In addition to the business of corpse salvaging, I also have a decent job at the Downtown Memorial Hall in the city.
Mainly responsible for repairing the makeup of the deceased, allowing them to leave the world decently, and to comfort the relatives hearts a bit. According to my grandfather, this is a job that accumulates Yin virtue. I have lost merit as a corpse salvager, so I have to accumulate Yin virtue elsewhere to avoid retribution.
He made a lot of sense, but I just want to earn two salaries.
The memorial hall sounds cold, but the benefits and treatment are very good, simply unbeatable. When I arrived, there was a corpse that had been dead for a while in the room. The director stood by and instructed me and the man on the same shift to do facial repair and treatment for him. Then stay up for a night, and the family will come to pick up the body and put it into the coffin tomorrow morning.
There is also a coffin in the workshop, and the coffin lid is placed on the ground, which is reserved for tomorrow. The body can only be put into the coffin at an auspicious time, and then the coffin is closed. The coffin lid is transparent, which is convenient for people who come to mourn to look at the face.
The director just left, and my colleague Neil immediately took out a cigarette and started smoking, "Leaf, you can be late? Come and chat with your brother, did you encounter something?"
I threw Neil a white eye and grabbed the cigarette in his hand and pinched it off.
Neil is a person who is idle and unemployed, and he has a job that is free from food and clothing simply because he is the relative of the director. Unfortunately, he doesnt cherish it at all and muddles along. None of our employees at the memorial hall like him. But this person still thinks he is very powerful and does whatever he wants, and no one is in his eyes.
"Leaf, I found that you are so boring. No wonder you are still not chased even though you are beautiful. In my opinion, your temper should be changed." He said while talking, he came up and took advantage of the reason to snatch the cigarette to touch me!
I simply dodged and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, "I cant change this temper, and another thing is that smoking is forbidden here."
After that, I sat in front of the corpse, took out the toolbox beside it and opened it, while observing the degree of damage to the corpse, while looking at his portrait, thinking about how to repair it to look as good as possible. Neil watched for a while on the side, felt bored and walked away.
Probably went out to smoke, anyway, I cant control it, and its just as well to be out of sight and out of mind.
The makeup is to repair the appearance of the corpse, so that he can go as peacefully as possible.
After all, not everyones death can be seen. I have seen people with white eyes and crooked noses, and I have also seen people with missing facial features and half of their heads split. If they die in a car accident, the body damage will be more serious, and it will be a very difficult project.
I took a deep breath and lifted the black cloth covering the corpse.
The smell of the corpse came to my nose.
Fortunately, the corpse in front of me is relatively complete and does not need to fill things into the cheeks and sew them with a needle to make the face full.
I breathed a sigh of relief, took out the foundation, blush, and lip color specially used for the dead, which is similar to modern makeup, in order to make the deceaseds complexion a little better.
As if he was just sleeping quietly.
……….
The makeup is almost done, I yawned, got up to go to the bathroom inside to wash hands and face, and sort out the appearance.
When I turned around, I felt a figure behind me.
There are also a pair of eyes, he hides in the dark peeping at me...
I entered the toilet and slammed the door shut...