"Brother, what are you thinking?"

Mina, who had just helped Karen with his nose, saw her cousin looking out the window in a daze, and asked curiously.

In the past, her cousin may have been a little withdrawn because of the death of her parents. She didn't go to high school after junior high school, so he stayed at home and didn't communicate much with others;

After a serious illness recently, although her brother seemed to be a little "heartbroken", she was much more cheerful than before, and she was willing to talk to her brother.

"Oh, wondering whether to go to school or not."

Karen rubbed the tip of his nose lightly. The pain was not as strong as before. The cotton ball was stuffed in her nose, and it shouldn't take long to take it out.

Previously, he was actually thinking about what just happened in the basement and the scene in the dream. Was it an accident related to his "body" and "spirit", or did he really encounter a "spiritual event"?

After all, for the latter, the previous basement already contained most of the triggerable conditions.

However, after all, it was just a dream, no matter how terrifying the nightmare was, after waking up, the palpitations would immediately dissipate.

After that, Karen was still thinking more about her future path.

He doesn't think that as a "traverser", he can easily start a successful life with daily progress;

But in the last life, as a self-made "struggle",

He has enough confidence to rely on his own ability and quality to make a decent appearance in this "new world".

After all, no matter what, the identity of "Karen" brought him, let's not talk about the help, anyway, there is nothing at all about the burden.

that's enough.

"My brother used to dislike going to school." Mina said with a smile.

The former Karen, who was a bit biased towards autism, naturally didn't like the crowded places like school.

"Going to school is very important, especially when you are young." Karen said seriously, "Most people, when they grow up and become adults, will regret why they can't use some more when they study when they are young. Goong and suffer a little more."

"The tone of my brother's words is the same as that of my mother."

"Haha." Karen shrugged, "Mina, pour me a glass of water."

"Okay, brother."

My sister obediently went to help pour the water.

Karen opened the window in the room, fresh air came in, he took a deep breath, and then Karen closed the window again, the wind was so cold.

Turning back, Karen saw the black cat Pall appeared at the head of his bed at some point, crawling there, staring at him, occasionally turning his neck slightly, as if looking up and down.

"Pall, tsk tsk tsk..."

Karen tried to tease the black cat with a common "pronunciation language" used to tease cats and dogs.

Pall tilted his head, not taking the bait.

Karen stepped forward, the black cat was not afraid, no matter what, Karen was also a family member. Karen reached out and stroked the cat's head.

"Meow……"

Pall turned his head, not seeming to like the caress.

"Why did Grandpa give you such a tongue-in-cheek name." Karen said to himself, "Pall...Pall, oh, it's better to call it Pu'er, it's a lot fresher all of a sudden."

The black cat shifted his body, obviously, there was no corresponding joy for this "new name" with a very similar pronunciation.

Mina brought a glass of water over and said:

"Mom is calling for Dad."

"Ok?"

In this era, the "mobile phone" has not yet appeared, and the efficiency of calling someone from a landline is actually very low.

Besides, if nothing else, Uncle Mason should be "drifting" on which street in his hearse by now.

After delivering water to Karen, Mina familiarly picked up the rag to clean the window sill. Originally, there were two maids in the Immelis family, one was in charge of cleaning and housework and the other was in charge of cooking. After the uncle's family and the mother and daughter of Aunt Winnie came back one after another, the two maids were also fired by the grandfather.

The housework on weekdays was done by Mina with her younger brother Lunt and her aunt's daughter Chris. Three meals were done alternately by Aunt Mary and Aunt Winnie.

Everyone in the family has "jobs", so Karen is the most idle one.

It can also be seen from the side that the always majestic grandfather Di Si is indeed different from others in treating this eldest grandson.

At this time, Grandpa went upstairs.

Mina stood up immediately, as did Karen, who was holding a water glass;

Many times, whether there are rules at home does not depend on the so-called "tutoring" and "tradition", but on whether there is a person in the family who makes you fear and fear.

Di Si's eyes swept over his grandson and granddaughter. He stayed on his grandson for a while without saying anything. He pushed open the door of his room and walked in.

The stagnant atmosphere in the air did not return to "circulation" until the sound of the door closing.

Karen breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at Mina, and found that Mina was doing the same thing.

"Grandpa, it seems to be busy every day." Karen asked.

"Yes, there are a lot of things going on in the church, and grandpa also travels a lot." Mina replied.

While talking, the grandfather's door was pushed open from the inside, and the grandfather, who had changed into "priest" clothes, came out again with a black box in his hand.

"I'm not coming back for lunch," Diess said.

"Oh, okay, Grandpa." Mina responded immediately.

Diess went downstairs.

After a while, Karen saw her grandpa walking downstairs into the yard through the windowsill.

The suit on Dies's body obviously has the meaning of religious clothing, but it seems to be a little different, giving him a very specific feeling.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, Di Si's being a "priest" will help expand the family's business. After all, his identity is easy to gain the trust of the believers in the church, and he can...take more orders for the family;

But Karen didn't think it was that simple, and when Grandpa opened the courtyard door and walked out, Karen suddenly found the source of that "meaning".

"Our grandfather, a bit like Ninth Uncle."

"Brother, who is the ninth uncle?"

"A priest who specializes in catching vampires."

"Oh, is that so, in the play?"

"Well, yes. Mina, do we have to drag it all over again?"

"Well, there are stairs."

"I'll help you."

"But brother, your body?"

"no problem."

Karen started mopping the floor for Mina. After mopping the floor, she went to mop the stairs. When changing the bucket, Karen came to the yard, where there was a large faucet, and it was quicker to collect water.

At this time, Uncle Mason came back in his modified "Husk" car, Ron and Paul pushed down a stretcher car with an old man lying on it, and Karen saw the white hair covered by the white cloth.

Uncle Mason ran into the yard first, not noticing Karen who was fetching water in the corner, and went straight to Aunt Mary.

"Father is looking for you," said Aunt Mary.

"Where's father?" Uncle Mason's eyes were a little erratic.

This is like doing something wrong, fearing to be blamed by the elders, and Karen will pay attention to these details because of the professional habits of the past life.

"Father just went out," said Aunt Mary.

"This..." Uncle Mason seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm going out to find my father, maybe he's in church."

"Well, then you go."

Uncle Mason ran out immediately without the car.

Aunt Mary didn't notice the difference in her husband,

Because her attention was now on the old man who had just been sent from the nursing home,

soon,

Then I heard Aunt Mary scream:

"God, why does he still have shit on him!"

...

Paul and Ron, who failed to complete their instructions, were asked by Aunt Mary to be responsible for the cleaning of the remains. Facing the angry Ms. Mary, they did not dare to resist.

Paul transported the stretcher to the basement first, while Ron walked up to Cullen:

"Master Karen, I need to borrow a bucket and a mop."

"Let me lift it up for you."

"No, no." Ron twisted his neck. He was tall and a little fat. Although he was not very old, his beer belly was already obvious. "Let's deal with it."

Karen asked with a smile, "So why didn't the nurse clean up that person's body?"

This was supposed to be the job of a nursing home nurse to initially clean up the remains of the deceased clients, otherwise it would not look good when the family members came to see the remains of their relatives still dirty.

"I'm making you laugh, young master." Ron scratched his head embarrassedly, "I made an appointment with the lady nurse who is in charge of Mr. Mosang to watch a movie in the next two days."

I see……

Ron's face flushed slightly and continued:

"She said she likes watching movies and eating popcorn, and she can hand feed it to me while watching a movie, so... so I don't want to feed my popcorn hand, just wiped that thing over the body.

Do you know, young master, it's really a sweet thing for couples to feed each other popcorn while watching a movie. In the dim light, when she puts popcorn in your mouth, you can lick her fingers with your tongue ;

Oh my gosh, this is amazing! "

"Dream you."

Paul's voice came. He had transported Mr. Moissan into the basement, and now he came up to get plastic gloves and washing powder.

"Paul, I know, you're just jealous of me!"

"Jealous of you? Come on, Ron, except Mrs. Hughes, the proprietress of the Hughes Crematorium, who will like you. I guess no other woman will like you."

"You are talking nonsense!"

Ron pointed at Paul angrily.

"Mrs. Hughes?" Karen asked curiously.

It sounds like the proprietress of the crematorium should be a rich woman, so why is Ron so excited?

"Haha." Paul laughed first, and then explained, "You shouldn't know, Master Karen, before the body is put into the furnace for incineration, it is necessary to spray gasoline on the body to help it burn, and thin people often need more Gasoline, otherwise the bones will not burn. But for fat people, the oil on their body can help burn.

So Mrs. Hughes of the crematorium likes Ron's body the most, because he saves fuel. "

"So it is."

"Damn, Paul, how dare you arrange me like this in front of Master Cullen!"

"Let's go, let's go down and do things first, or Mrs. Mary will lose her temper in a while."

Ron and Paul went to the basement with their things while bickering.

In the hall, Aunt Mary lit a cigarette, and she was not in such a bad mood.

Because Paul told her good news, that this old man named Mosan has children, and the children will come later.

If it is not a welfare bill, it means that there is oil and water, and even the lowest-level package is profitable.

And Aunt Mary's "salary" also has to be supported by the family's "performance", and the remaining profit after deducting expenses and staying in the public service will be distributed to the family as a subsidy;

Aunt Winnie is in charge of the bill.

This is also the reason why the family is afraid of Grandpa, but no one speaks ill of him behind his back. He is very serious, but he is by no means a stingy old man who is greedy for money.

Karen went back to the second floor to help her cousin Mina clean the furniture.

When it was almost finished, I heard Ron and Paul coming up from the basement below. They had cleaned up the body, and then Aunt Mary had to do it.

Because family members may come to arrange the mourning meeting in the afternoon, it is necessary to treat the old man better at this time.

However, there seemed to be guests in the house, and Karen heard Aunt Mary calling herself downstairs:

"Karen, come down and entertain Mr. Hoffen."

Karen, who put down the rag, first searched "Mr. Hoffen" in her mind:

This is an old man, a retired teacher of the philosophy department of the university. He has a good pension and a decent life. He is a good friend with his grandfather and often comes to him for tea and chat.

In addition, he is also very interested in divination. He once gave Karen a pair of exquisite playing cards, not tarot cards... the kind that can be used to fight landlords.

Karen first went to the kitchen on the second floor, made a cup of tea, then served some simple refreshments, and carried it to the living room on the first floor.

Mr. Hoffen is tall, but very thin;

Thin people tend to have more three-dimensional facial features and more intuitive emotional expression.

When Karen saw him,

I found that Mr. Hoffin's eyes were locked directly on himself.

Even the pet dog, the golden retriever, who was lying beside Mr. Hoffin, seemed to sense the owner's mood swings and stood up slowly, but it was a little dazed and didn't know what went wrong.

Until it saw Pu'er crawling at the entrance of the stairs, it seemed to instinctively found a point of interest and wanted to get up and go over.

But Pu'er was just swept away by the cat's eyes, and the big golden retriever wilted immediately, and lay down again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffen, my grandfather went out, but I think grandpa should be back soon. Uncle has already gone to him."

Karen put down the tea and said a few words.

who knows,

at this time,

Mr. Hoffen stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Karen's wrist, and his whole face came over in an instant, and his breathing became extremely rapid at this time.

He used a suppressed but uncontrollable excited tone,

asked:

"You're not Karen... who are you...?"

In an instant, a sense of crisis hit Karen's mind instantly. This crisis came from the fact that the other party tore his identity directly in a single encounter, leaving Karen, who had done psychological construction for half a month, at a loss.

Karen subconsciously took two steps back, trying to distance herself from Mr. Hoffen,

Coincidentally, Mr. Hoffen, who was holding Cullen's wrist, lost his balance with his body and stumbled unexpectedly. He used his hands to support the table, but unfortunately it was empty again, and his body followed. When he fell forward, his forehead hit the edge of the table.

"boom!"

Muffled sound came out,

Immediately after,

Mr. Hoffen fell backwards, the back of his head slammed onto the tile without any hindrance;

"Snapped!"

Karen looked at the scene in front of her in astonishment.

The old man who just pointed out his "identity problem" directly is now more out of breath than in air;

and,

A large piece of blood began to spill out on the living room tile under his head.

At this time, Mina, who was still busy on the second floor, seemed to hear a voice and stood at the entrance of the stairs and shouted:

"Brother, what happened downstairs?"

Karen licked her lips,

Standing up slowly,

replied:

"Mr. Hoffen suffered a stroke and fell."