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Ah San Ah Si's craftsmanship is not exquisite, but in the early stage, such as placing incense on the rice, pouring wine into the cup, worshiping the dead, cleaning the body of the dead, etc., they have all done well, saving Jiang Mi some effort.

He only needs to take over from the "dress" in the service process.

"Clothes", as the name suggests, is to change clothes for the deceased. After all, not every deceased wears decent clothes when they die.

Ms. Qin Yu died at home with only half pajamas on her body before her death, so her body under the quilt was almost completely naked.Embalmers have to change the clothes of the deceased without exposing any part of the body, which is not an easy task.

Physical contact is inevitable.

But in the eyes of the mortician, there is never any charm, after all, this is a very serious job.

Just like the seaside security guards, when they save every drowning person, they are full of thoughts about life and death, rather than taking the opportunity to imagine.

After taking off Ms. Qin's clothes.

With a calm expression, Jiang Mi walked towards the corner where rows of beautiful clothes hung on the shelf. The set of exquisitely embroidered and colorful clothes dazzled the eyes of the family members and guests.

Seeing Jiang Mi stop to choose, Qin Minxiu, the eldest daughter of the deceased, got up slightly, wanting to give some advice to the young mortician.Before she could say anything, she saw the young man's knuckle-boned hands and picked out one of them.

Qin Minxiu was taken aback for a moment, wondering if this was a coincidence?How did this young embalmer know that his mother's favorite color was yellow, especially this rich and rich yellow.The color of the dress the young man picked was very suitable. It was also embroidered with green bamboo half body and a white crane ready to fly, which had a very good meaning, and no matter whether it was bamboo leaves or bird feathers, there was no trace of stitches. Not refined, almost lifelike.

If her mother knew about it in Quanxia, ​​she would definitely like it very much.Qin Minxiu said with emotion, recalling her mother's voice and smile before she was alive, two tears rolled out of her eyes uncontrollably.

Qin Minxiu has been mother Qin Yu's caring little padded jacket since she was a child. The mother and daughter often sleep with their feet together. Qin Minxiu naturally knows her mother's preferences like the palm of his hand.

Qin Shangluo didn't know his mother as well as his elder sister, but he was born in a wealthy family and cultivated a pair of piercing eyes. He could see that the shroud that Jiang Mi picked out was made of excellent material and was worth a lot at first glance, and his face immediately softened a lot.

Next is "mortuary".

It can be seen from the bone statue that Ms. Qin should have been a well-known beauty when she was young, but when she was over half a century old, her former beauty faded, and many wrinkles appeared on her face. Now she is not so much a beauty as she is. It was a skinny old woman with thin skin on her cheeks, cold and lifeless.

What Jiang Mi has to do is to awaken this vitality, so that the face of the deceased can regain its beauty and vitality.An excellent mortician is also an excellent make-up artist. The only difference is that the make-up artist only makes up the living, while the mortician only dresses up the dead.

He picked up the make-up tools, and carefully applied foundation, contouring, eye shadow, and blush to Ms. Qin... When the last step was completed, he slowly closed the makeup box, nodded to the family members, and said, "The embalming is complete." .”

Qin Shangluo and Qin Minxiu immediately stepped forward, and after seeing their mother's appearance clearly, they gasped in unison.For no other reason, the woman lying on the ground was so beautiful that it seemed that she had changed her face.

"Is this my mother?" Qin Shangluo was stunned and asked in disbelief.

How is this possible!Twenty minutes ago, his mother was an old woman.But besides the long hair in the shawl, where else does the woman lying on the bed look like a mother?The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the nasolabial folds at the corners of the mouth, and the skin like dried bark are all gone. Which family member would dare to recognize this look! ?

This is no longer makeup, but downright magic tricks!

What kind of magic did this kid cast, and where did he change his mother?Qin Shangluo's face darkened, and when he was about to question Jiang Mi, his elder sister was dumbfounded.

Unlike him, Qin Minxiu's face was dull, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes one by one.

And Uncle Zhong, the old housekeeper who took care of them since they were young, was also in a daze when he got closer, with thin tears appearing in his cloudy eyes, and he said hoarsely: "This is my wife when I was young!"

What, is this really the fuck?Qin Shangluo was dumbfounded.

Qin Shangluo is Ms. Qin's old son, but since he can remember, he has seen his mother as she was 10 minutes ago. He does often hear people around him say that his mother was a beauty in the upper circles of the capital in the last century, with a pomegranate skirt There are countless suitors, and his father was lucky to marry such a beautiful wife.

Whenever he heard such words, Qin Shangluo couldn't hook up the rumored beauty with his vigorous mother, until today...

Looking at the woman in the coffin with closed eyes, exquisite eyebrows, high nose bridge and plump lips, Qin Shangluo realized that her innately beautiful facial features were hereditary who.

It's not the scumbag father who spends his days and nights after marriage and looks like a dog because he takes good care of him, but the mother who is particularly aging because of half her life's work and family work.

Under the skillful hands of the undertaker, now his mother has regained her youthful beauty, wearing a beautiful yellow shroud, green bamboos and white cranes lingering around her, making her extraordinarily gorgeous, as if she had come from the nine heavens Goddess, this is simply the most beautiful woman in the world.

Not to mention the blush on her cheeks, it made her lie in the coffin, looking like she was quietly falling asleep, rather than really leaving.

Qin Shangluo opened his eyes and stared at his mother's last side. After a long time, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to Jiang Mi in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for making her leave so beautifully and peacefully."

It also left him with a good memory and shock, Qin Shangluo was moved quietly in his heart, and before he knew it, he had completely given up the idea of ​​revenge.

"You're welcome, this is our responsibility. We are just an emissary on Huangquan Road, sending them the last journey of life like friends." Jiang Mi said, he handed over a bouquet of flowers, which was explained earlier Yes, the lily, the favorite perfume of the deceased, let the family members of the deceased put it in the coffin.

After the flowers are presented, the process is coming to an end.

It was finally coming to an end, Jiang Meizhu breathed a sigh of relief, she had been worried about her eldest nephew for a long time just now.

Although Jiang Mi intervened midway, the solemn and graceful manner in which he performed the ceremony was still deeply embedded in the minds of today's family members and guests.

The negative reviews seem to have stopped, and the funeral home will not be finished after today, but this is still far from saving the precarious family business.Jiang Mi knew very well that the shock he brought to this group of people was still too small.

So he opened his mouth and said to the weeping daughter of the deceased: "Miss Qin, please don't be overly sad. From now on, eat well, not only for yourself, but also for the child in your stomach."

Qin Minxiu's eyes were wide open, a teardrop was still in the corner of her eye, she stretched out her hand to caress her stomach, and said hesitantly, "How do you know I'm pregnant?" It's only a few days since she was diagnosed.

She glanced at her husband behind her, thinking that he had slipped his tongue, but unexpectedly, her husband was also surprised and shook his head at her.

"Sister, so you're pregnant?" Qin Shangluo was more surprised than anyone else, he looked down at his sister's flat abdomen, and after getting a positive reply, it was his turn to wonder how Jiang Mi knew.I heard that pregnant women have some small habits on weekdays. Could it be that the details of his sister subconsciously touching her belly made the other party notice?

Jiang Mi shook her head: "I don't know, Ms. Qin Yu told me."

Ms. Qin Yu said?All the guests at the scene were surprised, and they didn't know if it was a coincidence, when a gust of wind blew in the room, the flame lit on the white candle fluttered a few times.They felt their body temperature drop, and their bodies seemed to be wrapped in a layer of chill.

[Fuck? 】The live broadcast room that watched the whole process was also taken aback. Only then did Cang Xing realize that he wanted to please the sponsor too much. Before the broadcast started, he was so busy reading the advertisement that he actually forgot to introduce the script introduction to the audience.In order to remedy this, he quickly picked up the script at hand and read it at a glance.

Qin Shangluo was quite satisfied with the Jiang family's remedial service at first, but in the end, Jiang Mi made a fortune and violated his taboo again.

He lowered his face: "You are the mortician, I respect everything you just did for my mother, but the dead are the most important, please don't make jokes in the name of my mother, even if it is a white lie to cheer up my sister .”

Jiang Mi shook her head: "It's not a white lie, this is indeed what your mother said, she is patting your shoulder now." He looked at Qin Shangluo's left shoulder naturally.

As soon as these words came out, the hairs on the backs of the guests were all excited, and they looked at Qin Shangluo's shoulders one after another.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but it seems that Young Master Qin's suit really has traces of being patted down. Could it be that Ms. Qin is really hugging her young son?

There was indeed something that touched him faintly just now, the force was very light, like a feather, Qin Shangluo thought it was wind, so he didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that relatives and friends are looking at his left shoulder at this moment, their eyes are somewhat evasive, and even his sister's face is pale, with a look of surprise, Qin Shangluo's eyes flashed with anger, and his volume turned up a few degrees: "Will you Playing tricks, I'm going to get angry!"

Jiang Mi was not afraid of men's threats, he said in a low voice: "Master Qin, Ling Tang patted you on the shoulder because he wanted to say a few words to you one last time... She said that she opposed you many things during her lifetime, and she didn't think about it until after she died... She Said, let you stay up late, hang out with your friends less, go to some unscrupulous places less, and... stop wandering, chase whoever you like, find a partner and settle down..." There is another sentence, Jiang Mi left it out on purpose, and Ms. Qin said, I think this young embalmer is very good.

Jiang Mi didn't want to repeat these words at all.

But the more he said, the darker Qin Shangluo's face became, which could be said to be as black as the bottom of a pot. "Did my mother tell you about this kind of thing, or did you read it from the newspaper?" There are almost no secrets about the children of the rich and powerful in the capital, which are written by tabloid reporters.

Shut up, nephew!Jiang Meizhu also wanted to rush up to stop her, but her back was wet with fright. When Jiang Mi mentioned that Ms. Qin was present, she was stupid, but she didn't expect the eldest nephew to go too far.

Ignoring everyone's different expressions, Jiang Mi changed her target again and talked to Qin Minxiu, "Miss Qin, Ms. Qin Yu said that she regretted not being able to wait until the birth of the child, but she was lucky to see the birth of this unborn child." future……"

"She asked me to tell you that the child in your womb is a boy with black hair, short eyebrows, and a wrinkled face... This child is very naughty when he grows up, he only loves to play games, yes He has no interest in inheriting the family business, which makes you almost worry about him. Ms. Qin hopes that you will not force him, saying that this child has his own way to go..."

There was so much revealed in it that Qin Minxiu was so shocked that he could not speak.Because her younger brother Qin Shangluo likes the same sex and is destined not to have children, she really thought that after the child is born, both men and women must let each other receive elite-style rigorous education and inherit the family business as soon as possible.Only she and her mother knew about this kind of thinking. As an outsider, it was impossible for Jiang Mi to know.

So what the other party said is true!

The longing and sorrow in Qin Minxiu's heart became more uncontrollable after hearing these gentle instructions, like a flood bursting an embankment. She broke down and cried, and almost fainted in her husband's arms.

"Sister, do you believe it? The probability of having a boy or a girl is half. After the child is born, you will find out that it is a boy. You won't be too late to believe it!" Qin Shangluo cut Jiang Mi with an eye knife, and said coldly: "You have the ability Just keep talking, what did my mother say!" He made up his mind to expose the young man's deceit.

"Ms. Qin said that you have a mole on your butt." After saying this, leaving Young Master Qin who had completely shut up, Jiang Mi walked away.

"Ms. Qin said that she is very grateful to you old friends for allowing her to die warmly surrounded by everyone..." Jiang Mi greeted each other, forcing countless people to cry.

At the end of the whole funeral, it became a sea of ​​tears.

When Ms. Qin Yu's coffin was sent into the incinerator, all relatives and friends present could clearly feel that they still missed the deceased, but as the hot flames engulfed and burned, it seemed that something had really been pulled away from their bodies.

When the crowd dispersed, some relatives said with emotion: "It turns out that the young owner of Jiang's funeral home is a psychic."

"Spiritualist? What the hell?"

"...It's a kind of person who can communicate with the ghosts of the underworld, it's nothing!" This kind of person must not be offended, otherwise there will be nowhere to ask for help in the future.