Reborn 1980 sweet honey

Chapter 592 The person who accepts you may not necessarily be someone
"Second brother, what did you say?" She asked again.

"Nothing, let's go."

The second master has already got the answer from her expression, and there is no need to confirm it.

Chen Meng didn't know why the second master asked this. Seeing that he stopped talking, she tried to explain it.

"Actually, I don't care that much, it's just a piece of paper."

The second master didn't agree or deny it, but brought the topic to other places. Chen Meng thought he was just talking casually, so he didn't care.

In the morning, Chen Meng took the two children and went to the crematorium with the second master.

A child as young as Nuonuo rarely came to such a place, but Chen Meng didn't shy away from it, and went to the ashes depository under the guidance of the staff.

There are rows of shelves with small boxes on them. Each small partition has glass and is locked. Inside are urns and photos, and some people even put sacrifices.

"Flower fragrance?" Nuonuo looked at the partition in front of her curiously. The owner in it was probably a beauty lover. In addition to offering fake flowers, her family also put a box of Yashuang in it.

From these sacrifices, we can see the preferences of these people in life, those who like to smoke, put a pack of cigarettes, those who like makeup, put a box of face wipes, those who like to eat, put some fake fruits and so on.

However, what the living give to the dead is nothing more than decorations. When a person dies like a lamp goes out, what is left to the living is nothing more than a handful of ashes and some thoughts.

Chen Meng took the opportunity to educate the two children about birth, old age, sickness and death, and about the last stop of life.

The staff member who brought Chen Meng and others over was a woman, dressed very trendy, with red lips and high heels, speaking carelessly, but her eyes made people feel afraid to look directly at her.

The people outside are superstitious, saying that the people who can work here are all carefully selected, because they have been in contact with the dead for a long time, and there is something creepy in their eyes. It is even more exaggerated to say that the people here The staff members have yin and yang eyes, and their eyes can see through life and death.

In fact, it is exaggerated, but Chen Meng did notice that the eyes of the people here are different from those outside, making people feel afraid to look directly, as if she is already dead in her eyes, but this is not the outside world. That kind of superstition.

But working in such a place for a long time, seeing too much life and death, seeing through human nature, and must maintain restraint in emotions, the eyes will be calm over time, and staring at such eyes is indeed frightening.

Hao Jian looked at the boxes. He came to the crematorium for the first time, and it was different from what he had imagined. The columbarium looked like an ordinary room, but behind the glass lattices, a box condensed the human body. life.

"Zhu Xiuxiu, yes, it's at the top." The staff flipped through the book and found Zhu Xiuxiu's position. It was at the top of the shelf, and the height of the second master had to be looked up. Come over, Chen Meng stepped on the ladder to look, there was only a box inside, nothing.

"Do you sell sacrifices here?" Chen Meng asked.

The staff nods.

"I want the whole set and a rag I need to clean up."

Chen Meng gave the staff money, asked them to bring some necessary tributes, and asked the second master to take a box of skin care products for her face from her carry-on bag and put them in. Nuonuo was puzzled.

"Bad?" Isn't it the bad guy who cheated on mother?
　No responsibility to talk about the small theater (this section does not require money): This section is based on the author's real experience. Looking at the cigarettes, cosmetics and various items accompanying the boxes in the columbarium, I don't know the stories behind these things. Life In the end, what can be left to future generations is not only a handful of ashes, but also a memory. When I come back, I feel that every day should be fulfilled, filled up with myself, and then leave pain-free memories for others. Don’t lose out on being kind to others. I should eat and buy, so. Have you bought anything today~
　　
　
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