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1.
When I started to remember things, I felt like I had a kind of "superpower." When I was very young and got up at night to urinate, I always saw little people over a foot tall in the house, smiling at me. The men wore long robes and hats, and the women wore black jackets with straight collars.
In the morning, I got up and talked to my grandmother. She scolded me for talking nonsense, but when she heard me vividly describe their appearance and attire, her expression changed. She forbade me from speaking further, took incense and paper offerings to burn in front of the ancestral tablet, and murmured prayers while kowtowing, pressing my head to do the same. I didn't understand, but I listened to my grandmother.
At my age, I should have some reverence in my heart, but I am different. I don't know what fear is, and I'm not afraid of being "confronted" by any dirty things. This is probably what people often call fearlessness in ignorance.
I have seen natural deaths. Apart from not breathing, being motionless, and having a grayish complexion, there is not much difference from a living person. I have also seen someone who hanged themselves, with a deep groove around their neck, bulging eyes, and their tongue sticking out of their lips... In my opinion, it's just a little unsightly.
I have also seen mine collapses and tunnel collapses. Two coal miners who were crushed to death were brought over by their colleagues in a sack. If you don't "spread it out" to look at, it's just a bloody mess of flesh, and you can't tell where is where on their whole body.
Biao Ge vomited, but I didn't feel anything. I cooperated with Sister Hong to carefully "open up" the "two people," mending what needed to be mended, padding what needed to be padded, and sewing what needed to be sewn. After a thorough tidying up, I put them in brand new Zhongshan suits. When I looked at them again, although they were not lifelike, they were enough to make their family and colleagues dumbfounded.
The shift leader who went down the mine knelt down to we: "You sending the two brothers on their final journey like this has made me feel much better!" The family members wearing mourning clothes also knelt down in tears.
That night, I slept in a daze and suddenly found two people standing at the head of my bed, both wearing brand new Zhongshan suits. There was a sense of familiarity in their unfamiliarity. The two people didn't speak, they just clasped their hands together and bowed to me.
The next day, I asked Sister Hong if she had any dreams at night, and Sister Hong snorted at me, "Kid, what are you thinking?".
2.
Back to life again.
It's an old lady, brought by a man and a woman in the afternoon. The man took out a death certificate, claiming to be the old lady's youngest son, and the woman is his sister-in-law. The old lady's eldest son, Mr. Zhao, rushed from the airport and fell on the coffin, unable to bear the pain. He said to Sister Liu, "I want to see my mom one last time." At the moment the coffin was opened, a faint voice suddenly sounded in my ear:
"Save me, I'm not dead! Help me!" The voice was old, trembling, and weak, yet incredibly clear. My head was buzzing, but everyone else seemed unaffected. As I focused, the plea for help rang out again: "Quick, save me, I'm not dead yet!"
The sound was continuous.
I pulled Sister Liu aside and said, " Sister Liu, the person in the coffin might still be alive!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Sister Liu's face changed and she scolded me in a low voice.
I dare not guarantee, but I still insist: "Let me take a look?"
Sister Liu is also in a dilemma. Under normal circumstances, Funeral home cannot intervene in the affairs of the employer, but the current situation is a matter of life and death. If the person who is supposed to be sent to the Crematorium tomorrow is found to be alive, the reputation of this Funeral home will be ruined, and then it will have to close down.
- Taking a living person to be cremated is enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Sister Liu After a moment's thought, gestured, "Follow me!"
Back at the memorial hall, Sister Liu bent down and gently helped the eldest son, who was weeping by the coffin, saying, "Mr. Zhao, please accept my condolences."
With her support, Mr. Zhao stood up. In the moment when I was helping the old man cover his face with paper, I pressed my fingers against his neck...
"Not bad, although the pulse is extremely weak, I still felt it. I nodded confidently at Sister Liu. Sister Liu understood and led the old man's son to the nearby small lounge, saying, 'Mr. Zhao, can I have a word with you?'"
I don't know how to say Sister Liu and Mr. Zhao, and the two of them quickly came out again.
Mr. Zhao said to the daughter-in-law and younger brother kneeling on both sides of the coffin, "You go to the hotel next door to accompany the guests for some food, I'll stay here for now."
The daughter-in-law came to Mr. Zhao: "Don't be too sad either. The doctor said it was a sudden myocardial infarction... Our mother didn't suffer when she passed away." While speaking, she also took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her eyes.
Mr. Zhao silently caressed his wife's shoulder.
When there were only Mr. Zhao, his bodyguard, me, and Sister Liu in the funeral parlor, the old man was carefully lifted out of the coffin and placed on the long sofa in the lounge.
Without further ado, I asked Mr. Zhao to help position the old man on his side, took out a needle box, and removed a Silver needle to neutralize the poison. I inserted it directly from the outside to the inside, at a 90° angle, between the tibia and fibula, 1.5 inches below the edge of the tibia and the ankle joint transverse line, from the outer side.
lounge It was so quiet that only a few people's suppressed breathing could be heard.
Silver needle It went in about an inch, then stopped, and was brought back to be ignited and moxibusted in that spot.
20 minutes passed, and it felt like everyone had experienced a century's worth of time.
After returning from dinner, the group of relatives and friends saw the old lady sitting upright in a high-backed chair next to the coffin, and they were all petrified. Especially Mr. Zhao's wife, who broke out in a cold sweat, turned pale, rolled her eyes, and fainted! Mr. Zhao's younger brother struggled for a while before managing to blurt out, "Are you... are you a human or a ghost?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Mr. Zhao grabbed him by the collar and delivered four resounding slaps, then viciously kicked him into a backflip.
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