Sky coffin

I stared blankly at the man in front of me.

The man has a pair of beautiful eyes that are as beautiful as heaven and earth, without any impurities, clear but bottomless, with dark eyebrows and a complexion as clear as jade.

She looked like a woman no matter how she looked, but his broken voice and Adam's apple gave him away.

Xia Xi also looked at the man with dull eyes.

Seeing me staring at him, the man said angrily: "What are you looking at? What's so interesting!"

This man seems to have a hot temper.

I said with a smile on my face: "I'm here to discuss business."

The man looked at me displeased and said, "Come in."

I followed the man, and the man said as he walked: "The coffin is here. You can choose it yourself. Just pay for the one you like and take it away."

The coffin shop is not big, only three coffins are neatly placed in the house.

I didn't take the man's words to heart, because I didn't come here to buy a coffin, I came here to carry the coffin.

Suddenly!

I suddenly felt like I was being watched.

This feeling makes me very uncomfortable.

Like a awn on my back, I can't sit still.

I frowned, my eyes constantly scanning the coffin shop, and finally my eyes rested on the wall directly in front of me.

There are three black and white photos of the deceased hanging on the wall. The people in them are all elderly men.

When my eyes came into contact with the old man in the middle, a chill spread from the bottom of my heart.

Because, he is staring directly at me!

Not only the middle one, but also the old men in the photos on both sides were staring straight at me.

No matter how I move, the feeling of being watched is like a dog-skin plaster that I can’t shake off.

Seeing me in a daze, the man said even more displeased: "Are you listening to me?"

I suddenly woke up and quickly said to the man: "I am listening, I am listening."

The man glanced at me and said, "Which coffin do you like?"

I hesitated for a moment and stated the purpose of my coming here.

"Carrying the coffin? I can't say that. I have to ask my grandfather."

After saying that, the man shouted into the back room: "Master! Someone wants us to carry the coffin!"

The man's sudden shout almost penetrated my eardrums.

This decibel is too high!

The combination of a woman's appearance and a man's voice is simply too inconsistent.

Just when I was thinking about this, an old voice came from the back room.

"Shout, what are you shouting for? Do you want to scare your grandpa and me to death?"

The door curtain of the back room was opened, and an old man with white hair and wrinkles walked out.

The old man hunched over and walked slowly, holding an old pipe in his hand.

The man came to the old man, pointed at me and said, "Grandpa, he wants us to carry the coffin!"

After hearing this, the old man looked at me from head to toe.

"Oh, sit down and let's talk slowly."

I nodded and followed the old man to the table under the portrait and sat down.

The old man motioned to his grandson to make me a pot of tea.

The man picked up the teapot and walked into the back room.

The old man didn't speak in a hurry. Instead, he lit his pipe and started smoking.

The other party didn't speak, and I was too embarrassed to speak. It seemed a bit rude.

After taking a few puffs, the old man asked: "Little boy, what is your name?"

I replied respectfully: "Old sir, my name is Liu Su."

When the old man heard the name, he was slightly startled, and a ray of light burst out from his cloudy eyes.