Karen, on the other hand, was obviously eating with a frown on his face. He did not try to hide his emotions and sighed while eating.

"Food requires the most basic respect." Dis reminded.

Karen also took a glass of water from Mina's hand, used it to swallow the sweet pie in her mouth, and said:

"It's really disrespectful to make the ingredients taste bad."

Dis nodded thoughtfully,

road:

"Then I'm looking forward to lunch tomorrow."

At this time, Aunt Mary came up from downstairs. Karen noticed that her face was filled with ever-changing anger, but she quickly calmed down when she appeared in front of her grandfather.

"The guest has left?" Dis asked.

"Well, they chose the cheapest package." Aunt Mary said.

"Yeah." Dis said nothing special.

The cheapest package is to rent the first floor of Immelais' house as a place of mourning. All unnecessary decorations and arrangements are not required. It is similar to "pausing the funeral" there. Relatives and friends can just take a look at it at a specific time in the morning or afternoon.

good;

Even... wine and beverages don't need to be prepared.

"What's even more ridiculous is that they want to cremate Mr. Mosang and don't even want to pay for the cemetery. In order to save money, the brothers and sisters even said that Mr. Mosang is a believer in the Berry religion.

But when I was disposing of Mr. Moissan’s body, I clearly saw an angel tattoo on his back.”

The followers of several sects stipulate that cremation is required after death, so that the physical body becomes an end and a new beginning. However, most sects, or most people, are still unwilling to choose cremation.

Of course, the most important point is that cremation is much cheaper than burial with all beards and tail.

What makes Aunt Mary angry is that in order to save money, several of Mr. Moissan's children deliberately made up this unreliable reason...well, it also cut off a large portion of the profits she originally planned.

Coffins, cemeteries, priests, etc. are the real oil and water.

"Yes." Mr. Dees responded and replied calmly, "Follow the guest's request."

"Okay, Father."

"By the way, since Mr. Moissan's family members have not asked for food, it's good that Karen will prepare tomorrow's lunch."

"Okay, Father." Aunt Mary glanced at Karen subconsciously.

"I'm a little tired today. I'll go back to my room and rest first. I'll be busy tomorrow morning, so you should go to bed early."

"Okay, Father."

"Okay, grandpa."

Dis got up and left the dining table and walked up to the third floor.

"Mina, take Lunt and accompany me downstairs to decorate the curtains. Oh, and then call Chris to join us."

"Okay, mother."

Aunt Mary looked at Karen again and asked:

"My chef nephew, do you need to purchase some ingredients for you in advance?"

"No need, Auntie, there are plenty in the kitchen, they are enough."

"Then I'm looking forward to lunch tomorrow."

Aunt Mary took Mina and the others downstairs. Although it was said that Paul and Ron would come over in the morning to decorate the mourning venue, she needed to put some basic items together tonight.

Karen finished eating and started to collect the plates.

At this time, the door to my uncle and aunt's room on the second floor was pushed open from the inside.

"Karen, Karen."

"Uncle Mason?" Karen called out.

"Is there anything left to eat?" Uncle Mason asked.

"A few more pies."

"Okay, okay, give it to me, give it to me."

Karen brought the plate with the pies to the door of the room. Uncle Mason, wearing pajamas, took the plate and immediately picked up a pie and took a big bite. He was obviously hungry as he devoured it.

"Uncle, what are you..."

Uncle Mason said helplessly: "I fell while walking, and my butt still hurts a lot. I don't know if I have injured any bones. I'll lie down first, so I won't delay my work at home tomorrow."

"Uncle, you are so careless."

"Hey, if a family wants to have good luck, there must be one person who is unlucky to bear all the burden. As long as you are healthy, I am happy."

Although I knew Uncle Mason was "farting",

But Karen still gave him a "polite" and "touching" smile.

Uncle Mason limped back to the bedroom carrying the plate, and at the same time he did not forget to tell Karen:

"Close the door."

"Okay, uncle."

Karen closed the door. Judging from Uncle Mason's reaction in the morning, Karen guessed that his uncle should have been beaten by his father.

Um,

This is normal, isn't it?

Even though his uncle's child is so old, it is not incomprehensible for him to be beaten by his own father. After all, Dis almost killed his "grandson" with his own hands today.

I habitually stretched out my right hand and scratched the place in front of my right eye. This was a habit I had in my previous life, but I ended up feeling lonely;

"Karen" has good eyesight and does not need to wear glasses.

Karen laughed at herself:

"grandson……"

Immediately afterwards,

He emphasized his tone again:

"Thief Sun."

…

Karen didn't go down to help. After clearing the dishes, he went to bed.

I was groggy, fell asleep again and again, and woke up again and again, each time I slept for only half an hour.

By lingering until late at night, Karen's sleepiness was wiped away.

He glanced at his cousin Lunt who was sleeping on the spring bed opposite.

After he woke up and recovered, his cousin who originally lived in the same house with his grandfather immediately moved back to live with him. You can imagine how much pressure sleeping in the same house with his grandfather brought to him.

Karen sat up from the bed, turned on the lamp on the small desk, opened the drawer according to memory, and took out a book from it.

The book is called "Money, a Meaningless Thing" and it is the autobiography of a financial tycoon from Ruilan Country, the country where Karen lives.

Karen turned over the pages of the book, and inside were banknotes with a denomination of "one hundred" rupees.

This was the money saved by the previous "Karen". His pocket money was quite generous. Karen took them all out and counted them. It was 6,000 rupees.

At this stage, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker is just over 2,000 rupees, and factory workers with good profits can get a monthly salary of 2,500 rupees;

The two assistants at home, Paul and Ron, have a monthly salary of 3,000 rupees. Paul's salary was increased today to 4,000 rupees. After all, the salary must be higher for the job of transporting dead people.

Therefore, this 6,000 rupees is almost three months’ salary of an ordinary worker. In fact, ordinary workers need family living expenses, and it is not enough to save this for half a year.

When he first woke up, Karen retrieved from his memory that "Karen" had been planning to run away from home. He had never liked this home.

But these 6,000 rupees are indeed a lot of money, but even if he goes out with this money, what can he do?

"'Karen', 'Karen', why did you drop out of school? You can at least leave me a high school diploma."

But then I thought about it, at least I had a "little plum" face, and he was not a little plum playing with a squirt gun;

I don't seem to have much reason to complain about "Karen".

Now,

I inherited this choice:

"Run away from home?"

"Stay home?"

These two issues kept flashing in Karen's mind, but recalling the scenes during the day, Karen couldn't help but wonder, would it be so easy to leave home after running away from home?

This is really not as simple as a child taking a small amount of money and getting on the train away from home.

Rather, it involves a kind of mystery, which is somewhat beyond one's established worldview.
To be continued...