Live broadcast in the funeral clothing store

Grandpa Liu, the tailor, once waited for his father's love just like Ye Lei, but he was not as lucky as Ye Lei to receive the warmth of fatherly love.

"Ye Mansion, Master Feng!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa cried in a hoarse voice and stroked the birthday message on the head of the wood with his hand.

He stood up and helped Ye Lei into the inner room. He also lay down in the living room beside his father!

Uncle Six, the tailor, lay on the sofa, leaning against his great-grandfather's coffin. He stroked the coffin with one hand and took a cigarette with the other hand.

I feel more at peace than ever before, and a gratified smile accompanies the quiet night. It's so comfortable.

"Ye Lei, I've been with you for the past few months. I'm exhausted both physically and mentally! I plan to resign from my position as a live broadcast assistant." Ye Lei's reader Zhang Xiaoyu sent a text message at four o'clock in the morning.

"Just say you won't do it and then don't do it? You have no professional ethics at all!" Ye Lei complained, but in his heart he actually felt reluctant!

Ding Dong!Ding Dong!

The doorbell suddenly rang. Who would press the bell at eight o'clock in the morning?

squeak!squeak!squeak!

Grandpa Six, the tailor, opened the door a little, fearing that outsiders would see the red coffin in the living room.

"Excuse me, is this where Ye Lei lives?" A girl was standing outside the door, she looked familiar!

"Wen Xue?" Grandpa Six, the tailor, was surprised. They had just broken off contact, but they were in touch again!

"Uncle Liu! No, no, no, Sixth Grandpa!" Wen Xue realized that the tailor Sixth Grandpa had already returned to his roots.

"Why are you here? Come in!" Grandpa Six, the tailor, invited Wen Xue in!

Wen Xue almost lost her soul when she saw the red coffin in the living room. She had been traumatized by the last wedding and had already developed a resistance to red coffins. She was not prepared at all and was so frightened that her soul flew away and she stood there in a daze.

"Oh! It's okay, Wen Xue! These are household materials, don't be afraid!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa explained to ease Wen Xue's fear.

Rumble!

Coffin

Suddenly there was a violent vibration!

Wen Xue was so scared that she hid behind the tailor, Sixth Grandpa! Her tiptoeing was a little abnormal.

"It's okay, it's okay! This happens often!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa comforted again.

Only then did Wen Xue put aside her worries and stood up!

Ye Lei was still depressed about Zhang Xiaoyu's strike, and his eyes fell on Wen Xue: "Wen...Xue, why are you here?"

Ye Lei became nervous again.

"I want to find a job in the city!" Wen Xue looked embarrassed.

It seems that because of the rumors in the village about the marriage, I can’t stay here anymore!

"Okay! Leave it to me!" With Zhang Xiaoyu's departure, the position of live broadcast assistant happened to be vacant. Only then did Ye Lei dare to pat his chest and agree!

As they talked, the three of them went to Ye’s funeral clothing store after breakfast!

Feeling the long-lost familiarity, Ye Lei opened his arms: "I'm back!".

Click!Click!Click!

The electric rolling shutter door has been corroded by rain these days, the motor is covered with rust, and it opens very slowly.

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"Eat it by rats?" Grandpa Six, the tailor, asked when he saw the mess in front of him.

"Oh my God!" Ye Lei was also confused!

It wasn't that it was bitten by rats, but it was flooded after the heavy rain a few days ago.

A strong musty smell wafted into Wen Xue's nose, choking her and causing her to sneeze.

After the water receded, the mud that came up stuck to the ground and was very muddy!

"What is this?" Grandpa Six, the tailor, saw a letter in the corner!

"Letter? Ye Feng, receive it!" Ye Lei looked at the words on the letter. Although it had been soaked in water, the handwriting on the envelope was still clear. A line of words was printed on the wax (also called sealing paint) at the seal: "Chen Yunjin Seal!".

This sealing paint was used by wealthy families in the Middle Ages. Who is this Chen Yunjin?

"Open it and take a look!" Ye Lei said.

Just as the tailor Sixth Grandpa was about to open the envelope, he glanced at Ye Lei and said, "Isn't this a bad idea?"

"Oh! Since it's in our hands, it's fate. Let's do it for our great grandfather!" Ye Lei's reason was nonsense, and his gossipy heart was the root of it.

"Okay, let's all take a look at what my great-grandfather said in his letters to others in that era? Hehe!" This is too much. I don't know when Ye Lei started the live broadcast!

On the live broadcast screen:

Guardian of Heaven: It should be some whispers!!! Haha!

Charming Little Bobo: You're not writing something shameful, are you? Hehe!

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Ye Lei's actions made the live broadcast room full of effects.

Grandpa Six, the tailor, pulled out a piece of light yellow paper from the envelope. There were black grids on it, and each black grid had very beautiful words embedded in it. The font was bold but not elegant, creating a conflicting beauty.

"Guess what will be written on it?" Ye Lei kept everyone on suspense!

Live broadcast room public screen:

Gentle Hip-Hop: Please, if you want to see it, just hurry up, why are you wasting time?

The fairy who came to the monster: That’s right, hurry up, don’t waste time!

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The fans this time were really hard to deal with. Ye Lei was also eager to know the contents of the letter. He accidentally stepped on the slippery mud on the ground and almost fell down.

"Ye Feng, you didn't fulfill the things you promised me! I curse that your Ye family will never be haunted by that... thing for generations to come!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa looked at the only curse on the letter, turned it over and checked carefully to see if there were any other words.

On the live broadcast room screen:

Wandering Xiaoxiao: This is not a surprise, it’s a real shock!

Angry Dada: Did you do this yourself in advance?

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Suddenly~~~

The envelope and letter paper in the hands of the tailor Sixth Grandpa turned red as if stained with blood. The black words in the letter were covered by the red.

The tailor, Uncle Six, was so scared that he quickly threw the letter away.

As it fell, it actually burned up, leaving no ash at all.

"What's going on?" Ye Lei was shocked!

"Turn off the live broadcast quickly!" Wen Xue reminded Ye Lei in a low voice.

Ye Lei hurriedly said hello to everyone and ended the live broadcast in a hurry.

"Who exactly is Chen Yunjin?" The tailor Sixth Grandpa seemed to have some impression, but it was very vague, and he was thinking.

"Let me check!" Ye Lei took out his tablet, opened the search engine and searched quickly.

Wen Xue cleaned the house! How virtuous!

After searching for a while, no useful clues were found.

However, when searching again, some entries about the Chen family of the Western School kept popping up in the lower right corner of the computer, which was very abnormal. I also tried the traces of past searches and the feedback from big data.

"Could it be that this Chen Yunjin is also from the Western Chen family?" Ye Lei's thought was not unreasonable. Various traces showed that the Ye family and the Chen family had an unspeakable connection!

Ye Lei had a big plan in mind, a live broadcast of cycling - to go to the Xipai Chen family at the foot of Liuyin Mountain.