System: Card drawing in progress

Seeing his cousin's eyes suddenly brighten up when she saw the shop owner, Shang Huachuan felt a bit of a headache. His cousin was a face lover. On New Year's Eve, she even asked him about the handsome boys in school.

Thinking of this, he turned into a human protective wall, blocking his cousin's wolf-like eyes. He only focused on studying in school and really had no idea what other boys looked like. He only saw many times when girls confessed their love to him and his brother, so they should look good!

Maybe because they had known each other since childhood and were relatives, the cousin simply ignored the two of them.

The room was very warm, not because of the air conditioner, or rather, such an old shop didn't have air conditioning installed at all. The owner was using a stove, burning coal, with a pot of tea boiling on it, emitting steam.

The owner was reading a book in his hand. There were also many paper ingots, paper figures, incense, candles and paper money in the store. The paper figures had no eyes, but had two layers of blush on their faces. They were made of bamboo and looked a bit creepy.

"Since you are not in the wrong place, you are a guest. Have some tea to warm yourself up!"

The owner stretched out his hands, which were white, slender, and had distinct joints. They were a very beautiful pair of hands. He poured three cups of tea and placed them in front of the three people.

Shang Huayang took the tea, felt the warmth on his fingertips, and squinted his eyes comfortably. It was true that he was extrovert, but unfortunately his family thought he was not steady enough. The same was true this time. They asked him to come, but his younger brother was the one leading the team.

He didn't care. His younger brother was indeed smarter than him. There were so many things to buy. If he came alone, he wouldn't be able to find the way, let alone buy them all.

In addition, he prefers various beverages to tea. His brother loves tea, but in this winter, drinking hot tea will indeed make you warmer.

After blowing on it, I took a sip. The warm tea flowed from my throat to my stomach, and I felt my whole body warm up.

"Thank you."

Seeing my cousin taking the tea like a lady and drinking it in small sips, people who don’t know her would probably think she is a quiet woman. In fact, haha~

Not only Shang Huachuan, but even Shang Huayang looked at his cousin Shang Huaxin strangely, with a puzzled expression as if asking, "Are you possessed by evil spirits?"

Shang Huaxin's expression changed. When Zhong Muming looked away, he clenched his fists and waved them with an unpleasant look, as if to say, "Boy, I advise you to think carefully before you speak."

It was quite intimidating. Shang Huayang was frightened and shrank his neck. The two families were relatives and were very close. They would have dinner together every New Year and had a very good relationship.

The younger ones grew up together and had many fights when they were young and ignorant. If you think that Shang Huaxin, a girl, would be bullied, you are absolutely wrong. When she gets angry, it is more than enough for her to beat two people alone.

Shang Huayang was one of the ones who was beaten, and the other was a neighbor's child. Shang Huachuan had always been the "other people's child" in the eyes of the neighbor's teacher since he was a child. He liked to be quiet and read, and never played around with those little brats.

Shang Huayang wisely chose to keep silent and gave the right to speak to Shang Huachuan. He drank tea alone on the side. Shang Huaxin was too embarrassed to speak and just secretly glanced at the owner.

"An elder in the family passed away, and it was my grandmother who had always been in good health. She did everything from buying groceries, cleaning, and square dancing. On the 30th, when the whole family was reunited, she looked rosy-cheeked and her hands and feet were nimble. But who knew that she had passed away the next morning?

My grandma was smiling when she passed away. She was old and had not suffered any illness, so it was a happy funeral. It was Chinese New Year and even the funeral home was closed. There was no preparation in advance and everyone was crowded together. The adults were so busy that they were confused.

Some things were handed over to us. These are the things to be purchased. Please take a look, boss."

I explained the whole story. After all, it was indeed strange to go to a funeral shop on Chinese New Year. For the shop owner, although they were in this business, it was always unlucky to do it on Chinese New Year, so they made it clear in advance to avoid offending anyone.

A happy funeral refers to the death of a person of advanced age, generally referring to an elderly person who has reached the end of his life under conditions of a harmonious family, filial children and grandchildren, and no illness or disaster.

My grandmother has all three qualities. Our family celebrates the Spring Festival together every year. We have a good relationship and are very filial.

It's not just a funeral.

Speaking of which, after the catastrophe, the process of death did not change much and was passed down. Or perhaps, too many people died during the catastrophe, and it was like they were engraved in everyone's mind, so it was passed down.

Zhong Muming took over a small notebook, on which the things he wanted to buy were neatly written. The layout was clear and the handwriting was pleasing to the eye. It must have been specially practiced.

"I have all these things here. There are quite a lot of varieties. Please wait a moment."

Shang Huayang put down the teacup and flexed his muscles:

"Boss, let me help too. I've practiced sports and I'm in good physical shape. Leave the rough work to me!"

Zhong Muming was thin and looked like an ordinary person without much strength. He would not refuse help and smiled:

"Thank you then."

Shang Huaxin was also about to speak up to help, but was stopped by Shang Huachuan. Looking at the serious eyes under Shang Huachuan's glasses, she felt like she saw her father, and she subconsciously became timid.

She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and watched Zhong Muming take Shang Huayang to the back.

The shop has a store in the front, a yard in the back, and a residential house in the back. Zhong Muming took Shang Huayang to a room, which he used as a warehouse and stored a lot of funeral supplies in it.

Incense, paper money, paper ingots, wreaths, funeral couplets...

I carried out the items one by one and moved them back to the store, crossing out the items written in the notebook one by one, and the quantities were correct.

After Zhong Muming counted the money, he took a few thousand yuan and saw that each of the three people took a lot of things, especially Shang Huayang. Because of his previous show-off, he took the most things, some in his hands, some around his neck, and some on his shoulders.

Those that are not waterproof are packed in plastic bags.

After expressing their thanks, Shang Huachuan left with the other two people, holding an umbrella. In the rain and snow, the figures of the three people gradually went away and disappeared in the rain and snow.

Before leaving, Shang Huaxin couldn't help but look at it a few more times. If it was the owner of a coffee shop or other store, it would be fine. She could think of all kinds of reasons to appreciate the beauty and feel good for the whole day.

But the owner is the owner of a funeral shop. Who would want to go to him every day? Isn't that cursing his relatives and friends?

I can only look at it a few more times, one less look is one less.

Zhong Muming glanced at the rain, then looked away, lazily leaning back in his chair, his voice low and gentle:

"These twins are quite interesting, especially their eyes. They seem to have some connection with me..."