happy ex-wife

Chapter 1072 The Strange Uncle Xiang ([-])
Going to the corridor of the mortuary, Zhao Miao was wearing a brown windbreaker, black leggings and fluffy boots underneath, looking very young.

She is indeed young, because she is only one year older than Shui Anluo.

Zhao Miao saw Shui Anluo and walked over with a smile.

"I asked them and said that I can wait for you here." Zhao Miao said with a smile.

Shui Anluo smiled politely, "Is Miss Zhao okay?"

"I went to your house yesterday..."

"I know, is Miss Zhao okay?" Shui Anluo obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

Zhao Miao was slightly taken aback, as if she understood.

"Sorry, I seem to have talked too much." Zhao Miao said apologetically, "I came today to apologize to you for what happened to my aunt."

"It should be your aunt who apologizes, not you!" Shui Anluo said bluntly.

Zhao Miao: "..."

Zhao Miao was slightly embarrassed, couldn't help stretching out her hand to brush her hair, paused before saying, "Anyway, we were wrong about that matter, I apologize."

Zhao Miao nodded slightly, then left.

Shui Anluo looked at the back of her leaving, she walked really fast, the matter is not finished yet, isn't it?
"It's too cloudy, too cloudy!" Uncle Xiang came back from fetching water, tsk-tsk.

The corner of Shui Anluo's mouth twitched slightly, she felt that Uncle Xiang was a Taoist priest.

"You still expect to have yang energy in this place? We are the only ones who can breathe." Shui Anluo said, reaching out to take Uncle Xiang's water bottle and helping him carry it.

"Who was that girl just now?" Uncle Xiang followed Shui Anluo leisurely and asked.

"Do you know about the Zhao family?" Shui Anluo turned around and asked.

"You said the Zhao family in the east of the city. That's not a good bird. Your grandma is the only one who is stupid to take care of them for so many years." Uncle Xiang clicked his tongue and returned to the room to continue lying down.

Not a good bird!
This is the third person to make such an evaluation, so it can be seen that the Zhao family is really not very good.

Shui Anluo put down the kettle and made tea for Uncle Xiang, "That was the granddaughter of the Zhao family just now. Her aunt offended me a few days ago, and she came to apologize."

Zhao's granddaughter?

Uncle Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't speak.

No one came to collect the bodies this morning, but three were brought in, and they were declared dead this morning.

After the staff sent the body in, they made a record with Uncle Xiang and left.

"Is it quiet here?" Uncle Xiang asked again suddenly.

Shui Anluo finished the record and looked back at Uncle Xiang: "What's wrong with you, it's just me and you, how can you not be quiet?"

"Come on, come in with me!" Uncle Xiang said, took a box out from under the bed, and said.

"In...in?" Shui Anluo trembled.

"Girl, do you know what you are afraid of?" Uncle Xiang asked.

"Myself!"

"I understand." Uncle Xiang smiled lowly, "Let's go, your grandma said that you are interested in heart disease, and two of them are this kind of disease."

Shui Anluo has been struggling in her heart for a long time, one is clinical practice, but this practice is in the mortuary——

Uncle Xiang went in for a long time, and Shui Anluo dawdled at the door.

She never believed in ghosts and gods, but fear seemed to be innate.

"Girl, if you don't come in, the chance will be gone!" Uncle Xiang said from inside.

Echoes are floating in the corridor, one sound, one wave~

Shui Anluo pursed her lips tightly, as if struggling.

Finally, Shui Anluo walked in tremblingly with her eyes closed.

Because the corpses are stored, the temperature inside is very low.

Shui An shuddered as soon as he entered.

(End of this chapter)