Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 395 - 71

Chapter 395: Chapter 71

In many people’s eyes, homesickness was like a bottle of aged wine, and it seemed unworthy to speak of homesickness without raising that glass.

But sometimes, it felt more like a can of Jianlibao.

Opening the lid, with a "pop" sound, emotions were released alongside the gas, tears and soda spilling over together. Taking a sip, and the bubbles danced on the tip of the tongue.

Just like boarding students, who would rush home eagerly as soon as school let out, or small children sent to someone else’s house, having fun during the day but crying to go home at night.

Tan Wenbin was the most like a human being among the kids who left the house.

Thus, his reactions were also the most intense.

It was as if only by stepping on the family’s courtyard, giving Li Sanjiang a forceful hug, and hearing Mr. Li call him "Zhuangzhuang," could he confirm from the bottom of his heart:

*Whew, I finally came back, and all those thrilling and terrifying things I encountered along the way were truly put to an end.*

*This feeling, my biological parents couldn’t really give me.*

Li Sanjiang loved Zhuangzhuang, of course, his favorite was surely his own great-grandson.

"Little Yuanhou!"

The familiar dialect accent was like the best catalyst.

There was also a special gleam in Li Zhiyuan’s eyes.

Li Sanjiang bent down, intending to pick up the boy. He failed the first time, but succeeded the second time after taking a deep breath in advance.

It wasn’t that he was too heavy to lift, but rather not as light as before.

Liu Yumei sat on a chair drinking tea, as the weather turned cooler, she had already put on a small coat, no longer showing the majestic demeanor she had in the Mountain City, now she really looked like an exquisite rural old lady.

Aunt Liu laughed and said, "You all haven’t eaten, have you? Wait, I’ll go make noodles for you."

Li Zhiyuan got down from Li Sanjiang and walked into the house, going upstairs.

Li Sanjiang held a cigarette in his left hand and supported his waist with his right, walking towards Liu Yumei, saying with emotion,

"The kid is growing fast, maybe before long, I won’t be able to hold him anymore."

Liu Yumei took a sip from her teacup, pretending to ignore this old man’s nonsense.

*You can carry a dead weight, but can’t carry a living person?*

*The old man simply became lively again seeing his great-grandson return, trying to find a topic to bring up matchmaking.*

Seeing that Liu Yumei didn’t reply, Li Sanjiang continued speaking to himself,

"I’m getting old, really, in the blink of an eye, tsk, people, are truly fickle."

Liu Yumei said, "Then shouldn’t you hurry and prepare a coffin?"

Li Sanjiang awkwardly flicked the ash from his cigarette, "Hmm, yes, it seems I should really consider it."

"But you can’t just consider it, you need to rush. Now, burial is getting stricter and stricter. If you wait too long, there will be no loophole to exploit, and you’ll be taken to the crematorium for cremation."

Li Sanjiang gave an embarrassed smile, waved his hand and replied, "That’s the way it is, that’s the way it is."

"Mr. Li, let me introduce you. This is Yin Meng, from Sichuan and Chongqing."

As Tan Wenbin introduced her, Li Sanjiang frowned more and more. What, she was going to live at home in the future?

However, after hearing Yin Meng say that she only needed a place to eat and live without a salary, Li Sanjiang felt relieved and not only agreed to let her stay but also said he would pay her like Run Sheng and Aunt Liu.

His business needed manpower, and he still relied on regular workers. What he feared was a grand deity coming into his home.

Liu Yumei noticed the trowel peeking out from Yin Meng’s luggage and waved her over, "Girl, come and chat."

Yin Meng smiled and walked over.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Sure."

Yin Meng grabbed a pinch of tea leaves and put it in, then added hot water with a thermos.

Liu Yumei slightly regretted not letting Xiao Yuan make tea for her before he went upstairs.

"Where are you from?"

"From Fuling."

"Which part of Fuling?"

"Fengdu."

Fengdu, surname Yin.

Liu Yumei, without any change in expression, continued to ask, "By the dock?"

"Yes, the family runs a coffin shop in town."

"Ghost Street?"

"Grandma, have you been to our place?"

Liu Yumei shook her head, "I haven’t been there."

The ordinary Corpse Recovery Divers who huddled by the docks in the past didn’t even have the qualifications to see her, but she was indeed familiar with the Yin family in Fengdu.

Because the Yin family’s ancestors were famous, but that was limited to ancestors, and they had actually declined long ago.

"Why did you think of coming here?"

"After Grandpa passed, I didn’t have any relatives there anymore, so I came here with Brother Xiao Yuan... with Xiao Yuan."

"You can stay with Ah Ting in the west room."

"Alright, my skills are pretty good, I can work."

"Don’t tell me these things, I’m not the main family."

"Then are you here like me, seeking refuge?"

"More or less."

"The noodles are ready, come eat," Aunt Liu called from the kitchen door.

Liu Yumei lifted her chin, "Go have some noodles."

"Okay, got it."

After Yin Meng left, Liu Yumei fell into deep thought by herself.

Aunt Liu walked over and sat beside her, quietly asking, "What’s on your mind?"

"Reminded of the past by the scene."

"Is it because of that girl from the Yin family?"

"Yes, and no. I’m thinking, what exactly counts as family heritage? Is it the surname, or some real unique skill, or perhaps a certain belief?"

"Why are you pondering these things?"

"Since coming back from the Mountain City, these things have been circling in my head."

Aunt Liu covered her mouth and chuckled softly, she knew the old lady was finding a graceful way down for herself.

"Ah Ting, why are you laughing?"

"I’m laughing because you’re stubborn."

"No manners, slap your mouth."

"Alright, alright, I’ll do it, I’ll do it." Aunt Liu pretended to lightly pat her face a few times.

Liu Yumei was also amused and waved her hand to dismiss her,

"Go, go, don’t make a fool of yourself in front of me, go about your business."

"Okay."

Aunt Liu stood up and, passing by the three young people eating noodles, cheerfully said, "Take your time with the noodles, there’s more in the pot. Aunt will fry a few more eggs for you."