Corpse Recovery Diver

But looking at Li Sanjiang in front of him, Xiao Hei had no desire to flatter, because Li Sanjiang was working on a big project.

After finishing up, Li Sanjiang packed it into a container.

Then, he brought out his equipment, wiping what needed wiping, sun-drying what needed sun-drying.

Especially the Peach Wood Sword, with its handle marked by the Shandong State-owned Furniture Factory seal, was Li Sanjiang's cherished item, and he even applied a layer of oil on it to make it look brighter.

Lin Shuyou squatted to the side and asked, "Grandmaster, is there a big job?"

Li Sanjiang nodded, "Yes, a big job, very big. You prepare yourself too, join me this afternoon for the divination performance."

Lin Shuyou: "Mine is not divination..."

Since the time the boss of a generous venue hired him, Li Sanjiang had Lin Shuyou perform as an official, and after getting a big red envelope, Lin Shuyou's role as an official became an additional project in Li Sanjiang's mourning business.

When faced with wealthy clients, Li Sanjiang would recommend having Lin Shuyou perform.

Li Sanjiang: "It's not much different, and you look good doing it."

Lin Shuyou: "Of course."

Li Sanjiang: "Today is ominous, be careful."

Lin Shuyou: "How bad can it be, don't scare yourself, grandpa."

Ah You knew that with that peach forest around, Nantong Territory was peaceful and tranquil, and no matter how strong the resentment, it was hard to transform into ghosts.

Li Sanjiang: "Ominous, a whole family is gone, wiped out."

Lin Shuyou: "When did this happen?"

Li Sanjiang: "When you guys returned to Fujian those few days."

Lin Shuyou: "Who did it? Was it robbery or wandering criminals?"

Currently, social security can't be considered very stable, and almost every year, there are reports about murderers wandering across provinces, continuously covered by newspapers and television.

Such cases, no matter where they occur, cause great social panic, and even spur a wave of locals reinforcing or replacing doors and windows.

Li Sanjiang pursed his lips a few times and shook his head, "There must be something going on, otherwise they wouldn't have invited me. Let's wait and see."

Lin Shuyou: "So should I prepare too?"

Li Sanjiang: "Yes, you start with the makeup in advance, and perform as soon as you arrive."

Lin Shuyou: "Alright."

Actually, when Lin Shuyou began face-opening divination, he no longer needed makeup. He carried it naturally now.

The lunch dishes were quite hearty.

Although Li Sanjiang's household maintained high food standards, and the oil consumption alone surpassed that of factories with hundreds of people in nearby towns.

But today's lunch was noticeably different from usual.

Run Sheng, returning from the fields, looked at the basin filled with braised pork, somewhat puzzled, glanced at Li Sanjiang.

Tan Wenbin: "I'm saying, Mr. Li, have you hit the jackpot again?"

Li Sanjiang: "Just a ball."

Tan Wenbin: "Then are you planning not to continue living?"

Li Sanjiang: "Eat up, eat more, later you'll all come work with me."

Tan Wenbin: "Is there a big job? Hiss... no, right? Shouldn't big jobs come with meals?"

Li Sanjiang: "Zhuangzhuang, can't food stop your mouth?"

Tan Wenbin: "It'll stop, stop, I'm stopping now."

After lunch, Li Sanjiang directly assigned tasks.

From Uncle Qin, Xiong Shan, to Run Sheng, Tan Wenbin, Lin Shuyou, and even the family's mule, all were mobilized.

At times like this, Li Zhiyuan would usually insist on joining, but today there were matters at Grandma Liu's place.

Li Sanjiang took the group away, pushing out three full carts, brimming with various paper crafts.

Aunt Liu, clearing the dishes particularly asked Liu Yumei:

"Should I accompany you?"

"No need, I didn't even call Ali; they won't take him either."

Liu Yumei beckoned to Li Zhiyuan, and the young man walked over.

"Accompany me to meet some people later."

"Okay, Grandma Liu."

"Don't call me grandma."

"Is it so they don't know who I am?"

"If you want them to know, you can." Liu Yumei took a cup of tea from Aunt Liu's hand, rinsed her mouth, and spat, "But don't you prefer not to flaunt our family's name on the river?"

"I'm willing."

"Oh?"

"And I'm frequently flaunting it too."

"Oh."

Liu Yumei smiled.

This was her first deep conversation with the young man regarding this issue.

With just a few words, the old lady's doubts were mostly relieved.

"That's nice, much better than Alii's dull brain." Liu Yumei pointed to her temple, "I've always felt that the Qins are a bunch of brutes throughout the generations, what do you think?"

"Grandma, I am considered part of the Qin Family too."

As he spoke, Li Zhiyuan glanced from the corner of his eye towards Alii sitting there.

Liu Yumei said grumpily, "Alas, if not for pitying the Qin family, I wouldn't have let Alii use the surname Qin, using mine would be much better."

Li Zhiyuan smiled along.

Liu Yumei looked up at the sun and said, "Alright, almost time, go with grandma now."

Aunt Liu: "I'll get you the box from under the bed."

Liu Yumei raised her hand, "No need, it's better to go empty-handed, if I bring the sword, I fear I won't be able to control myself."

Aunt Liu: "Then take an umbrella, today's weather seems like it's going to rain."

...

It's raining.

Li Sanjiang: "Quick, quick, quick, get the paper crafts inside, don't let them get soaked!"

Three carts of paper crafts, not yet accounted for money. If they got soaked midway, the transaction couldn't proceed well.

Uncle Qin and others immediately started moving, although the paper crafts got some rain, but Li Sanjiang's paper crafts were of such quality that they didn't lose shape or even fade much.

Lin Shuyou, while patting the water droplets off his hair, walked to the hall door and looked inside.

Inside the hall there was a square table, on it yellow paper stairs, and six photo frames of the deceased.

At the top were two elderly people, in the middle two middle-aged, and below two children.

Three generations, neatly arranged.