13 Mink Street

In front of the door, after crying, Mrs. Lake kept her mouth open and took deep breaths silently, then wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, then propped herself on the ground with her hands, got up, and walked to the daughters' bedrooms.

Behind the door, Karen stood there.

Alas, it was still found.

Karen has nothing to lose. It is a couple who have lived together for so long. Her husband "changed" another person. She noticed that it was normal.

Not only is there no loss, but there is a kind of ease and relief;

Walking over to the desk where she had eaten earlier and picking up a leftover loaf of bread, Karen began to weigh in her mind.

The identity of the judge of the order of the gods, I want.

Karen broke off a small piece of bread and put it in her mouth.

Adams Psychological Clinic closed down, and he needed a stable source of income, so this funeral service also wanted.

Karen tore off another small piece of bread and put it in her mouth.

hehe,

After going around so many times, from Mingke Street in Luojia City in Ruilan to the Blue Bridge Community in York City in Wayne, I actually have to manage the familiar funeral business.

It's also very good, the family "study" was not in vain in the past;

The next time you call Uncle Mason, you can tell him that his nephew has turned his funeral club into an affiliate company.

It is estimated that the uncle and aunt will look very good when they hear the news. After all, they left home because they did not want to continue the funeral business. As a result, their nephew ran out and started their own business.

Pique, Dinkom, these two servants...

Also want.

It is inconvenient for Pu'er and Kevin to do things, Xilie is just a maid, and little John is just a child, and his abilities are not stable;

There has been a shortage of manpower before, and Alfred needs to be discharged from the hospital early, so he needs his subordinates in two circles very much now.

Pique is honest, so foolish;

Dinkom is a little clever and easy to use;

Karen squeezed another loaf of bread and put it in her mouth.

I can accept these three items, but I still have a big piece of bread left in my hand; this big piece is the role of "father" and "husband";

Cullen is willing to help Mr. Pavaro take on the family's responsibilities, such as the living arrangements for his wife and the supply of blood powder for his two daughters, including subsequent medical treatment;

But Karen was reluctant to actually play a "father" or "husband."

Because it will be tiring.

What can be taken off at will is the mask, and what cannot be taken off after wearing it is called shackles.

Karen's biggest difficulty is that he can't take the initiative to tell Mrs. Lake and his two daughters his identities, and he can't reveal them openly, not because they are worried that they will tell them, but tell them directly, in real life, they will be very easy. Expose traces.

Thinking about that night in the basement, after Mr. Bader killed the member of the order team, he was very familiar with digging his eyes and waiting for the follow-up treatment. In this world, even the dead can "talk".

Fortunately, Mr. Pavaro's two daughters realized that he was not their father, and Mrs. Lake also realized that he was not her husband;

But the two daughters didn't cry or make trouble, and Mrs. Lake pretended that she was being treated by her husband.

This tacit understanding is most suitable for the current situation, because Karen does not know how long Pavaro's identity will last with him, and some subtle caution must be done at the beginning.

Put the large piece of bread left in my hand back on the plate, I'm full, it's too hard to hold.

Picking up the damp towel from the dinner plate, Karen wiped her mouth first, then folded it and wiped her hands.

Does Mrs. Lake prepare a wet towel for Mr. Pavaro when he usually eats? Looking at Mr. Pavaro's greasy daily appearance, it seems that he is not such a person who loves cleanliness.

However, Karen didn't bother to think about where the flaws appeared. Maybe in Mrs. Lake's eyes, her whole body was flawed. When she pinched herself for the first time, she could feel that her muscles were not responding properly, even at first glance. Looking at her eyes, she can confirm that the person in front of her is not her husband.

"call…"

Karen breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she has guessed it, she might as well expand her tacit understanding a bit to save Mrs. Lake from worrying too much.

Going to the bedroom door, opening the door, Karen shouted:

"Peek."

"Hey, boss."

Peak ran from the front shop to the backyard.

"Call Madam here."

"Okay, boss."

Karen sat back at the desk, picked up a pen, removed the cap, and tapped on her fingertips;

Suddenly, Karen couldn't help laughing. He seemed to have no talent for acting. When he first woke up, he also felt confident that unless the family was crazy, he would feel that "Karen" was a different person.

This face was beaten once in Luojia City, and was beaten again when he came to Wayne.

Therefore, if you only use the identity of Pavaro, it may not be so safe. The best result is to wash your original identity in, so that you can be more calm in your daily work and other aspects.

Is this possible?

Recruit yourself into the funeral club, be your own boss, be your own boss, and develop yourself a well-organized servant of God?

Karen suddenly felt that the idea was feasible.

First of all, I can face Mrs. Lake and the two daughters more calmly, and secondly, I have the identity of the whip of order in front of the two guys, so I can more easily handle these two guys;

Just think that you are here to monitor Mr. Pavaro undercover. Anyway, this kind of thing is the business of the whip of order, and the two guys have nowhere to go to verify, let alone.

However, how to do the compilation?

Although he is "born" in a family of judges, but because of the particularity of Diess, his family, his grandfather the judge, has no analogy with the judge;

At home, I have never even seen such a thing as a coupon!

I was like a second-generation official whose family had fallen, and suddenly realized: What, do you need to deduct points for running a red light?

take it easy;

Karen could only comfort herself like this.

The bedroom door was pushed open, Mrs. Lake walked in, looked at the dinner plate on the desk, and immediately cursed:

"You're a master, I'll just bring you the food, and you want me to bring it out for you?"

Karen leaned back slightly and said calmly: "I will ensure that the supply of blood spirit powder that the family needs every month will not be interrupted."

Mrs. Lake was stunned for a moment, her expression a little unnatural:

"you…"

"I…"

"This home..."

She tried to speak several times and switched several tones, but she was not sure.

She is very afraid of the "husband" in front of her. She doesn't know who he is, and she doesn't even dare to think where her real husband is now... Although she has roughly guessed a result;

But she was even more afraid that her two daughters would break the blood spirit powder.

If she was alone, she would never hope to get blood spirit powder again. As a mother, she could endure anything for the sake of her children.

"I'm your husband," Karen said. "Is that so?"

Mrs. Lake did not hesitate, and nodded immediately: "Yes, you are."

Karen suddenly felt that his tone was not correct. He originally wanted to comfort Mrs. Lake again, not to scare her;

"I have a very good friend, don't know if I told you before, he is a very good person, a very responsible person, a very honest person that I admire."

Mrs. Lake looked at Karen in amazement. She could tell who the "husband" in front of her was talking about, and she asked cautiously:

"Where is that friend now?"

"he's gone."

Mrs. Lake sat down beside the bed, as if she had lost her soul.

"That friend once begged me to help take care of his family if he had an accident, and I agreed, and I may have to bear some of the necessary expenses every month;

For this, ma'am, you won't object to my arbitrariness? "

Mrs. Lake took a deep breath, shook her head, then nodded again, and said, "This is the right thing, it should be, you...you did the right thing."

"Okay, Madam, you can understand. My biggest worry is that Madam blames me."

"No, no, how could it be."

"Since the wife has agreed, then I will take good care of his wife and children, and I will try my best to provide them with a stable and comfortable life."

"Thank you... no, you did the right thing, I support you."

"But I don't want to disturb her family, because Madam also knows that I have just come out of the Prison of Order Whip, and my identity is a bit inconvenient, and I don't want my identity to have a bad impact on their lives."

"They will be grateful in their hearts, they will be grateful, and they will help keep it a secret."

"OK."

Mrs. Lake immediately wiped her tears, nodded and said:

"Okay, okay."

"Ma'am, I have something to do. I have to go out. I won't be back tonight."

"Well, you're busy, go get busy, you have a lot of things to do." Mrs. Lake got up.

Cullen got up, walked out of the bedroom, and when they came to the shop in front, Pique and Dinkom both stood up and asked:

"Boss, are you going out?"

"Well, I still have some things to deal with, and I won't be back tonight."

"Okay, boss." Dinkom nodded.

"Boss, have you talked to your wife?" Pique reminded kindly.

at this time,

Mrs. Lake's scolding came from the back yard:

"You're going to go out as soon as you get back, and why don't you come back at night, you just die in the dim sum shop, old beast!"

Karen smiled.

Dinkom and Pique also laughed. Obviously, they were used to the way the boss and the boss's wife get along.

Karen walked out of the funeral home and got into Alfred's car.

"Master, is it going well?" Alfred asked.

"smoothly."

"Now are we going home?"

"Ok."

"Finally, I can have a good rest, young master."

"Well, but I still need to visit the funeral club tomorrow morning. I have to show my face more and show my sense of existence, so that I can wait for vindication."

Alfred drove into the apartment complex, and after getting out of the car, Karen stretched.

The next thing is to wait to see the progress of the order of the gods. I can't rush it, I can only wait. Fortunately, I have done everything I need to do, so I can take a good rest.

Hillie just happened to come out of the house to take out the garbage. After seeing "Karen" walking up the stairs, she raised the dustpan in her hand, and all the dust was thrown out, screaming:

"Oh my God!!"

It was only then that Karen realized that she still looked like Mr. Pavaro. It was like getting up and going out when wearing glasses and often forgetting about home.

Patting the dust on her shoulders, Karen didn't blame Xili, because the maid's professional psychological endurance was already very good, and it was her side who forcibly trampled on her bottom line again and again.

Karen smiled at Hillie;

Hillie sat down on the steps, clutching the edge of the stairs with both hands, looking horrified, knowing that she had only cleaned the bathroom when she went out, and greeted the faceless Mr. Pavaro lying there.

Karen wanted to reach out to help her, but considering her big butt, she fell like an air cushion on the steps, so it shouldn't be a big problem;

"Be careful going up and down the stairs."

After a perfunctory command, Karen returned to the room, changed back to her own appearance, walked up to the second floor, entered the bathroom, and had to take a shower.

"Master, the bath towel is ready for you, and the clothes are ready."

The voice of Little John came from outside the bathroom door. The child quickly entered his current role, although he had just lost his father.

After coming out of the bath, little John asked:

"Master, do you need me to bring dinner to your bedside?"

"No need to."

Karen went downstairs, into the kitchen, and stood for a while;

He suddenly realized a problem, that is, the reason why he likes to cook at the Inmelis' house is because the days at the Inmelis' house are really leisurely, and once people are busy, they really can't even turn on the gas stove. It's like moving mountains.

"Any snacks at home?" Karen asked.

Pu'er, who was lying on the steps on the second floor, turned to his side helplessly. It seemed that the squirrel mandarin fish had no chance recently.

"Master, I'll go out and buy some." Alfred said.

"okay."

Karen walked back to the second floor and looked at Little John standing there: "Ice water and newspaper."

"It's already on your bedside table, young master."

"Who taught you?" Karen asked.

"Miss Pu'er."

"Ok."

Karen nodded, walked into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and after drinking two sips of ice water, picked up the newspaper and started to read. He was not sleepy now, but he wanted to maintain this state for a longer time.

After a while, Kevin ran in, helped turn on the radio, and then went back to his kennel. Pu'er also stepped in and jumped on the bed.

"Master, Mr. Alfred bought some snacks. Do you use them now?" Little John asked while standing outside the bedroom door.

"I'm not very hungry, I'll get up to eat tomorrow morning."

"Okay, sir."

Karen put down the newspaper, stretched out her hand, and rubbed Pu'er's head, who was lying on her stomach at this time.

Pu'er raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is there any way to remove the pollution?"

"This needs to actually look at the level of pollution, your father... The pollution of 'Karen''s father and mother is a situation that even Dies can't do anything about.

However, what you should be asking is Mr. Pavaro's two daughters, there should be a way, at least, it can be better than the blood spirit powder. "

"Okay, I'll take you to the Pavaro Funeral Society in a while."

"Are you going to take over the funeral club?"

"Ok."

"Okay, I can be a cat in the funeral club again."

"do not like?"

"It's not bad. There is a funeral going on down there. I bask in the sun on the balcony. I always feel that the brilliance of humanity flows through me at that moment. Can you understand this feeling?"

"Understood, just like Kevin always fantasizes that he is not a dog but an evil god."

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Pu'er angrily patted the quilt on Karen's body with his paw, turned his head angrily and lay down and ignored Karen.

"Master."

Alfred's voice came from outside the house.

"Ok."

"Just received a call from Borg, the Raphael family was exterminated."

"understood."

Karen picked up the paper again and continued to read.

After a while, Pu'er, who ignored Karen before, silently stuck his head out from under the open newspaper, looked at Karen, and said nothing.

Karen lifted the newspaper and blocked the cat's head in the newspaper section that was in the way.

Pu'er came over again, but still didn't speak.

Karen picked up the newspaper again and blocked it.

Then, there was a rubbing sensation in the quilt, and Pu'er's head stuck out from the quilt and lay on Karen's chest.

Karen looked down at Pu'er and asked:

"doing what?"

"Just wanted to say thank you."

"Thank you Mr. Pavaro and Ms. Anne."

put down the newspaper,

Karen looked at the window facing her:

"The speed of divine religion is really fast."

"Because the Raphael family is like a dust on the shoulders of the Order of God."

"Ah."

Karen laughed,

"But it's just this speck of dust, they've been too lazy to take pictures before."

…

The next morning, Karen got up to wash up and went downstairs. He chose a type of fried caramel from the dim sum that Alfred bought yesterday, put it in a bowl, poured in milk, added half a spoon of brown sugar, and stirred it.

Alfred also came out of the bedroom;

"You or?" Karen asked.

"No need, sir."

"I accidentally soaked too much."

"Okay, sir."

After breakfast, the two went downstairs and got into the car. They happened to see Hilly riding a bicycle into the community. The maid was very attentive to her work and came back very early and late.

But it can be seen that she likes the second-hand bicycle under her very much, not only wiped clean, but also tied with a pink ribbon.

It's just that the bicycle pad is a little small. Well, the car pad is not small, but it is much smaller in comparison.

But no matter what, in the morning, I can see a maid who is full of vigor and courage in the face of life and incredible work, as if I have also been infected with a positive infection.

When passing by the car, Xi Li noticed the people in the car and immediately stopped the car and ran over;

Karen rolled down the window;

"Master, Mr. Alfred, good morning."

"Good morning."

After saying hello, Alfred started the car.

"Oh." Karen touched the ring, and a purple light flashed on her body, turning into Pavaro's appearance, "put on the mask first, I'm afraid you will forget it when you get off the bus somewhere."

"Master, you need me for dinner tonight..."

Hillie turned her head and ran back to ask about dinner. UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw Mr. Pavaro sitting in the co-pilot seat.

"...Ready, Mr. Pavaro!"

"Get ready, thanks for your hard work."

"No... not hard work."

Alfred drove the car out of the community;

Because they are all in the Blue Bridge community, they are very close. Soon, the car stopped on the road in front of the funeral service.

"Master, look over there."

"I saw it."

A black car was parked in front of it, and two people in black robes walked down from it. At first glance, the clothes were the "plain clothes" of the members of the Church of Order.

Karen got out of the car and took the initiative to walk over.

The other party also noticed Karen, and one of them asked:

"Sir, is it the Pavaro Funeral Society in front?"

Karen glanced at it and found that the original front door was invisible because the black veil on it was not removed after the last funeral.

It was also because after Mr. Pava's accident, the family was in a panic and couldn't care less about it.

"Yes, that's right, what's the matter with you?"

Another man in black robes smiled and said, "Mr. Pavaro, the owner of this funeral society, sacrificed his life for righteousness. We represent the police department to send him a certificate of merit and a death pension."

"Oh yeah, that's really sad news," Karen said.

"No, this is a very honorable thing." The black-robed man corrected.

"Yes." Karen immediately changed her words, "Incomparable honor, I will take you in, I am very familiar with this funeral society."

"Hehe, okay, you are really a warm-hearted person, what's your name?" The man in black robe greeted him perfunctorily.

"Oh, my name is Pavaro."

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