The next morning.
With the first crow, Qin Mu climbed out of bed.
He had only spent less than half of the 10 yuan that the system had rewarded him yesterday, so he still went out to eat today.
Of course, the main reason was that Qin Mu didn't want to do it himself.
He had not touched the bag of rice in the space for the past two days.
After leaving the alley, Qin Mu walked a few hundred meters forward and found a breakfast stall.
Because he woke up early, he had enough time.
After ordering a bowl of bean juice, Wu Genyou found an empty seat and started eating leisurely.
Nowadays, those who could eat breakfast in this state-run breakfast shop were all rich and noble people. Moreover, there were not only steamed buns and fried dough sticks, but also milk and bread that they had learned from their big brother.
However, Qin Mu wasn't interested in these things.
The moment he sat down, Qin Mu swept a glance at the people who came to eat breakfast in the shop. With a single glance, he saw that they were all middle-aged and elderly people with extraordinary bearing.
A young man like him was unique.
However, Qin Mu didn't care about that.
The world is big, and the rice is big!
He didn't care about the few cents for breakfast.
In his eyes, this money was just spent.
Otherwise, it would be a pile of waste paper.
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"Hey, Old Lou, I heard that your Xiao Er's blind date was delayed?”
"How is it? What family does he come from?"
"Hai, don't mention it. This girl has been spoiled by her mother since she was young. This time, she's meeting a projectionist from the publicity department in our factory!”
"Oh, then your Little Er is marrying down, haha!”
Just as Qin Mu was eating his youtiao, the conversation between the two people at the neighboring table caught his attention.
Old Lou?
Little Er?
Lou Xiao'e?
Qin Mu was shocked. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?
The timeline of his arrival was a little early. Not only was Jia Donghai unharmed, but Xu Damao had not married Lou Xiao'e yet.
Thinking of this, this person was Lou Xiao'e's father.
When he thought of this, Qin Mu took a glance.
Lou Cheng's father was in his fifties. His hair was combed back, and his attire was meticulous, especially the shiny mechanical watch on his hand.
It was obvious that he was from a wealthy family.
Qin Mu, who was familiar with the plot, knew that this fellow wasn't simple.
He was one of the top capitalists in the city and was nicknamed Lou Bancheng.
Although the factory under his name had been state-owned since the implementation of the policy a few years ago, his strength could not be underestimated.
However, she did not expect to bump into him after having breakfast.
And if he guessed correctly, the projectionist he was talking about was mostly Xu Damao.
Tsk tsk!
"I don't know what kind of charm this Xu Damao has to be able to hook up with a heavenly beauty like Lou Xiao'e!”
However, this was their business, so Qin Mu wanted to gossip in his heart.
As for obstructing them from doing anything…
He wouldn't just sit around and do nothing.
Putting aside the fact that he wasn't interested in Lou Xiao'e's style, let's put this aside.
Although this Lou Xiao'e was good, her background was a problem. In a few years, this would be a huge problem!
When he thought of this, Qin Mu lost interest in their conversation. He quickly finished the youtiao in front of him and rushed to work.
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They went around in circles.
From the thin morning fog to the sunshine!
An hour later, Qin Mu arrived at the funeral parlor.
Because he had exchanged a few words with the guard yesterday, he was already familiar with him, so Qin Mu greeted him the moment he entered the main door.
"Good morning, Grandpa!"
"Hey, Chelle!"
Sir System also responded with a smile. However, Qin Mu still couldn't get used to the empty eye sockets!
After entering, Qin Mu swept his gaze around and saw that there was no one in the huge courtyard.
It seemed like he could slack off today.
It was just as Old Jin had said.
Sometimes, no one would come for a few days.
"Yo, Brother Zhang, you're here so early!"
As soon as he walked to his incinerating workshop in the backyard, he saw Zhang Dashan wiping his small truck with a bucket of water.
This truck was also provided by the funeral parlor for the convenience of transporting the deceased!
It looked like it was modified by Old Liberation, and the back of the car was covered with a thick oilcloth.
On one side of the car, the words "West City Funeral Parlor" were also printed!
However, looking at the rusted appearance, this car was probably old.
Zhang Dashan grinned when he saw Qin Mu.
"Haha, I'm used to waking up early. I'm just wiping the car when I have nothing to do!”
Qin Mu took out a cigarette and handed it over. He then lit one for himself.
Anyway, there was nothing to do today. It was not bad to have someone to talk to to relieve his boredom.
Otherwise, it would be boring to stay here alone.
Zhang Dashan was a man who was good at talking.
After a short while, the two of them started chatting.
Qin Mu also learned about things that Old Gold hadn't mentioned before.
Just like this funeral parlor that had just moved in not long ago.
This place was originally not far from the Second Ring Road.
However, due to the impact on the city's appearance, they had no choice but to move to a barren mountain more than ten kilometers away.
Other than that, Zhang Dashan talked about the time when he went out to move the corpses.
Some of the deceased's family members were reasonable. They went over directly and pulled them over.
However, there were also some who were difficult to deal with. In addition, they did not do a good job of confidentiality. If they were reported, they could only use forceful methods to drag them over and burn them.
It couldn't be helped. The tradition of thousands of years couldn't be erased in a short time.
As they chatted, Qin Mu also thought of Old Gold's words.
He also mentioned it casually.
"Ah, by the way, Brother Zhang, why do you think our funeral parlor only works half a day? Why do we have to leave the factory in the afternoon?”
Qin Mu asked.
Zhang Dashan's expression changed, but he quickly hid it.
"Ah, well, I still have something to do. There's an old man who passed away yesterday in Dongcheng Area. I'm preventing his family members from secretly burying him. I still have to bring Xiao Chen to have a talk later. I'll leave first.”
After saying that, he got into the small truck and stepped on the accelerator to leave.
Hiss!
Taboo topic?
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