Regarding this woman, Song Meili, I can’t say that I like her. If you look at her appearance, she is the most beautiful in the crematorium. But just the name, Song Meili, makes me want to laugh. She is beautiful, but you can’t repeat your beauty.
"I don't like this name of mine. My mother gave it to me. Guess what her name is?"
I laughed after hearing this. Actually, I am too sentimental. The name was actually given by my parents and it doesn’t affect anything. I shook my head.
"Her name is Li Damei."
I almost laughed when I heard that.
Song Meili smiled.
We had a pretty good chat that day. Anyway, I'm doing OK in the crematorium now. Although there's a perverted Bu Lele, generally she doesn't find fault with me.
In addition to Song Meili, I also got to know someone else, Gao Hua, a versatile worker at the crematorium. There was no job he could not do. Most of the time, he cooperated with me to check the equipment, and sometimes he also accompanied me to cremate people.
This man was in his forties and actually got along very well with me. We had a few drinks together and he never mentioned anything about the crematorium.
Gao Hua was transferred from a county crematorium. He was a man of few words and would do whatever job he was asked to do. He seemed to know everything. He was good at makeup and refining. Although he was not proficient in everything, he was good at everything. This was a rare sight in a crematorium.
In the past two days, Bu Lele seemed to be very angry. I didn't provoke her. Later I heard that someone had appeared. That should be my son Ke Mingzhe's business. He Ping is dead, who else can do such a thing
I found an excuse to go to Ke Mingzhe's place, and the stuff he does is really good.
I saw Xiaozhe in the office. What was he looking for? He must be stabbing someone. He ran away and stabbed him. This kid was able to survive so quickly. I was surprised. He Ping had spent thirty years, thirty hard years. It seems that this kid is very smart. After all, he is my son. But, he is not my son in this world. He was just the director for a few days, and then he was not the director anymore. Then he was fired. I was worried and angry, but now everything is fine. I am happy, but I am also afraid that he will cause trouble. This is not a good thing for him. I hope he can calm down and be stable. He can be a stabber for the rest of his life. Just be stable.
That day, after get off work, I went out to eat something, and returned to the crematorium when it got dark. I wanted to help Xiaozhe find the person who was running away and stabbing.
I have worked in the refinery industry all my life and I know where these evil things happen.
However, no one was stabbed in the crematorium, that is for sure. If a stabber had entered a house, someone would have died, and it would have been a big stabbing. Perhaps Xiaozhe did not expect that he could be saved.
He Ping and I were very close and we would have a drink together twice a month, so I knew a few things about the Paozha incident.
He Ping went back four times and each time he entered a house, two people from that family died. He Ping felt guilty about this and compensated the family with tens of thousands of yuan, secretly of course.
There is one thing that prickly people like, and that is hair, long hair, and women's hair.
The hair that is used to prick people's hair is pricked out. If it has hair, real human hair and the top of the head, it will be very scary, sometimes it will be the same as a real person.
I collected long hair, women's, from a place and hung it in a building in the north of the city that was to be demolished. I waited there, not knowing whether he could come. If He Ping was alive, this would certainly not be a big problem.
In the middle of the night, I fell asleep. I felt very tired. I woke up and found that my hair was gone. The hair hanging on the wall was gone. I was shocked. I didn’t help Xiaozhe, but I caused a big trouble. What should I do? I was a little confused.
This is really a troublesome matter. I called Liu Shougui immediately. He definitely doesn’t know me in this life—Zhang Wen.
Liu Shougui answered the phone and was a little anxious, especially since it was the middle of the night.
"I'm Zhang Wen from the crematorium. I have an urgent matter to ask you. It concerns your uncle's matter."
When Liu Shougui heard about the matter concerning Xiaozhe, he woke up immediately.
I briefly explained the situation and he asked me to wait.
He came, and in the dilapidated building, Liu Shougui looked at the empty wall.
"You can't really be blamed for this. I mean well. It looks like you're in real trouble. Not only did you get stabbed, but you also had your hair covered. That completely covered your face, so no one could tell. You were stabbed. People died in the hospital. Everyone died in the house."
I became even more nervous. If this was the case, it would cause big trouble for Xiaozhe.
I sat aside and looked at Liu Shougui.
He Ping is gone. If He Ping were alive, he could be found.
When it was daybreak, we went to the weaving room. Xiaozhe did nothing and just sat in a chair in a daze.
We went in and called him, and he finally woke up.
"Didn't He Ping, the stabbing man, think of a solution when he was teaching you?"
"No."
Xiaozhe's face didn't look good. If that was the case, it would be troublesome. The scariest thing was that I didn't know how to find the person who had stabbed him. What should I do if I couldn't find him? Is there really no way? I don't know.
Liu Shougui thought for a long time and said.
"It seems that I can only go to Tianjin once."
"Where are you going and what are you doing?"
"In Tianjin, there is Zhang the Clay Figurine Man, Zhang the Collapsed Bean Man, Liu the Twisted Dough Stick Man... and there is also Sun the Paper-Zha Man. There is nothing wrong with this man. He has a very good relationship with He Ping. He comes to Liaobei once a year and stays here for a few days to talk about paper-Zha Man."
It seemed that this was the only way. I sent Liu Shougui to the airport that day and asked him to go and come back as soon as possible.
The next day when I went to work, Song Meili came in.
"Zhang Wen, let's go to the palace to eat seafood tonight. It's my treat."
"No, thank you."
"Are you okay? You look worried."
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll treat you in two days."
Song Meili left unhappily. In the crematorium, she would never ask other men to treat her, but it was always the men who said these words. She was a proud princess in the crematorium, and I knew this very well. But I always felt that Song Meili was neither a dish on my plate nor a rice in my bowl.
I was worried that there would be no peace until Liu Shougui came back.
I called my mother in the evening and told her I had to work overtime. I didn't go home. I sat in the office, looking out the window. I was on the second floor and could see the cars passing by on the road.
Liu Shougui called me from Tianjin and told me that he would pick me up at the North Station at 10 o'clock tomorrow night. I was surprised because he didn't take the plane back.
I picked up the train at 10 o'clock and saw Zha Rensun. He was a very ordinary person and there was nothing strange about him.
When we went to a restaurant to eat, Sun Ting from Tianjin could drink, but he didn't talk much and he didn't talk about paper-folding.
I think that since Liu Shougui can invite such people, he must be an extraordinary person.
Liu Shougui has already talked about the matter of Paozha.
Liu Shougui suddenly asked me that day why I was so attentive to Xiaozhe. I just said that I saw it and did it that way. There was no reason.
I can't say it. I'm his father. I'm in my twenties and Xiaozhe is already in his forties. Who would believe it
That day, Sun from Tianjin went to the crematorium with me. After seeing the place, he only said one sentence: it is the best crematorium in China.
Sun from Tianjin is a big shot in Tianjin. I don’t know about this. As for how Liu Shougui knew about it, I am not sure either.
That day, Tianjin Sun asked to enter the morgue. I was a little hesitant, but didn't ask. I took him into the morgue. Tianjin Sun looked for a while and said.
"You guys get out."
It's very simple, but it's not that I won't go out. Liu Shougui pulled me out because I was worried that if Tianjin Sun did something else, I would get into trouble.
Sun from Tianjin came out in more than ten minutes.
"Paozha is in Room 16."
The new crematorium has one body per room, which is a sign of respect for the deceased. It is not like before, when there were seven freezers in a row, one above the other.
After saying this, Sun from Tianjin left and said he would take the train back soon.
I took him to the North Station, and when we got there, we went into the station for ticket checking. It seemed that everything was planned. Tianjin Sun, it seemed that he didn't want to stay here any longer.
When I went back, Liu Shougui was standing outside waiting for me. As soon as I walked up to him, Bu Lele appeared. This woman annoys me.
"Zhang Wen, this is Master Liu, right?"
"Captain Buchang, it's so late, why don't you go home?"
"Yes, I regard the field as my home. There is no point in going home alone. I have been watching today. I don't know who that person is, but I know that he is the expert you invited. Is that right?"
"Bu Lele, I hope you can come back to the office today, just to watch."
"No, I'm tired of watching surveillance. I want to see the real thing."
This sick woman.
We entered the morgue, Liu Shougui looked at me and whispered.
"The paper sculptures are in Room 16. They are for corpse replacement. He wants to be replaced with a corpse and then come back to life. I think the best way is to get some gasoline, pour it on, and set it on fire."
"Should we ask Master Ke for help? He might have a better solution."
Liu Shougui glanced at me and hesitated.
"Yes, it was made with great effort. Just let him take it back. It will help him gain some experience."
Liu Shougui made a phone call, and Xiaozhe drove over. He got out of the car, nodded at me, and then talked to Liu Shougui.
The matter is very clear. Bu Lele is very dissatisfied with Xiaozhe. I can see it from her expression. I don't like Bu Lele. It seems that no one in this crematorium likes her. I have even thought that when she dies, I will refine her. That will be a happy thing.
We went in and Bu Lele followed behind. This woman had been working in the crematorium for so many years, so she should know a lot, but she probably had never seen anything like this.
When we entered Room 16, Yin energy came out. In such a summer, we felt a piercing pain. It was the Yin energy. Yin energy penetrated into the bones and was not the kind of cold air.
Xiaozhe walked to the coffin. It was transparent, but covered with a shroud. Who knew what was underneath
I'm nervous, not because I'm afraid. I'm not afraid. As a refiner, I've been to too many rooms like this one. Sometimes it feels like home.
Xiaozhe didn't know why, but he just stood there, not opening the lid or moving. Did he feel something? Or was there some other problem
I don't know, I was sweating and walked over.
"Master Ke, let me do it!"
Xiaozhe shook his head and said.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. I can do it myself."
Xiaozhe stood for a while and said.
"Let's get out, now."
I knew what happened, and that stupid old woman Bu Lele still asked.
"What's wrong?"
No one answered, and we rushed out. (To be continued)