Because of the first night.

That night, Yan Yin slept in the same room as me again.

The only difference was that Li Qingmei temporarily made a makeshift bed for me on the floor.

I don't care about that. Summer is approaching, and it's not easy to catch a cold sleeping on the floor in this weather. Besides, having a place to sleep is already good enough for me right now.

I slept fairly soundly.

I didn't dream, and I didn't have insomnia.

After getting up and washing up, Yan Hai and I set off for the coffin shop in the only three-wheeled motorcycle in our house.

To my surprise, Yan Yin also insisted on following along.

The coffin shop was located at the junction of the old and new city areas. It wasn't far from Yan Yin's house; we arrived after about an hour's drive.

The coffin shop, which I had always imagined to be extremely deserted, was surprisingly crowded with people at the entrance. In contrast, the other shops next to the coffin shop were much quieter.

This scene is completely different from the one in my previous life.

Seemingly noticing my confusion, Yan Hai explained to me with a smug look, "My older brother may not have many other skills, but he's quite good at carpentry."

“Not only in our old town, but also in many wealthy people in the coastal area, when they need coffins, they will prioritize having him make them. If the demand weren’t so low, he would have made a fortune long ago.”

"Could it be that all the coffins here are handmade?" I asked, somewhat surprised.

Yan Hai nodded and said, "Yes."

"That's really impressive," I nodded in approval.

Coffins are not like other things. They may look simple on the surface, but the craftsmanship involved is actually quite complex. Although I don't know much about them, I did do some research when I was looking for a coffin for myself in my previous life while waiting to die, although it was of little use.

"That's impressive," Yan Hai said with a sigh. "He just doesn't want to do any other work, he just keeps an eye on those coffins, otherwise he wouldn't still be single."

At this point, Yan Hai suddenly whispered in my ear, "If he agrees to let you stay, if you have the chance, please talk to him properly for me. If you have the ability, then stop making trouble for these things."

"Do something else so I can find a wife sooner."

"Huh?" I paused for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

At this moment, Yan Yin came over somewhat unhappily, "Dad, brother, what are you doing!"

"I'm going to find my uncle!"

Yan Hai laughed and scolded, "Then go ahead."

"I didn't stop you, your dad."

Hearing this, Yan Yin became even more unhappy. She looked at Yan Hai with a pitiful expression, and seeing that Yan Hai was unmoved, she looked at me and said, "Brother, come with me."

Yan Yin looked a little embarrassed when she said this.

But I understood immediately.

She's timid.

Fear!

But she wanted to go see her uncle, so she wanted us to come along.

"I told you not to come, now you're scared, aren't you?" Yan Hai said, both amused and exasperated.

Yan Yin looked at Yan Hai with a wronged expression, "Dad, you're making fun of me again."

"I'm going to tell my uncle!"

"Okay, okay."

"Let's go, Dad will take you there." Yan Hai shook his head helplessly.

As I watched the two of them walk toward the coffin shop late at night, I couldn't help but laugh.

If only things could stay like this forever, how wonderful would that be?

I'm thinking about it.

At the same time, I also walked over.

The coffin shop had many customers, and also many coffins inside.

But this is, after all, a place that sells coffins, and the fact that there are so many customers is enough to show that Yan Hai was not exaggerating.

This also gave me greater confidence in the ideas in my mind.

As soon as I arrived, Yan Hai waved to me.

"Xu Ruo, come here."

Seeing this, I quickly went over.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was standing in front of Yan Hai. He looked somewhat similar to Yan Hai, but was slightly fairer and also noticeably older.

Yan Yin had already slipped into the coffin shop, and it seemed that she was less afraid because we were there.

"This is my eldest brother, Yan Shan."

"You can just call him Uncle," Yan Hai introduced. "He's the young man I told you about."

"Her name is Xu Ruo."