Crazy Psychologist

Tomorrow is Saturday, and this flower shop has to prepare flowers for the wedding of two couples tomorrow morning, as well as flowers for the funeral of two elderly people.

The shouting woman's name is Liu Mei. This store has been open for eleven years. She is very proficient in how to turn flowers into money.

"Put the good ones at the wedding party, and put the stale ones at the old lady's place. Xiao Zhang, if you don't pay enough attention, you can only deliver takeout in the future."

Xiao Zhang is clumsy but honest. He helps tie flowers in the shop on weekdays. When the owner of the one-stop shop next door comes to do business, he can also help sell a few stacks of tin foil and other things without fear of selling them at the wrong price. Just sell it to Gaoli casually. At most, you will get too much money. Boss Qian will also give him a small red envelope when he comes back.

Xiao Zhang’s biggest dream is to find a wife in this city in the future. She will sell flowers and he will sell tinfoil.

When he saw Ding Jiajun looking at the door of the flower shop, Xiao Zhang thought it was another flower buying business.

This Ding Jiajun looks like a rich man at first glance, with neat clothes and a good face. He comes here to buy flowers for teachers, family members, girlfriends or wives, or for dead people.

In Sister Liu’s words, it’s even simpler, “There are only two types, those who buy flowers for women and those who buy flowers for dead people.”

"Hello."

Ding Jiajun put his hands in his trousers pockets, and his complexion became fairer against the backdrop of his white top.

"Do you want to buy flowers for your girlfriend? There are imported roses. Do you want to see them? Will they be delivered tomorrow or tonight?"

Ding Jiajun shook his head, "Isn't there a one-stop service here?"

"One-stop service?" Xiao Zhang thought about it, and it turned out to be a big business.

"Yes, we have been doing weddings for more than ten years. What kind of wedding service do you want? When is the wedding planned? Has the banquet time been determined?"

Xiao Zhang stopped what he was doing and introduced happily.

Looking at the price range of wedding services suitable for this customer.

The guest didn't look satisfied, or he was just expressionless. Xiao Zhang was a little at a loss, and it happened that Liu Mei pushed the door open at this time.

"Is this someone buying flowers?"

Sister Liu greeted the guests with ease.

"I want to ask what I will do after I die."

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the smoke rising outside the glass door was obviously the smoke from the charcoal fire at the barbecue stall, but for some reason it blew into the closed glass door. Xiao Zhang and Liu Mei's expressions suddenly darkened.

It is said that if you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter dirty things. Now Liu Mei finally understands this.

She has always been very courageous, doing body express transportation, funerals, and changing clothes for the deceased.

Liu Mei never blinked an eye at these things.

Once, an old man passed away. When people die, there is usually an unpleasant smell. The smell is stronger for old people who have been sick in bed for a long time. Their family members are not willing to get close. Liu Mei was only in her early 20s at that time and came to this place. Working hard in the city, she was not afraid of anything. She rolled up her sleeves and helped the old man change into a new set of clothes without even frowning.

In Liu Mei's words, many people around here were sent away by her. She was cheerful and straightforward, and no one ever bargained with the price she offered.

Liu Mei also said that people who have been in the funeral business can't do other businesses. It's not that they can't bear the hardship, but they don't know what bargaining is.

But at this moment, looking at Ding Jiajun's face, Liu Mei felt scared for the first time in more than ten years.

This face is obviously the face of a living person, fresh and even beautiful, but it doesn't have the slightest bit of vitality of a living person.

It was somewhat similar in aura to the dead people Liu Mei had seen.

It's not scary to meet ghosts, it's scary to meet ghosts that look like humans.

Liu Mei subconsciously took a step back and pulled Xiao Zhang's sleeve, wanting to say send him away.

Who knew that Xiao Zhang didn't get Liu Mei's intention and thought that Liu Mei wanted him to go up and chat with the guests, so they started chatting.

"Is someone in the family dying?"

Ding Jiajun didn't answer, and nodded slightly after a few seconds.

"That's right. I want to know what needs to be done?"

"Oh, it's actually very simple. We have a one-stop service."

"You can take our business card or scan our QR code. No matter where you are at any time, whether in the hospital or at home, we will arrive immediately to assist you with follow-up matters."

Ding Jiajun's hands were still in his pockets, with no intention of taking out the business card or scanning the QR code.

"Um? I wonder if you live near here? We are very familiar with this place. We sent many people away. Don't worry, it will be fine."

Xiao Zhang thought Ding Jiajun might be a little sad. He had seen family members who were so sad that they couldn't cry because of the sudden death of a patient, and looked expressionless.

“What specific services are available?”

Is this a test of my business ability?

Xiao Zhang has never answered a guest like this before, because the guests who come are all in a hurry. Usually the patient has just passed away in the hospital, or someone in the family has died and needs help immediately. After all, things don’t always say much. Less is really not less. After a person dies, it is not that there is nothing, but that there are a lot of things waiting to be done.

It is inevitable for family members to grieve, but no matter how sad things are, you still have to deal with them, such as how to apply for a death certificate, how to cancel your household registration, where to receive funeral subsidies, how to notify the company, and how to notify the new employer if the original employer has gone bankrupt. What kind of hearse to choose, when to put on makeup, how to say goodbye to the body, what are the differences in shrouds, silk or imitation silk, how to deal with ashes, burial in a tree or at sea or with a monument, cremation and remains involve many matters in the funeral home, and Funeral etiquette, whether to set up a mourning hall at home, how to raise the altar table, what style of lamp to choose, the etiquette of offering incense and paying homage, whether to invite a host to perform the ceremony, and many, many things that go into the whole process.

Which part does this person want to hear?

Xiao Zhang has never learned these things from beginning to end with a book in hand like he did in school. It is all the practical experience he participated in various one-stop services with Liu Mei and the boss Qian next door.

Xiao Zhang never thought that one day he would meet someone who asked him to introduce the funeral process after death, which really stumped him.

Xiao Zhang looked at Liu Mei, who shook her head and turned to tie flowers.

"Ah, really, why did it rain so hard all of a sudden?"

Muchun rushed into the flower shop, full of embarrassment, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. He looked quite embarrassed.

"Yeah, it's raining, and it's not a little rainy."

Liu Mei looked listlessly outside the glass door, and the movements of tying flowers on her hands slowed down unconsciously.

Xiao Zhang is quite enthusiastic, and when there are people there is business. Xiao Zhang is an optimistic young man.