Crazy Psychologist

"I heard an old lady at McDonald's say that the owner of the candle shop is too busy during this period of time. In the past, it was almost a year after the winter solstice. Basically, there is always a rest on New Year's Day. No one likes to cross Is there any funeral in the year, but this year I guess it will be so busy until next month."

"It's really evil." Sun Xiangyun muttered after hearing what his wife said.

Putting on a thick coat and a woolen cap, Sun Xiangyun took the medical insurance card, and went to the studio to look at the sketchbook. Do you want to bring it? He hesitated for a while, maybe he really wouldn't be in the mood to draw today.

At this time, he thought of Van Gogh. Even if he was in a bad mood, Van Gogh would try his best to paint in the field. Maybe the worse it was, the more he couldn't give up his normal life routine.

Sun Xiangyun thought again, the doctor who likes reading probably won't object to his idea.

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel better again. He took 300 yuan in cash and put it in his pocket, and he also took a 1 yuan coin with him.

These days, weddings and weddings can scan codes to give gifts, but for funerals, there is no such level of cash. Few people will put a QR code at the altar and say scan the code to pay, even if they know people. Sending a [red envelope] casually with social software counts as ~~~~~~, which is really a bit strange.

So everyone is still used to using cash, and then adding a one-yuan coin. This kind of thing can’t make up an even number, and an odd number is in line with the tradition.

It's all small things, but that's how the rules have been passed down from generation to generation.

The place around the sea is a big city, and there are almost a lot of traditional funeral rules missing, but if this kind of obsolete money is not authentic, it will be looked down upon by people, even if you don’t say it clearly, you will definitely not Comfortable.

Fortunately, Lao Chen only passed away at the age of a hundred. For an old man, he must have passed away. He hadn't heard of any serious diseases before, and he was much better than Lao Wu.

The winter wind was blowing, Sun Xiangyun came to Building No. 3, the elevator reached the eleventh floor, and the family with the door open was Old Chen's.

Workers are helping to remove some wreaths and the like, and it seems that the guard is over today.

"The next step is to invite a master to do the practice-things on the day of the seventh day. Generally, old people at this age will treat it as a happy event."

The speaker, Sun Xiangyun, looked a little familiar, and he thought it must be the owner of the candle shop that Amin mentioned.

It looks disheveled, it seems that there is no way to be glamorous in this industry, unlike the real estate agent next to the road who always wears a suit and combs his shiny hair. He looks like a successful person, but he is actually selling house.

Sun Xiangyun originally planned to take a walk to Huayuanqiao Hospital to find Dr. Mu after saying hello after paying the money. Seeing Grandpa Chen's eldest son talking to an elderly woman by the window sill in the back room, Sun Xiangyun had to wait in the living room. with.

After the workers finished packing, the house was unusually quiet. The owner of the candle shop took a pack of cigarettes and greeted Sun Xiangyun casually and walked away. Finally, Sun Xiangyun stood alone in the big house with three bedrooms and two halls. In the living room, in the small room facing south, the light was very bright, and the two people on the window sill seemed to be standing with their backs to the light, forming a silhouette.

Sun Xiangyun is particularly sensitive to light, so he took another look.

I only heard Grandpa Chen's eldest son say: "You only work for a week, how can you ask for a month's salary?"

The short woman said: "I said that if the old man dies after less than a month's work, I will also get a month's salary. This is the current industry rule, and everyone is like this."

Grandpa Chen's eldest son was obviously not very happy, so he tried to explain, "It's impossible to pay for a month in just one week, at most I will give you a week's wages, and then make up for another week, you just sleep at night, What's the point of asking for a month's salary?"

Sun Xiangyun also found it strange that the eldest son of Grandpa Chen's family has always been quite honest, so it's not likely that he would not pay the nanny wages.

The nanny was obviously very upset. She ran to the living room, moved a chair, swaggered and sat down. She didn't care about the person standing in the living room, and murmured to the room, "I know you don't panic when old people like you are gone." I'm in a hurry. When the old man was here, when he was looking for a babysitter like us, he would always agree in every possible way. Now? Once the old man leaves, you'd better lose your salary. I tell you it's not that easy, so I will There’s never a time when you don’t get paid, and look, what’s this.”

As she said that, the woman unzipped the zipper of her pink coat with a tear, took out a calico bag from inside, and tore it again, like a fish seller in a vegetable market neatly scraping fish scales, tearing and tearing twice. After the zipper was unzipped, the nanny tossed and turned in the cloth bag, and finally put her legs together and dumped the contents of the cloth bag on her lap.

Sun Xiangyun didn't want to look there either, but vaguely saw a thin syringe, a small plastic bag of pink and blue medicine powder, and finally the nanny found a ball of honey bean curd from the pile of things. Dry size paper.

The nanny put **** into her mouth and licked it a few times with her tongue. She pinched the small ball of paper, unfolded, unfolded, unfolded, and finally unfolded. The nanny shouted: "Look clearly, I have a contract."

Now Grandpa Chen's eldest son hasn't seen it clearly, but Sun Xiangyun has seen it clearly~www.readwn.com~ Isn't this the nanny of Old Wu's family? Why are you also at Lao Chen's house?

Thinking of this, Sun Xiangyun took a closer look at the nanny, um, she has a round face, she is not ugly, and her face is full of spots, I don't know if it is from sun exposure or natural, and the accent is definitely not from the local area. Man, a rose red cotton jacket is really red and too bright, and it really doesn't matter that old Chen's family is still having a funeral.

The eldest son of the old Chen family walked out of the room wearily, and saw Sun Xiangyun hurriedly greeted him. The two were about the same age, so they were naturally addressed as elder brother and younger brother. Chen Shenglong also knew that Teacher Sun came here because he had heard about it. about my father.

"It's okay, I'm already this age, but it's a pity, my birthday is coming soon."

On Chen Shenglong's face, apart from being a little tired, there was no trace of sadness.

Sun Xiangyun thought that the nanny and Chen Shenglong still had something to talk about, so after stuffing the kraft paper envelope to the master, Sun Xiangyun left.

When I was about to leave the house, I heard the nanny’s sharp voice, "I have a contract, and I made it clear that even if I come here to work for a day, you still have to pay me a month's salary when the old man dies. Don't invite me here at the beginning. One face at the time, but another face now, let me tell you, I am also a person who understands the law, don’t think I don’t know how to protect the legal rights and interests of workers.”

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