Azura Island.

At this time, it was late at night.

Haihan always likes to watch the tides of Azuki Island at night.

In the distance, there is the lighthouse of Azuki Island, which illuminates the direction for fishing boats at night.

On January's Blue Island, the weather is still a bit cold, but Hai Han's clothes are not very thick. He likes to feel the feeling of the sea breeze.

Then, he looked at the sea in front of him.

On the Blue Island, almost everyone can swim and everyone can fish. To them, the breath of sea water seems to be engraved in their bones since they were born.

Haihan is of course no exception.

When he was a child, he followed other children on the island and often swam into the sea. No matter how big the tide was, they could always get rid of danger. Swimming at the bottom of the sea is also common.

But now...

Haihan will not go into the water again.

"Sea cold, sea cold!"

Hai Han heard someone calling him behind him.

That was his sister Haiyin.

"Sister..." Before Hai Han could speak, his sister came over and put a coat on him.

"I knew you would just wear such little clothes, aren't you afraid of being frozen?"

"Sister, I'm fine..." Hai Han had long guessed that his sister might come to him, "I just like to come and listen to Haichao at this time."

He lied.

In fact, Hai Han came to find someone nearby.

But he has to hide it from others.

Hai Han looked at the lighthouse in front of him and said, "Dad is coming back by fishing boat tomorrow."

"We are the legendary catchers and archers of Azuki Island." As soon as my father was mentioned, my sister showed a very cheerful expression, "Okay, stop talking, let's go quickly. The wind is so strong, you are really not afraid of a cold, right? Also, have you finished your homework?"

"Sister, you're almost as chasing as your mom recently."

Although he said that, Haihan also knew that his sister Haiyin loved him very much.

"Really, my mom always says that you are more like him when he was a child and like to play around with crazy things. I'm very suspicious every time."

"Don't my uncle say that too?"

"Who doesn't know that my uncle loves you the most! I dare not believe everything about him. Okay, Haihan, don't run out without saying a word in the future."

"I got it, sister."

Haihan then left with his sister.

On the way, Hai Han subconsciously looked at a certain direction behind him.

That place is buried with a big secret in Hai Han’s heart.

"What are you looking at? Hai Han?"

Hearing Hai Yin's words, Hai Han immediately began to change the topic: "Sister, I suddenly thought that the thing you look like most about your mother is that you learn things very quickly."

My younger brother was so rude about the topic, and Hai Yin didn't care, and said, "Oh, is that right?"

"Didn't my mother learn painting from Aunt Leng before? Art is very oriented to talent, but my mother learns very quickly. I heard that my father fell in love with her at first sight when he saw her painting."

"That's right, but unfortunately my mother is now working with her uncle for funerals and stops painting."

Following his sister, Haihan returned home all the way.

"Mom, I'm taking my brother back."

As soon as he entered the door, Haiyin said to his mother who was knitting a scarf: "He ran to the lighthouse alone again. It was too close to the coast. I was afraid of something unexpected when the tide was high."

"Haihan, you are disobedient." Ji Danshu, the mother who was knitting a scarf, looked at her son and said angrily: "Do you just like the lighthouse so much?"

"Mom, just think I like that."

"You." The mother held the scarf that had been knitted halfway in her hand and said, "I knitted this scarf for you. Don't always wear such little clothes in the cold weather in the future. Although you boys have good physical fitness, don't always do this. You must know that there is only one health center on our island."

"Yeah, I got it."

Everyone could tell Hai Han's words that he was completely insincere.

"Haihan, don't do this, just talk to your mother."

Hai Han could only look at his mother Ji Danshu, nodded heavily, and said, "I understand."

"Haihan, come here." Ji Danshu held his son's hand and asked curiously: "You used to like going to the sea to swim, but you haven't been there recently. You just sit on the coast. Are you afraid of the sea or not?"

"I don't like the sea outside Azuki Island." Haihan said bluntly: "No, I should say that I hate that sea."

Hearing this, Ji Danshu's face changed slightly.

"Haiyin, go back to your room, I have something to say to Haihan."

Haiyin didn't know what her mother was going to say to her younger brother, but she didn't ask anything more and left directly.

Ji Danshu grabbed Hai Han's hand and lowered her voice to him, "Did you hear someone say something?"

Hai Han looked at Ji Danshu's nervous expression and said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Did you hear anyone tell you anything about the sea?"

At this moment, suddenly, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door.

"Danshu, Danshu!"

When Ji Danshu heard this voice, she hurried to the door and opened it.

A big bearded man stood outside the door and said, "Danshu, this is the case. The grandma of the Li family has passed away."

"Okay, I get it."

Ji Danshu's family is a funeral business on this island. She is a very skilled mortician who can make up various corpses vividly and make the deceased go.

After Ji Danshu's father passed away, this craft spread to her and her brother Ji Danyang.

For Chinese people, death is always a very taboo thing. Therefore, people who do funeral business will always be regarded as unlucky by many people.

However, on the Blue Island, there is an exception. Not only does the people on this island not discriminate against them, but on the contrary, the Ji family is very popular on the island. During festivals, the islanders always come to the Ji family.

Although it was late at this time, Ji Danshu rushed to the place where the eldest daughter of the Li family died.

Grandma Li is old and leaves very peacefully this time, which is considered a joyful and joyful funeral. However, her family always thought she was asleep, but she found something was wrong until she had dinner at night. At this time, the body was already a little stiff, so she asked the Ji family to come and deal with it. At this time, Ji Danshu's brother Ji Danyang had arrived.

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"Danshu, are you here?" Ji Danyang looked at his sister and said, "Lady Li has always been so kind to us, but I didn't expect..."

The families present looked at Grandma Li, whose corpse was already cold. What was strange was that... even no one cried.

Not only did no one cry, but the family even greeted Ji Danshu with laughter.

"Danshu," the one who spoke at this time was Lao Lao's wife, "I'm really upsetting you. I'm not going to choose a good time for me, too. I'm a big night, so please come here."

"It's okay," Ji Danshu didn't feel strange at all when facing Mr. Li, who had no sad expression at all. She said in accustomed to it: "I just didn't expect that Grandma Li looked pretty good a few days ago, so..."

As she spoke, her eyes also felt a little lonely.

"It's all fate." Mr. Li sighed and said, "But she is 94, and it's not bad to leave at this age. I have thought about it. I won't be cured of liver cancer now. Next year, I will be able to follow her. We will meet again soon, so don't worry."

"Uncle Li, you..."

"Why did you have to spend that in vain money and get chemotherapy in the city? It's so troublesome. Danshu, when I leave, my body and appearance will be left to you to organize. Your skills are completely in line with your father, and it's so powerful. When we leave, this house will be left for my grandson to get married."

"Uncle Li, don't worry, my craftsmanship is definitely fine."

Afterwards, Ji Danshu went to help her brother and wiped the stiff body of the eldest daughter of the Li family.
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