In terms of "equality of all beings", the hearse from the Inmeres family has achieved its ultimate goal:

Whether it is a living passenger or a dead passenger, it is very painful to take this car.

Ron had long been used to it, his head was pressed against the corner of the carriage, and his feet were sitting on eight birds;

A fat man appeared in this posture and seemed very inconsistent, but it could ensure the maximum stability and even snore and make up for it.

On the other hand, Karen sat a little in pain. He needed to constantly use his hands to support the bottom to maintain his balance. The road in the city was fine. After leaving the city and heading to the suburbs, the road conditions became much worse and the bumps were very painful.

Jeff and Mr. Mosan hugged each other in the continuous bumps with shamelessness. This posture was like a lover lying on the bed expressing their feelings to each other.

Karen, who really couldn't stand it, tried to pull the "two" away more than once, but the space in the car was so large that the two people who had just pulled it away would soon search for each other with the bumps and then hug each other again.

If there are relatives who follow the car, this situation is impossible. At least, they only need to withstand limited tremors in the coffin.

But who said that Jeff was alone and took advantage of the welfare order; while Mr. Mosan was not a welfare order, but he was better than a welfare order.

Karen is not qualified to argue with his family's "work attitude". Even though he made lunch today, he is actually still a "rice bug" in this family.

finally,

As Uncle Mason turned the steering wheel to the left, the hearse drove into a yard similar to a small factory building, with a sign hanging at the door - Seus Cremation Club.

"Hey, Ron, wake up!" Uncle Mason shouted while knocking on the car window.

"Oh, oh, it's here." Ron wiped his saliva and stretched.

Karen first helped put the stretcher truck down, and then together with Ron, moved both Jeff and Mr. Mosan down one after another, while Uncle Mason was responsible for stabilizing the stretcher truck to prevent it from sliding.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in gray work clothes came over, holding paper and pen in her hand.

"Hey, what a handsome guy."

The woman stared at Karen first.

"Hello, Mrs. Seus." Ron greeted warmly.

This is what Paul said, is Mrs. Shius who prefers Ron?

However, in the face of Ron's enthusiasm, Mrs. Sius just pulled a sound from the corner of her mouth to respond, and instead focused more on Karen.

In fact, Mrs. Sius is pretty good-looking. Although she is wearing work clothes, she can still show her plump figure. In addition, her skin is very fair.

However, when Mrs. Sius's hand pinched her face, Karen still reached out and took her hand off a little unnaturally;

After all, although he could adapt to the beauty of this body, he was not able to adapt to being teased as a little boy.

But Mrs. Sius directly grabbed Karen's hand with her backhand, and her fingertips swept back and forth in Karen's palm, and the teasing meaning was extremely obvious.

From her eyes, Karen read the greed of middle-aged and elderly men to see the little girl's figure.

"He is Karen, my brother's son." Uncle Mason handed over a cigarette.

"Oh?" Mrs. Seus was a little surprised, "your nephew?"

Mrs. Seus took the cigarette and asked Mason to light it for herself, continuing: "I haven't seen it before."

"A guy has something to do at home, and I was hurt again." Uncle Mason explained.

"Injuried?"

"I accidentally fell."

"Whose wife's windowsill fell over?"

"Don't make such a joke, by the way, aren't you busy today?"

"There is another one in front, it's burning, just wait a moment."

"Just turn on a furnace?"

"I want to open a few more furnaces, but you have to have so many people send me to burn them. The furnace doesn't cost?"

"Okay, okay, let's push the 'guest' first."

"Okay, I'll go in and arrange it first, handsome guy, see you later." Mrs. Shius threw a charming look at Karen and turned around and walked in first.

Ron pushed Mr. Mosan alone, while Mason helped Karen push Jeff's stretcher truck.

"Mrs. Seus is a very enthusiastic person." Mason lowered his voice slightly and said to Karen.

"Yeah, yes." Karen nodded.

"Her husband left early, and she is now in charge of this cremation club. Although she has never remarried, she has many lovers around her."

"Uncle, don't tell me this."

"Hi, I have to remind you that I'm from your age." Mason reached out and knocked on the iron plate of the stretcher truck, making a "clang" sound, "At this age, the iron plate can be worn."

“…” Karen.

"You are old, and you will find a serious girlfriend in the future." Mason instructed again.

"Okay, uncle, I understand."

Karen knew that Mason did not intend to say bad things about Mrs. Sius, but did not want his young nephew to be unable to control himself and be caught by Mrs. Sius.

After walking in, Karen obviously smelled a greasy smell.

It's just greasy... it's not fragrant or sweet, it's a bit like a bedroom with moldy weather in plum rain.

However, the furnishings inside can be clearly seen to have aging. This should be a cremation club that has been around for a long time.

"In the early years, this cremation club could hardly be opened, and it was almost acquired by another large cremation club."

"What then?" Karen asked.

"Then the large cremation club was discovered. In order to save costs, the furnace was opened at night, so they gave the ashes of others from the day before yesterday to the families of the deceased today."

Upon hearing this, Karen opened his eyes wide: Can this be done?

"Wouldn't that be..."

"Yes, I sent my relatives to burn them, and then went back with the ashes of strangers. The funniest thing is that they actually lasted for several years."

"That's too miserable."

"After the incident broke, the owner of the crematorium was killed by someone at night. The police couldn't find the murderer because there were too many motive suspects."

Karen nodded and said, "That's really damn."

Put yourself in your shoes. If you sent your relatives here to cremate with the grief of losing a relative, but you took them back and didn't know which stranger's ashes were. You even worshipped the ashes for several years, Karen felt that he would have the urge to kill someone.

"After that big crematorium went bankrupt, Mrs. Sius' crematorium continued to survive and operate, but now it is difficult. Large-scale funeral chain companies have long appeared in other cities.

They can connect everything from the hospital, to our deceased care club, to the crematorium club, and the transportation inside.

In Luojia City, they also opened a branch. A while ago, Winnie received a call from them saying she wanted to acquire our family.”

"Grandpa won't agree," Karen said.

"Of course my father would not agree, nor would I agree! Do you know how they did it? They concentrated the transportation of the remains and then concentrated mourning and centralized cremation or burial.

Like wholesale vegetables on the market.

These capitalists should really be hung up and hung on street lights!

They only have money in their eyes, they don’t know how to care for the deceased, nor do they know how to respect the body!”

Hearing this,

In Karen's mind, Jeff and Mr. Mosan, who were bumped into the hearse, were almost kissed.

uncle,

How do you have the face to say the word "respect"?

"Our family is fine. Although they plan to intercept our suppliers, our business has been going well because of your grandfather's relationship." Uncle Mason's tone was much lower, "But Mrs. Sius has started to get a little difficult again."

At this moment, Ron, who was pushing Mr. Mosan in front, turned around and shouted:

"Ahhh, so I support the Accord Party, and only they are willing to punch those damn capitalists back!"

As he said that, Ron waved his fist.

The Accord Party, Karen, saw it in the newspaper a few days ago, is a left-wing party that has developed in Luojia City in recent years.

but,

After hearing the three words "Accord Party",

Uncle Mason shouted immediately:

"Be crazy, support those lunatics up, they will only mess up our existing lives!"

Ron shrugged, seemingly too lazy to argue with his boss, and continued to push the stretcher car.

Karen looked at Uncle Mason with anger, and he could understand it, because he interpreted what petty bourgeois weakness is.

This is not ridicule, it may sound like a ridicule, but in the final analysis it is caused by the butt inconsistency caused by the living class.

After walking through a not-so-long aisle, Karen and others finally pushed the stretcher car to the "incineration room".

There are three incinerators in the incineration room, but only one is operating.
To be continued...