"A descendant of your family?"

"Yes." Pu'er said firmly, "So, now I finally understand why I had a crush on her as soon as I met her. She has the same blood as me."

"Hehehe."

Karen laughed out loud.

"why are you laughing?"

"It is said that we are close to each other every generation. How many generations are you separated from?"

"It's hard to count. God knows how many generations after her she will give birth to to the next generation."

"No, you misunderstood what I meant. Who encouraged me before to just lie down and be comfortable and give birth to the baby?"

"You...shut up!"

"Are you as grandma as I am?"

"You...shut up!"

Karen put his hands on the table, stretched out his hand, and gently hooked Pu'er's chin, making Pu'er's little head tremble.

Pu'er didn't pay attention to this frivolous behavior, but said curiously:

"You just believed what I said?"

"yes."

"Don't ask me, why are you so sure, just based on the family emblem on a gift wallet?"

"No need to ask."

"Don't you want to go through the process?"

"Isn't it strange that the blind date Dis agreed to is a descendant of your family?"

"Well..." Pu'er shook his head, "It actually feels natural."

"Yes, so there's nothing surprising. If you say yes, I believe it. But why did you ask me so excitedly to stay away from her just now?

Is there any genetic disease in your family?

Or is there a curse in the family?

Or,

When a member of your family reaches a certain age, will you turn into a cat?"

Pu'er shook his head,

road:

"I became a cat because of my own reasons. I broke up with my family very early due to some things, and then I met some people and had some accidents. I could only be a cat for so long.

Although my family is somewhat mysterious, as far as I know, there are no hereditary diseases or curses."

"Then why are you so excited to warn me to stay away from your descendant?"

"I……"

Pu'er didn't know what to say.

Then,

It saw Karen smiling.

Pu'er lowered his head silently with some guilt, and even showed a flattering look on his face.

Karen stretched out her hand,

I touched the cat’s head,

Pu'er rarely took the initiative to use his head to cater to him.

At the same time he said:

"Today's pickled fish was really delicious. I will probably remember it in my dreams tonight."

"Because I am an evil god, and you are afraid that because of me, I will bring implication and misfortune to your family."

"..."Pu'er.

Karen was very calm when she said this.

Pu'er raised his head in shame and looked at Karen.

Previously, it was excited and spoke hastily, but now, it suddenly felt that it had really lost its dignity by warning him for this reason, and it felt very sorry.

Moreover, he gave himself pickled fish today, and he and his blind date ate fried noodles.

It would be nice if he was easy to fool, but he can always sensitively capture people's inner thoughts.

"I can understand, it's okay. I am myself, and my family is my family. Even after a hundred years, my family is still a symbol that cannot be erased from my heart." Karen continued to rub Pu'er's head, "But this matter, I

It doesn’t seem to count after saying so.”

"Well, my descendant must have fallen in love with you. I think most women in this world, looking at your face and chatting with you for a long time, will want to drag you to bed without any regrets.

"

"That's not what I meant. I meant Dis."

"Oh, by the way, Dis!"

Pu'er raised his head again: "Dis must know what I said before!"

Karen thinks that Pu'er may have been a cat for too long, causing it to have a single loop in its thinking, that is, it can only say one thing or do one thing, and cannot do both;

This is normal. This state is equivalent to being in jail. Over the years, in addition to being able to talk to Dis, he can also talk to himself. Being autistic for a long time can easily make people lose some communication and thinking.

"Your family is very rich in Wein?"

"In my time, my family was not that rich. In fact, paper wealth was often not a big deal, just like Morf that night.

This does not mean that my family has developed better and better in the past hundred years. It can even be guessed that... it has gotten worse and worse.

It’s so bad that I need to have afternoon tea with the old ladies from the Venn royal family.”

"No matter how long a public toilet has not been cleaned, it will still smell like canned herrings."

"You are right, so Dis's purpose is..."

Everyone at the dinner table and the cat were silent.

"You will ask Dis, right?" Karen looked at Pu'er.

"Actually, Dis is not an easy person to get along with." Pu'er replied, "It has been like this since he was a child. Anything he decides to do cannot be changed."

"learn."

"Of course, maybe it's different here. He's always special to you." Pu'er showed a wry smile, "Of course, maybe it's because you are special too."

At this time, the doorbell rang downstairs.

There is a doorbell specially set up for guests at the door of Immelais' house, with a sign on it.

However, Miss Eunice had not used it before. After all, she was not a pure "guest", so it seemed inappropriate to call the host's family in this way.

Karen came downstairs and found an old lady standing at the door, and the person supporting the old lady was Mrs. Seymour.

"Hello, ma'am."

"Hello." The old lady looked a little haggard.

"Hello, Mrs. Seymour."

"Hello, Karen, this is Mrs. Modes. Mr. Modes has just passed away. We need to give him a decent and appropriate funeral."

This is the word-of-mouth effect. Obviously, Mrs. Seymour served as an introducer to the family.

For a long time, half of the Immelais' truly profitable business has been run on this kind of "word of mouth."

"I'm sorry for this. Your condolences."

Mrs. Modes nodded.

"Please take a seat."

Karen arranged for them to sit down, and then went to make black tea without asking them about their taste.

Because it can be observed that Mrs. Modes is not a person with a strong personality, and she is in the grief of losing her husband. At this time, what the "customer" with a conservative personality actually needs is not one "choice" after another.

", but she sits there, and you are a little stronger, giving suggestions while helping her make decisions.

so,

Next, when talking about the funeral details and arrangements, including venue layout and coffin selection,

Karen's ending words are all:

"Do you think this is okay?"

"Do you think it's appropriate for me to help you choose this way?"
To be continued...