Chapter 10 Chapter 10 The Dignity of the Dead

After the ceremony, the family members dispersed, and the old mother who was so excited just now seemed to be carried away by two men.Yin Hui shook his head, just about to clear up his mood before setting up the next memorial service, but saw a girl lying on the crystal coffin, crying in pain, and refused to leave for a long time.Judging from the back view and hat, the girl is quite similar to the deceased.Out of curiosity, Yin Hui touched the colleagues around him with his hands, "Hey, Xiao Sun, the girl next to the coffin, who is the dead man!"Elder sister is still younger, why do they look more and more like twins, they look alike!

The colleague called Xiao Sun stretched his neck, and after a while he said something in astonishment, Hey!Are your eyes dazzled?There is no one next to the coffin! How is it possible, isn't that what it is!In order to prove his words, Yin Hui walked up with a golden knife, patted the girl's shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Girl, let's be sad!" But Yin Hui's hand passed through her shoulder without any hindrance.It was as if what was in front of me was just a cloud of air, a mirage.In an instant, Yin Hui understood everything, and his entire back was soaked. In this way, Yin Hui successfully completed the first exam in his life, and officially became a mortician during the internship period, with a monthly salary of 8,000 and an upper-middle living standard.

At noon, in order to welcome him as a newcomer, colleagues held a small party in a nearby fast food restaurant.Although it is said to do as the Romans do, after all, not everyone has the fighting power to eat food in a crematorium with a rice bowl, because this requires a strong defense and spiritual immunity as the backing.After all, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. He will always only exist in martial arts and fantasy, and can basically be ignored unconditionally in reality.Just imagine, if the strange smell of burning people gets into your nostrils when you are eating, it will be a bit unappetizing.

After dinner, Yin Hui put on his gray overalls, packed up the cosmetic box containing various drawers, and entered the office of the dressing room. The entrance of the funeral parlor is the guest room, and the left hand side is the freezer room, which contains twenty freezers. The freezer room occupies 50 square meters, which means there are 20 morgues. I don’t know why many funeral parlors have 20 freezers. The dressing room next to it is only 15 square meters. There are not many items in the dressing room, only a few props such as a makeup box and an operating table, and it looks empty and lonely.

But it is in this emptiness and solitude that it abruptly makes people feel a strong sense of depression. As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. Three hundred and sixty lines, every line will be the number one scholar, and every line also has the rule of a master leading an apprentice.When Yin Hui walked in, Old Zhaotou was smoking and reading the newspaper. Yin Hui lowered his head and sat opposite him. Did not call him. At this moment, Old Zhao said without raising his head, "You saw it!" "Who do you see?" Yin Hui looked around in surprise, thinking to himself why this old man only talked about the first part and did not mention the second word!After pondering for a while, he felt that Old Zhao was about to talk about another colleague, just now.But he didn't expect that the old Zhao over there raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said flatly, "Anyway, he's not human."

Yin Hui was startled, the paint in his hand almost fell to the ground: "How do you know?" "Hehe! Don't speak so loudly! You have deafened the old man. Could it be that you will be able to support him for the rest of his life?" Old Zhao slowly put away the yellowed newspaper: "In fact, in our business, what we talk about is all Fate, who should do what, who should meet whom, is predestined. Maybe in other professions, there is a word of chance, but here, it is all fate!" Zhao Deshui is the museum The old master here is in his fifties, wearing a Tang suit embroidered with copper coins. He is not tall, his hair is not much, and it is all white, making him look older than his actual age.

Yin Hui didn't make a sound, and looked at him casually. He felt that this old man had an indescribable feeling. He felt that he was like an elder in the family. Sitting there, yawning quietly. "When I was young, I worked as a helper, a mason, and even repaired radios like others for a while. Here, the radio in my hand was bought by myself when I was young." Old Zhao fiddled with it. Start with the old yellow radio with oxidized white plastic. Yin Hui is impatient, he doesn't want to listen to these oblique words: "How do you know I saw a ghost!" At this time, the old Zhao finally raised his head. He poked his eyes out of his tape-wrapped reading glasses, looked at Yin Hui, and suddenly smiled: "It's going to happen like this, young man, who in this life What you eat is given by God, and what you see, I have never seen. Of course, what I can see, you may not be able to see!"

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly blinked playfully like a child: "Congratulations, boy born with yin and yang eyes, you have entered the industry." "Being in the industry, he didn't see what I saw?" Yin Hui was a little confused.Later, he found out that their business was really based on fate, and what Old Zhao meant was that he decided to accept him. "As for what you see, you have to figure it out yourself, because you choose the roads, but you don't choose them, they choose you, understand?" "Who?" "It's those friends of yours who put on makeup!" Old Zhao's words made Yin Hui's heart thump again for no reason.

He was about to ask what happened, when the business department called and asked Old Zhao to 'extraordinarily'. The so-called "extraordinary" is simply to check the makeup of the deceased. Generally, the work flow of the body beautician is as follows: receive the notification from the business department → go to the freezer to pick up the body → determine the makeup plan → cleanse the deceased according to the wishes of the family (bath ) → stereotyped makeup → dressing the deceased → sending the deceased into a crystal coffin. After answering the phone, Old Zhao waved at Yin Hui, let's go!Before Yin Hui responded, he had already walked out.

Walking to the freezer, Old Zhao pointed to the third drawer on the left, and then began to pull it out. After a while, he didn't pull it. Then, he called Yin Hui over, and the two of them pulled it together, but still didn't pull it. It seems like something is stuck.Yin Hui was about to go out and call for someone to come over, but Old Zhao shook his head at him: "It seems that we have no fate with this friend!" Then he walked to the front row again, and with a light pull, the drawer snapped open. opened.Later, Yin Hui found out that every time the business department called Paiban, there were usually three friends, just because he was afraid that you might not have a good relationship with some of them.

As soon as the drawer was opened, a gust of cold wind blew out from inside, like three or nine days of ice blowing towards the face, blowing people's faces as if they were about to freeze.The old Zhao head skillfully held up the shoulders of the deceased, and then instructed Yin Hui to support the legs of the deceased, and put the deceased on the cart with a light force, and then he said to Yin Hui with a smile: "Avoid, avoid!" !" Yin Hui moved his feet, and before he got out of the way, Old Zhao handed the cart into his hands: "Push your cart, where are you going! I'm not talking to you." Yin Hui was startled, and looked back, but saw nothing. "Sometimes, the body is taken out of the freezer, and the whole body is stiff. There is no one to help. When putting on clothes, you have to put the hands of the deceased on your arms like me, so that you can put on the clothes." Old Zhao said as he said. In this process, he had almost "zero distance" contact with the deceased. "It's okay today. This guy hasn't been gone for long, and his body is still warm!" Yin Hui helped Old Zhao to support this friend. The cold feeling seemed to seep into his own bone marrow, and he didn't feel that Old Zhao at all. The warm feeling that the head said.It wasn't until many years later, when Yin Hui was dressing the dead Master Zhao Tou, that he suddenly remembered the warmth that the old Zhao Tou had said to himself. At that time, Yin Hui touched his hand that had just been taken out of the freezer. , It really feels warm, the tearing feeling that burns the heart like charcoal fire, the warm Yin Hui, tears like rain. Powder puff, rouge, lipstick, eyebrow pencil.The tools in Lao Zhaotou's makeup box are similar to those used by ordinary people for makeup, the only difference is that there are a pair of brand new hemostats.He opened the mouth of the deceased, and slowly put the sanitary napkin of the hemostatic forceps in. Only then did Yin Hui notice that this friend was an elderly man with all white hair, but it was neat and still There are issued lines, and there are many wrinkles on the face, which looks very kind.At this time, Old Zhao took out the hemostat, and a large black blood spot had already been stained on the white tampon: "Cerebral congestion, myocardial infarction, and lung disease will all cause hemoptysis, so you have to clear your mouth. Sigh! This old man still loves to be beautiful!" Old Zhao was still talking and doing, and in a blink of an eye, this elderly friend was clean. Looking at the skillful skills of the old Zhao Tou, Yin Hui suddenly had a feeling of admiration for his profession. He felt that he was like an engineer of the soul and a builder of life, who guaranteed the final dignity of the dead and gave the living the last. comfort.