Wang Xiaohuan walked up and lifted the quilt, and a completely dried corpse appeared in front of us.

My eyes moved downwards along the waxy yellow corpse, and I saw the corpse's completely shriveled abdominal cavity - his internal organs had long been taken out.

The most terrible thing is that the body is still stained with white salt.

Someone marinated the body like bacon and made it into a mummy.

Wang Xiaohuan looked over to me, and I turned to look at the old lady: "Old lady, how long has your old man been gone? How can you still be open to me after this?"

The old lady said: "My old man has been gone for almost ten years. Just because he is gone, it does not mean that he is gone."

"I want him to stay with me, and I want to stay with him. Doesn't this mean he has been sitting in the house for ten years?"

The old lady took out a photo from the drawer and said, "I have a photo of the old man here. Just copy it!"

"I can't change back to my original appearance! I don't blame you."

I took the photo and took a look. The person in the photo was wearing a long robe and a mandarin jacket, with a pair of glasses on his face. He looked like a learned man.

The woman next to him seemed much older than the man from age to clothing.

The old lady smiled and said: "Don't be surprised, my old man was raised by me, I must look older than him!"

I nodded and said: "Badger, let's get started! We can do it as far as we can!"

When it comes to makeup, Wang Xiaohuan is the best at makeup among the girls in Liangjietang.

However, she has never learned how to put makeup on a dead person.

The cosmetics in her bag are not for dead people.

Wang Xiaohuan gritted his teeth and said to me: "These cosmetics must be reimbursed at public expense!"

"No problem! I'll buy you a double portion!" I promised Wang Xiaohuan, and added in my heart: "This money must have been paid by Jiang Jun because of his resignation, and he wanted me to reimburse him. No way."

Wang Xiaohuan didn't know that I was thinking about cheating Jiang Junci, so he happily opened the cosmetic bag, took out the few remaining cosmetics, and wiped it on the corpse's face.

Wang Xiaohuan really doesn’t know how to put makeup on a dead person.

It seems that she will have to practice more with Jiang Junci in the future.

Putting makeup on a dead person can't be done in a while.

I simply found a chair and sat down, looking at Wang Xiaohuan and the old lady at the same time.

While Wang Xiaohuan was putting makeup on someone, Butcher Wang was also led to a resident's house by security guard Wu. The door of that house was unlocked, and the security guard pushed it open.

Security guard Lao Wu stood at the door and lowered his voice and said: "The owner of this house likes to be quiet. He doesn't lock the door because he is afraid that the knocking on the door will be too noisy."

"Just go in and don't speak loudly. If you can, try not to ask."

"It's about food! His family is old and doesn't like stir-fried vegetables, but likes stewed vegetables. Just stew them a little more mushy and soft."

"You go in! I won't accompany you anymore."

After security guard Wu finished speaking, he ran away as if running for his life.

Even though Old Wu was running, there was no movement under his feet.

Butcher Wang walked into the room quietly, and the first thing he saw was an old couple sitting side by side on the sofa.

The two people were sitting as if they were preparing to take a photo, with their upper bodies straight, their legs together, their hands flat on their knees, and their eyes looking straight ahead. Although there was a smile on their face, there was a certain degree of deliberateness in the smile.

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Before Butcher Wang opened his mouth, the old lady said softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing others, "The kitchen is over there, we don't have to choose what to eat, you just watch and cook it."

"There is no light in the kitchen. If you feel dark, you can light a candle."

"Be careful, don't make any noise!"

Butcher Wang nodded to the two people, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Except for the gas stove used for pots and pans, there was no trace of modernity in the rest of the kitchen.

Butcher Wang even doubted whether the old couple would have built a stove if the building had not been able to install a chimney and light firewood.

Butcher Wang walked around the kitchen before finding the dish rack for the vegetables.

Dish rack is what we call it here in the Northeast. It's actually not a rack, but a cabinet.

Whether it is washed dishes or leftover food, they are all placed in the dish rack.

Therefore, the bowl rack should be placed far away from the stove and placed in a cool place, otherwise the remaining meals will go rancid overnight.

It is precisely because the dish rack is too shady and cool, so the dish rack must be placed against the wall, without leaving any gaps between the cabinet and the wall.

Even if you leave a gap as big as your palm, ghosts can hide in it.

It’s common for wandering ghosts to sneak in and find something to eat!

Ghosts who have no place to hide will leave after eating.

If you leave him a hiding place, he will live there.

There is a half-foot gap between the dish rack in this house and the wall. Isn't this deliberately leaving a nest for ghosts?

Butcher Wang stepped forward, opened the dish rack and looked inside, his eyes suddenly shrank.
Chapter completed!