Chen Chu got out of the car and looked up at the somewhat dilapidated nursing home in front of him.

This is where his first guest worked part-time during the summer vacation.

A week ago, he bragged with his brother in the dormitory. As long as the funeral home is given enough money, he can press it back and throw it into the crematorium even if the dead person cheats the corpse.

Unexpectedly, this incident really happened to me in a blink of an eye. Although it was not a funeral home, there was only a distance between the funeral class and the funeral home.

His grandfather asked him to find this job. After learning that the intern’s salary was 6,000 yuan and the monthly income was over 10,000 yuan, Chen Chu came here overnight with his bag.

The exterior wall of the nursing home is a little black, and it is covered with ivy. The wall skin is falling off and the rust is falling off. This nursing home is probably a bit old.

A middle-aged woman stood in front of the gate of the nursing home.

She crossed her hands in front of her, with a white floral green shirt, an off-white pleated skirt, and gray canvas shoes.

The head of the troupe, Li Yin, got out of the car and walked over to talk to the woman for a few words. The woman nodded. It was obvious that she seemed to respect the head of the troupe. It was this kind of bowing... I was too polite.

The woman then turned around and entered the nursing home, and Li Yin returned from the gate.

"We will carry things in at 7 o'clock in the evening."

It has to be said that the troupe is quite handsome, with people relying on clothes and horses relying on saddles, long silver-white hair, ponytail, a fine silver short beard on the upper lip, and a face-up Tang suit with black background and gold edges.

Chen Chu muttered in his heart that it was really a pity to stay in this funeral team, and the entertainment industry was his destination.

I heard that an elderly man died in the nursing home this time, so I specially invited their team to come to the door to handle the funeral. This was also the first time he took on work after he came to the funeral team.

Li Yin came over and patted Chen Chu's shoulder with his big hand, "Xiao Chen, I'll just call you that. Thank you for your hard work. I've just come here and have to go with us before I get rested. I can still adapt."

Chen Chu turned his head and stood behind him was the headmaster Li Yin.

"Can adapt." Chen Chu had a silly smile on his face.

As long as you give more money, you can adapt to anything.

He received nine years of compulsory education and believed in science.

What is a dead person or a corpse? Can you still jump out of the coffin and attack me?

"Hahaha, then do it well. I will introduce you to a wife at the end of the year. Work hard, and it will still be up to you young people in the future." Li Yin slapped Chen Chu's shoulder with a big hand.

"Taiwan..."

Li Yin interrupted Chen Chu, "Don't imitate those two fools calling me that. They are very serious, call me Lao Li."

"Old Li."

Li Yin nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, I'll help them carry things." Chen Chu noticed that the Pu brothers behind him were unloading props from the small truck.

He knew that he didn't know anything just now and could only do some physical work within his ability.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of time. Although I know that my grandfather may know Li Bantou, the rules were not set by others for you, but they should understand them.

When Chen Chu lifted the big black pocket, he didn't know what was inside. It was very heavy, and the things in his pocket made a thumping sound.

You have to hold your pockets with both hands and move forward slowly step by step like a crab.

The nursing home is a bit deserted. When passing by the gate, the gate sways slightly, making a difficult and obscure sound.

The cold wind blew, and the leaves of the ancient puerar trees in the yard made a crisp sound, rolling up a few dead leaves on the ground.

Chen Chu felt a little itchy and numb, as if there were ants crawling on his back.

Putting down the pocket in his hand, Chen Chu put his hand on his back and scratched it.

After scratching for a while, the itchy feeling slowed down a little.

It’s not that there is no more, but he just barely adapted.

When Chen Chu was bent down and raised his pocket, he seemed to be glancing at something.

But when he looked again, at the end of the corner, there seemed to be an old man in black clothes standing.

The old man stood far away, wearing a small black cotton jacket and a felt hat, with a pale complexion and staring at him.

Steady footsteps came from behind,

The Pu brothers carried several steel pipes on their shoulders and walked steadily in one hand with a large black pocket.

"Just mention the things to the second floor."

When passing by, Pu Yu turned around and greeted Chen Chu.

"good."

When Chen Chu withdrew his gaze and looked at the corner of the house again, there was no one there.

When Chen Chu carried the things to the second floor, Pu Yu and Pu Ji had already run twice and carried the rest on it.

"This thing is a bit heavy. Let's take it together next time." Pu Ji said.

Pu Yu scratched his head, "We two usually do some rough work and have the strength to do it. You are a college student, and you are different from us."

Pu Ji touched his younger brother with his elbow and said to Chen Chu: "What are you saying? There is nothing different. After a summer vacation, you will definitely be much stronger. When you go back to school, there will definitely be many girls who like you."

"Brother, I think that as long as Brother Chen Chu looks, there are probably no shortage of girls who like it now." Pu Yu stared at Chen Chu's face and looked seriously for a while.

"Two brothers, don't hack me, I'm still a single dog." Chen Chu beg for mercy.

Pu Ji and Pu Yu are brothers, with very distinctive figures, one is tall and thin, and the other is short and round.

There are not many people in the funeral class, and there are only six interns, Chen Chu, a total of them, and they are a small team.

Except for the headmaster Li Yin and the Pu brothers, the remaining two are Old Man Deng and Sister Mei.

The location of the mourning hall is the elderly activity center on the second floor of the nursing home. The layout of the nursing home building is in a concave shape. The activity hall is located in the center of the second floor, and the first floor is full of the elderly’s residences.

When the second floor mourning hall was laid out, it was already dark outside.

The elderly in the nursing home have basically come down, and rows of blue plastic benches are placed in front of the mourning hall.

However, these benches were empty and no one sat down on them.

"It's time to dinner. Seeing that you have been busy for so long, hurry up and have some hot meals. I'll prepare dinner."

The woman wearing a white, floral and green shirt and apron came to greet Chen Chu and the others.

Chen Chu recognized her, the woman who just talked to the headmaster at the gate.

Unexpectedly, she also worked as a chef here part-time.

The canteen mentioned by a woman is next to the mourning hall. Just turn right when you go out.

The cafeteria is not big, only the size of a classroom, and two fans are whizzing above my head.

The hot wind blows, bringing the unrestrainedness of the mountain city in July.

The dinner was very good, and each person had four separate dishes and one soup, three meat and one vegetable.

This is also a benefit for doing funerals, which can save some money on food.

Seeing Chen Chu come in, the Pu brothers quickly waved to let Chen Chu come and sit next to him.

"The food in this welfare home tastes very good." Pu Ji said.

"Where is Sister Mei, won't she come to have a meal?" Chen Chu asked.

"She just ate, and now she'll go change her clothes." Old Man Deng, who was sitting on the far right, knocked the bong in his hand and shook off the ashes on the floor.

Old Man Deng stared at Chen Chu with a subtle look.

If you want to talk about who is the one who fits the professional temperament in this funeral class best, it is Old Man Deng.

The phoenix has sparse eyes and a clear cheekbones.

If you hold another Taoist bun and hold a dust handle in your hand, you can directly play the old Taoist priest.

Old Man Deng stood up, stretched his waist, then picked up a piece of clothing from the bench beside him, shook his arms through, and draped it on his body.

The buckle was slowly buckled on the chest, and the Tai Chi pattern in the middle almost blinded Chen Chu's eyes.

"I'll set up the altar first." Old Man Deng walked out the door with his hands behind his back.

The Pu brothers ate very quickly. The chopsticks in their hands were like two shovels, digging the food in the bowl into their mouths, and the horizontal line dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After eating, Pu Yu and Pu Ji got up, and Pu Yu looked at the head teacher, "We'll go and help first."

"Well, you guys go first."

Li Yin waved his hand.

"Okay, the headmaster."

Li Yin's meal speed was not too fast, but when Chen Chu put down his chopsticks, Li Yin on the opposite side also dropped his chopsticks at the same time.

"Are you full?"

"I'm full."

"Let's go."

When I returned to the mourning hall next door, most of the seats were already full.
To be continued...