A Family

On the second floor, Zhou Ze saw Miss Liu's family. The strange thing was that he did not see any men, only three women.

One of them had white hair and was already in his twilight years; one was graceful and had reached middle age; the other was about the same age as Miss Liu.

When Zhou Ze walked in, he realized that the priest was there as well. He was talking to the elderly woman as if he was trying to enlighten her.

The old lady listened, and the priest continued. Everyone seemed to be doing their job. It would be a lie to say how sad the room was.

Of course, you could not blame the living for being indifferent to the dead, because the problem that the living had to face was how to continue living.

"Hello, are you Miss Liu Yanhua?"

Zhou Ze walked up to the middle-aged woman and asked.

"Hello, I am."

Madam Liu took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.