It's not just ashes, but also bones, human bones, scary. 】

[You just saw the murderer! 】

[Funeral live broadcast, really insightful. 】

[My mother asked me why I covered my eyes while watching the live broadcast. 】

[If you don’t understand, just ask, with such a big stove, such a high temperature, and burning for such a long time, will there really be bones? 】

[Picking up bones, you can tell by the name that there must be bones, otherwise it should be called Pinghuijian. 】

[No, I dare you, you have never been to the mountain, haven't you seen it?How old are you, little kids? 】

【You are older, how can you be older than me?The tumor is bigger than me. 】

[Personal attack, is the remaining bone the legendary relic? 】

[Hiss, the topic suddenly became more serious. 】

[Impossible, following Zhihu's per capita million, is the crematorium's per capita eminent monk? 】

[Pfft, per capita monks are okay! 】

【…】

Liu Li glanced at it. The master master hadn't come out yet, so he simply chatted with the fans in the live broadcast room:

"It is impossible to have a relic."

"It is the hardest bone in the human body, most of which is the skull."

"As for Shirley..."

Liu Li couldn't hold back, and still came out bald: "...it's not warm enough, it can't be burned."

"The cremator is basically around 1000 degrees. If you want to burn out the relics, you have to at least double the temperature."

The fans in the barrage showed their sixth sense to detect the cheating of the scumbag:

[Sister Liuli means that as long as the temperature is high enough, each person will pay relics? 】

[I feel that the eminent monk is very close to the people in an instant? 】

[Low EQ: very ordinary; high EQ: very close to the people. 】

【You are slandering the Buddha and the Dharma, you will go to hell with your tongue pulled out! 】

[Okay, that's what Sister Liuli said, you curse her, Sister Liuli, pay attention to him! 】

[Hiss, so ruthless, um, I'm talking about the one who proposed to pay attention. 】

【Wandao, a subsidiary of Bamin, there is a master Xingyun who knows, he burned a lot of relics. 】

[Slander Buddha?I’m still a sugar daddy, so don’t take it too seriously. Someone mentioned Master Hsing Yun just now. When Master Ren was still alive, he said that he didn’t need to burn the relics. The writings he left behind are the relics.

This is the real monk. 】

【…】

Liu Li was watching with great interest, opening and closing his mouth to say something, and then seeing Xiao Jiu blinking at her, he immediately reacted with a denial three times and threw it out:

"I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense."

She then went back to make amends: "I only said that I need that temperature, but I didn't say 'just need'."

Liu Li couldn't help wiping off her cold sweat, secretly thinking that she made a mistake, and she really couldn't afford to offend her.

Another few minutes passed,

The old master came out with a swarthy shovel.

On the head of the shovel, there was a handful of ashes and some bones.

The old master poured the ashes on the ground and opened the broken iron door.

The ruffian mother opened Liu Li's support, staggered in, squatted in front of her daughter's remains, wept uncontrollably, stretched out her hand several times, not knowing where to start?

The fourth little secretary hurried forward with the urn in hand to help.

They are not very familiar,

After all, the business of Liuli Funeral Shop in the Magic City was not very good before today?
However, judging from the effect of this first live broadcast,

In the days to come, they might have to throw up such a job.

The master master acted as the main force without hesitation.

Ashes into the box.

Break the larger bones with a small hammer,
Filled in the box too.

And finally the skull.

Most of the complete skull obviously couldn't be put into the urn.

The old craftsman took a look at the caliber of the urn, repaired the skull with a hammer, and put it down squarely, covering all the ashes in the box.

Finally close the lid of the urn.

Bone picking is complete.

In just ten minutes,
From the moment ruffian beauty's remains were shoveled out by the master with a shovel,

No matter it was joking, playing tricks, or arguing or arguing, everyone lost interest all of a sudden.

People say that the rabbit dies and the fox is sad,

And said empathy,

Just imagine a body weighing more than 100 kilograms, with only a little ash, a little slag, and a little bone left in the end.

What kind of fame and wealth, what kind of grievances, what dreams, what desires to enjoy...

All false.

Those present, in the live broadcast room, everyone watched the ruffian mother tightly hugging the urn in her arms, as if she was holding a supreme treasure.

She turned her head left and right, looked at Liu Li finally, and murmured in tears:
"It's so light."

Liu Li muttered for a while, turned her head away, and didn't answer.

The ruffian murmured to herself:

"When she was just born, I hugged her for the first time, and it was so light."

"That day, I carried her home."

"Today, I still carry her home."

The ruffian mother said and walked towards the parking lot.

This time, she walked very steadily.

Like a new mother, holding a baby, for fear of accidentally waking her up.

At this moment,

Liu Li's eyes seemed to be pricked by needles, she closed them tightly, and waved to Xiaojiu and the others to help her.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes again, her eyes were red, and she let out a long breath.

Liu Li glanced at the live broadcast room, and there was a lot of crying in the barrage:
[It's so light, woo woo woo, the three words broke the defense, and suddenly I was told to cry, telling me that I was not alone. 】

【You are not alone. 】

[Wooooow, so sad. 】

【Sad and curious, how light is it? 】

【…】

Liu Li looked at the camera and said:
"After cremation, although it varies from person to person, the ashes are the remains of human bones, accounting for about 3.5% of the body's body weight."

"A 100-jin woman only weighs 3.5 jin after burning."

"With the wooden urn, it really doesn't weigh much more than a newborn."

Liu Li paused, and then said: "Because the ruffian mother is going to bring the ashes back to her hometown for burial, so today's funeral live broadcast is basically over here."

"Watching a live broadcast of a funeral is like watching "Jin Ping Mei".
Those who have a compassionate heart are also bodhisattvas;
A man who is afraid is a gentleman;
Those who are born with a happy heart are also villains;
Those who take effect of the Dharma mind are beasts. "

"I don't know what everyone saw. It's bad habits, killing, social darkness, maternal love, compassion, and turning back."

"I only have one sentence for everyone, as the conclusion of the first live broadcast of the funeral."

"I hope everyone will think about it before doing something."

Liu Li took a deep breath and said word by word:

"People are mortal."

(End of this chapter)