Grandpa's hand was on Karen's shoulder.

Karen's body also trembled.

"Then... go home."

"okay."

Karen is clear and certain of what he has just experienced. He does not think it is his "overthinking" in this situation, it is pure "life and death".

reach out,

Push open the gate,

Karen took a step,

take a step forward,

Then the knees and below instantly became weak, and the whole person staggered forward;

Thanks to his other hand, he kept pulling on the leash of the golden retriever, which caused the golden retriever to be dragged forward, and finally fell on the golden retriever.

"Well……"

Blonde let out a groan.

Karen immediately got up on her hands and couldn't help but look back at Grandpa who was standing there.

Grandpa was looking at him with no other expression.

Karen picked up the rough-skinned golden retriever again and continued to walk home.

In the living room, Aunt Mary was sitting there discussing matters with several middle-aged men and women. It should be the children of the old man in the nursing home who arranged the funeral.

Aunt Mary called out to Karen, but Karen didn't respond, and she let go of the leash as she went up the stairs.

I went all the way to the third floor, pushed open the door of my own room, walked in, locked the door again, and then leaned back against the door, the whole person slowly slipped and slumped on the ground.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

Karen began to gasp uncontrollably.

Tears, snot, and cold sweat began to drip uncontrollably,

He clenched his hands tightly,

He suppressed his voice to a very low level, and all kinds of swear words kept coming out of his mouth.

At this moment,

Only the swear words that don't think about and stick to instinct can help him solve a little.

but,

Soon,

Mina's voice came from outside the door:

"Brother, lunch is in the kitchen. I'll warm it up for you and you can eat it?"

Karen took a deep breath, wiped her tears with the palm of her hand, and wiped her snot with the back of her hand.

road:

"No, I'm not hungry."

"Okay, brother."

Mina left.

Karen leaned against the door, looking up.

Mr. Hoffen saw who I was, and Grandpa was just at the door, obviously... he was going to kill me!

He just wanted to kill me, his grandson!

The "identity issue" that I thought I had little to worry about had brought me a clear crisis at this moment. No, I had already escorted me to the gallows.

At this moment, cousin Lunt's voice sounded from outside the door:

"Brother, grandpa called you to have lunch with him."

Karen gritted her teeth and waved her fists,

Damn, damn, damn! ! !

The person I am most afraid of facing now is my grandfather, and that is Di Si!

but,

What's more damning is that Karen found that she didn't dare to refuse.

After a moment of blank stare,

"Ah……"

Karen suddenly laughed.

He covered his face with his hands,

Unable to restrain this laughter, his shoulders also trembled.

He clearly knew the change in his current state of mind,

from one extreme to the other,

Abbreviation:

Broken cans.

When people are greatly stimulated, it is easy to have similar emotions. For example, people who were thrifty and housekeepers will go to spend a lot of money, and people who are clean and hygienic suddenly go to waste;

After you have calmed down, you will probably regret it.

But this does not prevent them from indulging in that period of indulgence;

Humans, after all, have flesh and blood and souls. Even machines need to stop for repairs and maintenance after being overloaded.

Karen stood up slowly,

He looked at himself in the bedroom mirror,

Karen didn't feel any regret or shame because of her weak performance. A normal person suddenly faced the situation of life and death suddenly, who can really keep calm?

but,

He is tired.

...

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's already past lunchtime.

Karen walked to the table and sat down.

Dis raised his head, glanced at Karen, and found that Karen's expression was very natural, coupled with the wet hair that was swept back, she looked very energetic.

In front of them was a plate of noodles with tomato sauce, and in the middle was a pie.

Pick up a fork, roll up the dough and put it in your mouth,

Sweet and sour, soft and waxy... um, unpalatable.

He picked up another pie and took a bite. The sweet feeling almost sent Karen away.

Karen put down her fork reluctantly and sighed.

Diess asked while eating slowly:

"What's wrong?"

Noting that Aunt Mary and Aunt Winnie were not on the second floor, Karen answered bluntly:

"Unappetizing."

Mina, who was carrying water next to her, was obviously a little uncomfortable when she heard such a direct conversation, because everyone in the family, including her parents, was always in awe when facing her grandfather.

For example, food reviews and willful expressions are not allowed.

Diess took a bite of the pie and asked:

"What do you want to eat?"

Karen shook her head and said, "I'll make lunch tomorrow."

Dis wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and said slowly:

"good."

But next, Diess pointed to the food in front of Karen: "Don't waste it."

"good."

Karen starts eating again.

Diess picked up the glass of water in his hand, took a sip, and kept his eyes on Karen.

And Karen, obviously frowning and eating, he didn't make any emotional cover up, and sighed while eating.

"Food requires the most basic respect." Dis reminded.

Karen also took a glass of water from Mina and used it to swallow the sweet and greasy pie in her mouth, saying:

"It is really disrespectful to cook the ingredients badly."

Dis nodded thoughtfully,

road:

"Then I look forward to lunch tomorrow."

At this time, Aunt Mary came up from the downstairs. Karen noticed that the aunt's face had all kinds of changing anger, but when she appeared in front of her grandfather, she quickly subsided.

"The guest is gone?" Diess asked.

"Well, they chose the cheapest package," said Aunt Mary.

"Yeah." Diess said nothing special.

The cheapest package is to rent the first floor of the Immelis house as a mourning place, and all unnecessary arrangements and arrangements are not needed. It is similar to "stopping the spirit" there, where relatives and friends can take a look at a specific time in the morning or afternoon. good;

Even... drinks and beverages don't need to be prepared.

"What's even more ridiculous is that they want to cremate Mr. Mosan, and they don't even want to buy the money from the cemetery. In order to save money, some of their brothers and sisters also said that Mr. Mosan is a believer of Berry.

But when I was handling the body of Mr. Mosan, I clearly saw the tattoo of an angel on his back. "

There are a few sects of believers whose teachings stipulate that they must be cremated after death, so that the end of the body is also a new beginning. However, most denominations, or most people, are still reluctant to choose cremation.

Of course, the most important point is that cremation is much cheaper than burial with full beard and full tail.

Aunt Mary was angry because Mr. Mosan's sons and daughters deliberately weave this unreliable reason in order to save money... Well, they also cut off the bulk of her original plan.

Coffins, cemeteries, priests, etc., are the real oil and water.

"Well." Mr. Diess responded and replied calmly, "According to the request of the guest."

"Okay, father."

"By the way, since Mr. Mosan's family didn't ask for food, it's just right. Tomorrow's lunch will be prepared by Karen."

"Okay, Father." Aunt Mary glanced at Karen subconsciously.

"I'm a little tired today. I'll go back to my room to rest first. I'll be busy tomorrow morning, so you should rest early."

"Okay, father."

"Okay, grandpa."

Dis got up, left the table, and went up to the third floor.

"Mina, you bring Lunt to accompany me downstairs to lay out the curtains, oh, and then call Chris too."

"Okay, mother."

Aunt Mary looked at Karen again and asked:

"My chef nephew, do I need to purchase some ingredients for you in advance?"

"No need, auntie, there are plenty in the kitchen, enough."

"Then I'm looking forward to lunch tomorrow."

Aunt Mary took Mina and the others downstairs. Although it was stated that Paul and Ron would come to set up the mourning meeting place, she needed to put together some basic items tonight.

Karen finished her meal and started closing the plates.

At this time, the door of the uncle and aunt's room on the second floor was pushed open from the inside.

"Karen, Karen."

"Uncle Mason?" Karen followed her reputation.

"Anything else to eat?" asked Uncle Mason.

"And a few more pies."

"Okay, okay, give me, give me."

Karen brought the plate with the pie to the door of the room. Uncle Mason was wearing pajamas, took the plate, and immediately picked up a pie and took a big bite, gobbling it down, obviously starving.

"Uncle, you are..."

Uncle Mason said helplessly: "I fell while walking, and my butt still hurts a lot. I don't know if I hurt my bones. I'll lie down first, so I won't delay my work at home tomorrow."

"Uncle, you were so careless."

"Hey, if the family wants to be lucky, there must be someone who is unlucky to bear everything. As long as you are healthy, I am happy."

Although I know that Uncle Mason is "farting",

But Karen still gave a "polite" and "touched" smile.

Uncle Mason, who was carrying the plate, limped back to the bedroom, while not forgetting to tell Karen:

"Tie the door."

"Okay, uncle."

Karen closed the door, and judging from Uncle Mason's reaction in the morning, Karen guessed that his uncle should have been beaten by his father.

Ok,

This is normal, isn't it?

Although the uncle and the children are so old, there is nothing incomprehensible to be beaten by his father. After all, Diess almost killed his own "grandson" today.

Habitually stretched out the right hand and grabbed the position in front of the right eye, which was a habit in the past life, and ended up feeling lonely

"Karen" has good eyesight and doesn't need glasses.

Karen laughed at herself:

"grandson……"

Immediately after,

Emphasized again:

"grandson……"

...

Karen didn't go down to help, and after finishing the dishes, he washed and fell asleep.

Drowsy, fell asleep again and again, woke up again and again, and only slept for half an hour each time.

After dawdling until late at night, Karen's sleepiness was worn away.

He glanced at his cousin Lent, who was sleeping on the box-spring bed opposite,

Since he woke up and recovered, his cousin, who originally lived in the same room with his grandfather, immediately moved back to live with him. You can imagine how much pressure it brought him to sleep in the same room with his grandfather.

Karen sat up from the bed, turned on the lamp of the small desk, opened the drawer according to memory, and took out a book from it.

The book is called "Money, a Meaningless Thing", and it is the autobiography of a financial tycoon in the country of Ruilan, the country where Karen lives.

Karen turned the pages of the book, and inside it were banknotes of "one hundred" rupees.

This is the money saved by the last "Karen". His pocket money is quite generous. Karen took them all out, counted them, and it was 6,000 rupees.

At this stage, the monthly salary of ordinary workers is about 2,000 rupees a month, and factory workers with good efficiency can get a monthly salary of 2,500 rupees;

The two guys at home, Paul and Ron, have a monthly salary of 3,000 rupees. Today, Paul's salary has been increased to 4,000. After all, the work of transporting dead people must be higher.

Therefore, this 6,000 rupees is almost three months' salary for an ordinary worker. In fact, ordinary workers need family living expenses, and it is not enough to save it for half a year.

When he just woke up, Karen retrieved from memory that "Karen" had been planning to run away from home, and he never liked this home.

But 6,000 rupees is a lot of money, but even if he goes out with this money, what can he do?

"'Karen' ah 'Karen', why did you drop out of school, you left me a high school diploma anyway."

But after thinking about it, they at least left a "little plum" face for themselves, and it's not a little plum who plays with water guns;

I don't seem to have much reason to complain about "Karen".

now,

Inherited this choice myself:

"runaway?"

"Stay home?"

These two issues kept flashing in Karen's mind, but recalling the scenes during the day, Karen couldn't help but wonder, would it be so easy to leave home if she ran away?

It's really not as simple as a child putting a sum of money on the train away from home,

Instead, it involves a kind of mystery, which is somewhat beyond the cognition of one's established worldview.

and,

The mystery is in your own home!

"Wang...wang..."

In the yard downstairs, there were two barking dogs.

It should have been there before, but Karen didn't notice.

Putting the money back into the book and holding it, and putting the book in the drawer, Karen stood up, pushed open the door of the room, and saw Pu'er lying on the window sill in the aisle.

The black cat at home is looking at the "exiled" golden retriever in the yard downstairs with a very "anthropomorphic" attitude;

As if showing off, I'm inside and you're outside.

Karen glanced at the dog in the yard, a lonely golden retriever, the temperature is very low at night, he thinks that the golden retriever will not freeze to death, but a pet that has long been used to accompanying its owner is actually the most unbearable thing is loneliness.

Aunt Mary and the others probably didn't pay attention to the golden retriever, or they were too lazy to let it stay in the house at night, so it's better to leave it outside the house and deal with it in the yard in the morning instead of calling someone to go for a walk.

Karen walked from the third floor to the living room on the first floor, opened the door of the living room, and the golden retriever came over immediately, rubbing Karen's pajamas with his face.

Bending down, he reached out and patted the golden retriever's head. Karen planned to take the golden retriever to the kitchen on the second floor to find some food.

But as soon as I reached the top of the stairs,

Karen heard the "crying and choking" sound of a strange man coming from below.

In the quiet night, this voice is very clear at this time.

Karen took two steps back, glanced at the ramp leading to the basement, and took two tentative steps down. The voice became clearer, and you could even imagine an old man sitting in a corner and sobbing. screen.

But Karen stepped back immediately, not going deep.

"You can't live for three minutes in horror movies, so I like to go to the basement alone because of that ridiculous curiosity."

Karen didn't scream or call anyone, but went upstairs to the kitchen.

He poured a glass of milk, put the glass of milk in a large bowl and scalded it with hot water;

He picked up two more pieces of bread, bit one piece and threw the other piece in front of Golden Retriever.

Golden Retriever lowered his head, sniffed the bread, and pushed it away in disgust, not eating it.

It appears to have been fed.

Karen picked up the bread on the ground and threw it into the trash can, then came to the third floor with milk.

When she walked to the door of her room, Karen hesitated for a while, instead of opening the door to go in, she turned around and came to the door of grandpa's bedroom.

reach out, knock on the door;

"Do-do...do-do..."

There is no response inside.

Just as Karen was about to continue knocking on the door,

However, he found that the door dedicated to the grandfather's office was opened next to him, and the grandfather wearing a black nightgown stood at the door of the study.

"What's up?"

"Give grandpa a cup of hot milk."

Karen handed Diess the cup of hot milk.

Diess reached out and took it, taking a sip in front of Karen.

"Good night, Grandpa."

"Good night."

Diess closed the door to the study.

Karen noticed that the light in the study swayed a little, which meant that Grandpa didn't turn on the light, but... lit a candle.

I stood at the door of the study for about three minutes,

Karen turned around, did not go back to her room, but went straight down the stairs, from the third floor to the first floor again.

When he stood again on the ramp leading to the basement,

The "crying" sound came again.

"Hehehe..."

Karen couldn't help laughing.

Then I crossed my toes with my hands and fingers, and started to warm up before gym class.

"Okay, now let me take a good look at you!"