In the early morning, I climbed out of bed reluctantly because today is Sunday, the day of worship.
My family has been doing business in the capital for generations. The business is not big, but it is indispensable. I have customers both in and outside the city because my family runs a coffin shop.
Since we are in the business of dead people, my family naturally has a few ancestral store rules. First, worship God in the courtyard every Sunday, because every day I have to curse others to die soon, and my conscience is still uneasy; second, sit in front of the store every day and observe the people passing by and observe their health conditions, in order to understand who is about to die, so that I can sell coffins as soon as possible; third, the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, and the coffin shop cannot be closed. This is a bit strange, but I am too lazy to close it, after all, I only sell coffins, and I have no intention of closing the store.
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