Vol 2 Chapter 2: The beginning of Sunday

Let's make a list of recent Barton students, oh, thanks for reminding, there is a thing that makes sense by organizing the list of events, called a newspaper. Eight? One? Chinese website? W≥W ≠ W≈. ≥ 8 = 1 ≤ Z = W ≈. COM
There is such a thing in Grand's office. Okay, let's get started.
First, it is the date on the right side of the top of the page. The unit of time used by humans, such as year, month, and day, does not matter. The important thing is that this is the Sunday where everyone rests with the Creator Lord. The spiritual belief is always higher than the repetition. Is every day right ~
Then there is the bold body that has n’t changed in decades. Barton Daily, signs, advertisements, editors, etc. are omitted, because it ’s hard to get the attention away from the huge front page that occupies three quarters. photo--
Manor, red carpet, crowded vehicles, chaos and complicated crowds, and ambulance ...
Wait a minute, let's leave this front page until the end.
Skip this huge picture for the time being, and after the simple and practical black dividing line, several small guide pictures are arranged side by side to guide the person reading the newspaper to the corresponding page.
The first, do n’t be too surprised, is a photograph of a nursing home in the Southern District. The title is "Suicide of the Mental Patient Sustaining Discharge, Dean Green's Responsibility". Does anyone want to go through the details? Okay, next one.
The photo is of Massa Port, what security personnel in different uniforms are negotiating. The title is "Continuous Theft at Massa Port, and the Security Company Completes the Handover." Know, know, everyone expected, no one cares, the next one.
It seems to be a real estate agency somewhere, "The real estate in the southeast is frequently transferred, and the purchaser is a republican." About us farts. Next page.
The picture is somewhere on Liszt Street, Kezier's sign is the focus point, the title, "Kezier Women's Cloth" ... I understand, let's look at the last one.
The picture is Grand, which we are very very familiar with, "The funeral industry has stopped one after another, and the Grand Funeral Home is not affected."
If you ignore the deliberate emphasis of the funeral home atmosphere by black and white photos, this is a good photo. The angle of elevation makes the Grand building look tall and wide. It may also be that the manuscript deliberately cut off the part that can see the person at the head-up angle.
It's about Grande. Please serve dim sum. Let's turn to the second edition of "Insight of the People's Livelihood". The space on the left is a little patient.
... Following the theft in the Southern District Allen Times ... The picture shows Allen sitting on the steps of his home and watching the employees close the door of the funeral home.
The author of this report is Kate, so do n’t expect anything.
... Allen and Ford ’s Funeral Home have submitted financial audits to the city government ... The picture shows Mr. Ford lying in the hospital looking at the documents.
It should be obvious that someone is deliberately creating an atmosphere. After all, this report does not mention that Grand was the first to submit a financial review, and this picture is also deliberately confusing the time.
... Grand ’s cremation branch, the ‘Mill’, which has a cooperative relationship with the Southern District Police Station, announced the first stop of cremation business.
... After Allen announced the suspension of business, Ford also announced the suspension of the cremation business. With all the burial services, all mourning services will be suspended, only the mortuary that still belongs to the public service area will be retained ...
The picture, absolutely unintentional, is a perfect funeral of Grande-this is the whole record of the funeral that has not been played. Kate is used in this place, yes, there is hers.
Thank you for taking the time to feel the atmosphere of public opinion that Grande is about to return to, and return to our original purpose, Patton ’s list of events, and go back to the huge photo on the front page.
"The Fall of the Laying Family, The End of Bi Sharp", this is the title.
Somewhat stunned, a bit of a deliberate suspicion of catching eyeballs, because clearly in the photo, the big men in Chinese clothes were seen from a distance, wrapped in surging reporters, were led by police on the red carpet to the road leading to the ambulance, and were dressed On the stretcher car that the uniformed ambulance staff was pushing quickly, the last person who was lying, the last Bishape-Mr. Bishape, was clearly not covered, and the man did not die at all.
It ’s even better. The stretcher cart is intertwined among the ambulance staff. It is a beautiful and excessive woman. Even on the dynamic movement, the clear face successfully captured by the camera is a throbbing and worried face. , Staring closely at Bishapu almost covered up by the infusion bottle.
I would like to ask which man does not want to have such a beautiful woman by his side at the worst moment?
Let's turn to the social version. The first thing that appeared to the eyes was the beautiful woman, covering her mouth sadly, slumped at the end of the red carpet, and looked at the ambulance away. The small print with the picture shows that ‘Bishap ’s fiancee was refused to accompany him on board the ambulance because he was not yet a Bichamp ’s legal relative’ ...
"Is this today's newspaper?" Zack entered the office and glanced at the old Hank sitting in his place. Yes, we are actually watching the news exactly as old Hank likes.
"No!" Old Hank did not look at Zac, and answered with a naive lie. Before he finished reading the newspaper, Zac didn't want to take it away!
"Okay." Zac didn't care about the phone. "I heard the phone ringing. It's late, did you answer it?"
Old Hank expressed no interest in chatting with Zac in the simplest silence, and raised his hand to hit the answering machine.
Believe it or not, this is how old Hank got close.
Zac shook his head, sat down at the side of his desk, and pressed the answering machine.
"I'm looking for Alice !!" Lola's voice informed the listener not to be affectionate.
Zac tilted his body, crossed the old Hank who was reading the front page news in the middle, and patted the call bell.
In the first time, the colored light spots that responded to the call had not gathered into the human form of Danny, and Zac said, "Find Alice, Lola's message."
"Oh." The colored light spread out directly.
Lola, who was leaving a message, counted the time in a low voice that she thought would not be heard, as if she was really waiting for Alice.
But after all, the girl miscalculated the time, and Alice had not come up, and Lola in the message had already spoken, "Alice, Teacher Trisha left a message for us. They brought it back to Charlotte yesterday, She said that she was always uncomfortable these days, and she was going back to Newton to find her parents for a few days ... "
Zac looked at the answering machine with no expression. This news was nothing worth exploring for Zac. He made up, fake, non-existent, arranged to cope with Alice's lies ... Everyone knows what I mean, Trisha is still in Tam's belly, Tam, is he preparing breakfast for Mo in the kitchen? .
"Parker Elementary School needs help, but we were all banned, you know, yesterday ..."
Alice came up and heard this sentence, silently stood by the door and did not continue to walk in.
"Charlotte and Xian Di can still go out, but I really can't worry about Parker Elementary School, just a few of them are there, Alice, promise me, you are optimistic about them, don't let them mess up, okay?"
The message is not over yet, Lola ’s words start to get faster, you should hear the time-tone reminder, "Well, besides, tell Matthew, I do n’t care about the werewolf, I mean, uh, see Benjamin ’s , Claw, claw, I ’m not stupid! I can guess! So, tell him beep- ". The message is broken.
Broken in a wonderful place.
Zac waited for a while until the answering machine prompted the message to terminate. No matter what Laura wanted to say, she didn't finish it, it seemed that she gave up and called again to make up. Zac smiled at Alice, "You have missed the first few words of Tsuisha."
He deliberately turned away before Alice began to have nervous tension, and fell on the newspaper in front of Old Hank, as if it was a simple newspaper that attracted his attention, just missed Alice's anxiety. Sometimes, you have to admit that Zac is intimate, although the purpose is very annoying.
I still said to Alice, "Tsaisa went back to Newton's hometown." She also added her own comment, "Is it really too difficult to become a single mother, should I understand her, OK? Well, it seems that the matter of Port Massa will be released for the time being, huh, huh, and then you hear, Lola asks you to take care of the guys at Parker Elementary School. "
It was also just right. After Alice exhaled in a relaxed breath, Zac looked back at Alice again, "Do you want me to give Newton's Yuehua Baiying a message? Let them look after Cuisha? Or. Zach smiled easily, "I think Maya will be more active in this job."
This is the typical Zac, he will always give the other party a choice, but must, the other party's choice will be Zac hope.
"Maya can call." Alice made the decision immediately.
See, a good choice. Maya, who knows the truth about Cuisha and knows Alice ’s lies, calls. How good, Zac does nothing at all.
"Okay." Zack smiled and waved his hand. "You're going to be busy. You'll have to go to Parker Elementary School in a moment."
"Me, haven't I been banned?" Alice suddenly turned into a puzzled look.
"Footfoot?" Zack blinked. "Why?"
"yesterday……"
There was some funny interruption directly, "Yesterday things have nothing to do with you. Instead, you saved Bi Sharp, why did I want to ban you." Zach raised an eyebrow, "but if you want to experience the ban, I can agree. "
"Don't!" The young girl who had refused to step out of Grande answered in this way, and ran away, briskly. Girls are really easy to fight.
Zac continued to harass Old Hank, "Have you finished reading?"
"No! Yes!" Old Hank clambered over the newspaper. The second edition is still the answer to the previous page, and the third and fourth editions are also expected.
Zac couldn't get the newspaper for a while, and turned over the rest of the table. "This is?" Zac took a thing that seemed to be a postcard.
Old Hank was too lazy to answer, and Zack immediately understood why Old Hank ignored it. This is a postcard printed with the iconic architecture of a city in the middle. The person sent is the real grand son, Drake. The guy who came to find his father when he was living in the trough and only found the old Grand Cemetery, remember?
Zac was surprised that this guy would still contact Grande, turning over to see what he wrote.
Quite sloppy handwriting, ‘To Grande. I hope I wo n’t disturb you. I think after I leave, I should tell you about my current situation so that you do n’t worry. ’
To be honest, Zac doesn't care. When Drake came, Zac had given all the options. He chose to leave without disturbing Grand's status quo. But how to say, the relationship between people, this is the ideal state, do not disturb each other, do not pay attention to each other, and occasionally come here to say that the sound is good, it is enough.
‘I ’ve been doing well recently, and I ’m working again. I have an agreement with my ex-wife, and the kids can come with me every other week ...’
It seems that the narrative, which will be reduced to daily life, was skipped by Zac. Looking towards the end, Zac is more concerned about whether the other party has left an address. To be realistic, if Zak left the address, would Zack return a postcard ...
Hey.
‘The children seem to be curious about Button, you, my brother and grandfather, Grande. If it's not troublesome, can you send a few photos, Grand's photos, for the children. Hey, I know, I tried to describe it, but they just wanted to see it. I think if this is an opportunity to teach the children about death and the funeral home, it is probably a good opportunity. I do n’t want to talk about some things in the hospital. I think it ’s still a bit early for the children to understand. About? Trouble, thank you, the address is ... ’
This is no longer a polite reply. Zac frowned, inciting postcard thinking.
photo? Although Zac has the ability to take pictures now, he doesn't want to send his photos to the middle, try to understand it! It's been almost a hundred years since Torredo disappeared in the central part. Is it a photograph that returns Zac's face to the central part? It's a bit weird, isn't it?
With a lip, Zac had an idea. After looking at the old Hank who didn't surrender the newspaper, he took the postcard out of the office. If you want to take a photo, take the picture. The person who took the photo is the reason why he does n’t appear in the photo.
"Louis." Zac yelled as he went downstairs. "Want to go out to shop? Let's go buy a photo ..." On the morning of Sunday, the funeral home is informally closed, so Louise doesn't need to stay Grand is on duty.
But Louise interrupted Zac ’s invitation with just one action. She shook her notebook and the note of Sister Teresa,
I ’ll go to the sanatorium to see Susan. influences."
"Oh." Zac turned to Benjamin. "We ..."
"No." How simply refused, "I went to worship Matthew and his father for a while. He has been a little nervous since yesterday. I don't want him to show any horse feet in front of his father. It will be full moon soon."
"Danny? Want to go shopping?"
"Thank you, but no. I'm going to the West End in a while to see my friend." What friend can Danny have, it's the wheelchair boy!
"Mo. Kozil's new outfit is on sale." Zac did not allow himself to be more sad.
"Well--although it's tempting, but, sorry, my drama is hooked up all day on the weekend ~ so ~"
It was already very sad, so the broken pot was broken, Zac looked at Tam, looked, and said nothing.
"After you break things, after I leave Grande, you will pay me two big bottles of your blood!"
"A bottle."
"Deal!" Tam is an acquaintance. (To be continued.)