The next morning!
Just as the sun rose, Qin Mu woke up early because the funeral parlor was a certain distance away from the courtyard house. If he woke up late and couldn't catch the bus, his salary would be deducted.
However, the good thing was that the system had rewarded him with ten yuan yesterday, which saved Qin Mu the trouble of cooking at home.
After spending a few cents to buy a few hot buns, he rushed to work.
They went around in circles.
When they arrived at the funeral parlor, the sun had already risen to its peak, covering the ground with warm sunlight.
This made Qin Mu even more determined to get a bicycle to ride.
Otherwise, it would take a lot of time to change cars and walk all the way.
The distance between the two places wasn't too far. It was only a dozen kilometers away. If they rode a bicycle, they could still save one-third of the time.
Wasn't it nice to sleep a little longer?
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"Yo! The funeral parlor is very lively today!"
The moment he entered, Qin Mu saw many people standing inside the funeral parlor.
There were more than ten people in the group, old and young, and all of them were wearing Bai Ling's clothes.
Obviously, these were the family members who had come to attend the funeral.
However, although these family members came early, they still had to wait a while before entering the burning workshop. They still had to register before burning.
Although the cremation industry had just started these days.
However, this wasn't something that could be burned just because someone wanted to.
He had to go to the local civil administration to issue a death certificate first. After arriving here, the funeral parlor would have to check the procedures again, so there was still time.
Crash!
When he opened the big iron door of the burning workshop, a rotten smell immediately assailed his nose.
"Bah! The higher-ups probably installed an exhaust fan or something. This dust!”
Qin Pai swept away the dust in front of him and turned on the chandelier in the workshop.
Then, he changed into his work clothes.
Because there was work today, he had to burn the road ahead of time to save time later.
Moreover, he had the experience of burning it yesterday.
Qin Mu did it with ease this time.
In a short while, a raging fire was ignited in the furnace.
However, when it came to burning it later, it would depend on the family's decision whether to use coal or diesel.
time to time
Just as Qin Mu was waiting, a middle-aged man's voice came from the door.
"Grandpa Jin, let's get to work!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked in.
When the middle-aged man saw the figure of a strange young man appear in the huge burning workshop, he was stunned and looked around.
"Hey, where's Old Jin?"
When he saw who it was, Qin Mu smiled and nodded.
"Um, Mr. Jin resigned yesterday. I'll be in charge of the incinerating workshop from now on.”
When the person was sizing up Qin Mu, Qin Mu was also sizing him up.
The middle-aged man was tall and sturdy. He had a big body and a round waist. His height was about the same as his, but his dimension was a lot bigger.
It could be said to be powerful.
It was just that such a burly figure had a pockmarked face, making people involuntarily keep a respectful distance.
Resigned?
The middle-aged man slapped his head and smiled awkwardly.
"Oh, look at my memory. Previously, Old Jin mentioned to me that he was going to resign, but I forgot.”
Then, he looked at Qin Mu.
"Haha, it's rare for a young man like you to work here!”
The middle-aged man extended his right hand."Hello, my name is Zhang Dashan. I'm in charge of transporting the deceased. We'll be colleagues from now on.”
Qin Mu also extended his hand and shook it.""Hello, I'm Qin Mu, the crematorium who just arrived yesterday!”
The two of them introduced themselves to each other and could be considered to have gotten to know each other.
Of course, Qin Mu had also heard of Zhang Dashan's name from Old Jin's discussion yesterday, so he had paid attention to it.
This was because the movers had to come to the first scene often. Those with poor mental endurance would not be able to withstand it.
Therefore, they kept changing players.
But Zhang Dashan was different.
His assistants had been changed from batch to batch, but he had been working as a driver and main force for more than ten years!
Just this courage alone was worthy of respect.
Then, the two of them chatted for a while.
It was obvious that Chang Dashan was easier to get along with than Chen Jianghe, the receptionist in the front hall yesterday.
"By the way, since this place is under your control, the family procedures are almost done. Later, go to the hall in front and pull the deceased over. Don't waste time!”
"Alright, that's all. I'll leave first!”
As he spoke, the middle-aged man waved his hand at Qin Mu before turning around to leave.
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In just a short while, Qin Mu pulled the deceased over from the hall in front.
Qin Mu had also learned about it from his discussion with Zhang Dashan.
Today, this victim had lived for more than 80 years, which could be considered to have died of old age.
At this age, most people would have many children and grandchildren.
It could be seen from the funeral procession that there were more than ten people, and they were all from three generations!
It was a stark contrast to the lonely brother from yesterday.
It was still better to have a lot of children and grandchildren. At the last moment, there would be relatives to send him off.
As he was thinking, Qin Mu opened the cover of the boiler.
Because the family members had paid more, they used diesel this time.
Half a bucket of diesel was poured into the boiler, and the big stuff inside burned even more vigorously.
In an instant, it engulfed the old lady.
"My mother!"
"Granny!"
Immediately, the family members who came to attend the funeral burst into tears.
When Qin Mu, who was standing at the side, heard the crying, he felt bad.
Sigh!
The grace of nurturing was as deep as the sea!
Even if they had a lot of children and grandchildren, they could not escape the scene of being born, old, sick, and dead until they turned into ashes.
An hour later.
When the time was up, Qin Mu opened the cover of the boiler.
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in his mind as promised.
"Ding! Congratulations to host Wang Cheng for burning once.[Yellow Grade 5, Reward: One Marrow Cleansing Pill, Hunting Pins x20]”
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