hello fireman

Chapter 22 I try
Hou Weiye put away his phone, shook his head, wondering, was his wife stimulated?How could she bring up the matter of having a child so well? You know, before, the career-minded Ye Mei had always resisted being a mother.

Maybe something stimulated her to figure it out, which is understandable, but immediately, the wife's question was too jumpy. Although he was also a person who had experienced various scenes and seen the world, he was caught by Ye Mei in the middle of the night. Asking about dressing the dead also made him, a staunch materialist, feel chills down his spine and feel a little creepy.

Ye Mei asked him, "How long does it take for a dead body to become stiff?"

He wondered: "Why are you asking this!"

"Nothing, just ask."

Hou Weiye searched out the knowledge accumulated in the past from his mind, "In about one to three hours, the elderly and children will stiffen faster."

Ye Mei groaned, as if muttering in a low voice: "Oh, no wonder... I can't even put on my clothes."

"What clothes?" Hou Weiye asked in surprise.

Ye Mei quickly lied, "Ah. Just now I heard a ghost story from a colleague, saying that after an old man died, his body was so stiff that he couldn't even put on his shroud. In the end, there was a little girl, oh, no, a bold girl. Dress the old man."

"Little girl? Clothes for the dead? Don't be ridiculous, it's purely made up!" Hou Weiye thought that the person who made up the story could really make it up. The little girl was so scared that she cried when she saw a dead person. Ah, to dress the dead?Hey, that's not something ordinary people can do.

Ye Mei rolled her eyes, glanced at the lighted private house opposite, and thought, Hou Weiye, I don't want to believe it either, but the facts are right in front of me, so I can't help but not believe it. .

The elderly in rural areas are seriously ill, and a room will be vacated at home to serve the elderly.After the old man passed away, this room will be arranged as a mourning hall, where the corpses and coffins will be placed.

The room that Mi Guo entered with Director Zhang is the old house of the family. The room is not big, and a single bed takes up nearly half of the space.

The old man who passed away was lying on the bed with disheveled clothes, and some new shrouds and bedding were piled up beside the bed.

There were still a few people in the room. Seeing their tearful and mournful expressions, one could tell that they were the immediate family members of the old man.

There were men and women among them, and when they saw Manager Zhang leading a strange young girl in, they all stared at Mi Guo in surprise.

One of the elders asked Director Zhang in the local dialect: "Who is she? What is she here for?"

Supervisor Zhang signaled his relatives not to be nervous. He explained to them in dialect, and then looked back at Mi Guo with the same look as before, with a trace of doubt: "You, can you really?"

Mi Guo looked at the strange people behind him and the deceased lying quietly on the bed, and felt that the courage he had before was about to be worn out by the gradually returning rationality.But things have come to this, she can't back down, so she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Let me give it a try..."

Director Zhang wanted to clear the place, so he could just leave one or two people in the room, but the relatives would not leave. They didn't believe in Miguo, thinking how could a yellow-haired girl from the city dress a dead person?

Miguo walked towards the deceased apprehensively, and when she was approaching the bed, her feet suddenly softened, "Ah" she exclaimed.

"Be careful—" Supervisor Zhang helped her up in time.

When she stood still and looked back, she realized how embarrassing she was when she tripped over the stool. .

The way they looked at her had changed from questioning and puzzled to disdain and contempt.

Even if she is stupid, she knows what they are thinking.

They must be laughing at her clumsiness and timidity, thinking that she is talking big, no, before she started, she was frightened by the dead. .

(End of this chapter)