What if I'm really rich

"Winter, winter, winter."

After Zhao Yuwei greeted everyone, before he could sit down, there was a loud noise in the sky.

Su Ze grabbed her arm, covered her ears, and looked up at the outside of the yard.

At this time, Lin Shuxian walked in from the outside, saw Su Ze looking out, and said directly:

"My family is looking for you!"

There are continuous noises in the sky, like thunder, and the salute sounds very shocking.

"it is good."

Nodding to Lin Shuxian, pulling Zhao Yuwei's arm, Su Ze greeted the few people who stood up again.

"Let's go out together."

"Or, you guys rest here."

"go together."

"See if there's anything busy."

After getting responses from several people, Su Ze didn't say anything polite to them, and directly took Zhao Yuwei out.

A group of people came out of the yard, and the central road, which was already extremely lively, was now full of people.

Entering winter, the virus strikes again.

The southern province of Henan has appeared...

Su Ze was really afraid that something bad would happen again, but it was already like this, so he could only face it head on.

Anyway, the epidemic prevention measures that can be done have been done as much as possible, and the worst thing is that something really happens.He takes all the responsibility.

"Winter... Winter... Winter..."

The sound of gun salutes was endless, but it was not in a hurry, it was more like a reminder instead of a horn.

"Take care of your sister-in-law."

Entering the mourning hall, Su Ze handed Zhao Yuwei to Ye Yining, and got a unified response from both of them.

After meeting with Su Congshan, Su Yuxin, father and son, and others, they walked to the altar.

The brothers Su Jingyuan and Su Jingxiang took down the tablet covered with gold silk from the tall shrine.

Then there was an extra piece in Su Ze's hands, a large and heavy tablet inlaid with embossed gold patterns.

Su Ze had to hug with both hands.

It reads in seal script: "Taitang City: Patriarchs, the Sixth Ancestor Kaosu Gong (taboo) Junshuo Mansion Lord God."

Su Ze and his family also had tablets before, but this one is undoubtedly much cooler and has a lot more words.

What Su Xiaoguang was holding in his hand was the god of Heaven and Earth Lord, on which was written the place where he lived and the origin of his family name.

Xu Jingyao, the son of Su Jingyuan, was holding the tablet of his great-grandmother in his hand, and Su Yuxin was holding Su Congming's tablet, and stood beside Su Ze stupidly.

Su Xiaojuan's memorial tablet was still covered with gold silk on the shrine because no one could hold it.

Su Xiaoping just took a piece of handwritten yellow silk, on which was written with a calligraphy brush: "Taitang City: Patriarch Ninth Xianying Gusu Clan (taboo) Goddess of the Xiaojuan Clan."

"Let's go!"

Su Wenzhou waved his hands at several people, and the Su family left the mourning hall little by little, and stopped outside.

"It's really a crime..."

Su Ze walked behind Su Xiaoguang holding the memorial tablet, and looked at the people beating gongs and drums in front of them. They were all sitting on dump trucks, but he had to walk a little bit.

Still holding such a big guy.

Walking around in the evening, most of the Su family was there, but there were only my own family members who simply picked up the relatives.

Or to put it another way... it's calling for souls.

To take the ancestors home is to meet the relatives.

In the eyes of others, it is calling for souls.

Anyway, that's what it means.

Except for those who helped, those who beat gongs and drums, other relatives and friends did not follow Su Ze and the others.

Su Ze and others walked out of the village without saying a word, the sound of cannon salutes and suona drum music could be heard endlessly.

As they walked into the field, the team split into two, and Su Ze and Su Yuxin entered their field.

Here, it was originally a graveyard.

Now, there is a pit.

Su Ze put the memorial tablet on the altar, not understanding why he kowtowed to a hole.

However, he did it anyway...

As Su Wenhua, the aunt, was supported, some offerings were symbolically thrown into the pit.

Together with some burnt paper money, Su Congshan threw them directly into the big pit.

Followed by.

The sound of salutes that existed originally was mixed with rapid firecrackers, and the thunderbolt was very loud.

Su Conghai grabbed a handful of soil from the small mound beside the pit, and put it into the small golden kit that Su Jingjun opened.

In front of the tall altar, a mountain of yellow paper was set on fire. Su Ze knelt on the ground and watched quietly.

It wasn't until Gao Xiuqin and other female scrolls handed over the incense sticks to Su Jingjun and the others, they started to light the incense sticks with yellow paper and put them in the incense burner on the altar.

A few minutes passed, and the sound of firecrackers and salutes still did not stop, only the suona and drum music did not linger in my ears.

Not far from here, Su Jingguo and the others have almost reached the same steps.

As the yellow paper burned out, Su Ze waved the gray smoke and sniffed the strong smell of incense sticks.

When Su Wenhua yelled something, but Su Ze didn't hear it clearly, the Su Conghai brothers pushed the burnt yellow paper and the red-stained soot into the pit with a shovel.

Pushing in a little bit, the two people's shovels were taken over by the helpers in the village, and they began to bury them one by one.

There was another tablet of great-grandfather in Su Ze's hand. He slowly stood up from the ground, followed Su Conghai and Su Congshan who were carrying the altar, and started to return the same way.

"Lying trough..."

Except for a few people holding the tablets, and the four brothers in front of the offering table with incense sticks inserted in the incense burner, each of the others has an incense stick in their hands.

Almost ten thousand sticks of incense were burning at the same time, and Su Ze was surrounded in the middle, almost killing himself.

Simply wide area, windy.

It's just that the nose smells a little uncomfortable.

After going out for less than half an hour, I came back again. At this time, the sky was almost dark, and it was dark blue.

Walking back to the mourning hall, everyone put the incense sticks that had burned faster because they were held together, and half of them had disappeared, into the four cauldrons one after another.

The Su Ze brothers held the tablet and did not stop, but followed Su Conghai and others who carried the altar table.

At this time, the tall Wangzi Wuding in the middle lit an incense stick thicker than an arm, and burned incense in the open air.

Back in the mourning hall, the four of Su Conghai put down the altar, and the three of Su Jingyuan turned around to take the altar.

After all the tablets were placed, Su Conghai put the incense burner in the shrine, and then Su Jingguo lit a bunch of incense sticks with candles and put them in front of each tablet.

"call!"

After Su Conghai and the others unwrapped a few kits and poured the wet soil inside into the square incense burner.

Xu Liuqing, Gao Xiuqin and others took the food brought by the service staff and placed it on the huge altar.

After Su Ze and others kowtowed.

You can also go to eat!

"son."

Su Ze was just about to leave. After all, Zhao Yuwei and the others were still outside, and Su Conghai's voice sounded nearby.

After turning his head to examine the past, Su Conghai took off the golden shawl for Su Ze, and said at the same time:

"The house is a mess."

"You can't, take Weiwei Haohao and the others to the county for dinner, and you don't need to keep watch at night."

"Yes."

After Su Conghai finished speaking, Gao Xiuqin also came over, followed closely behind her father, and said earnestly:

"There are too many people at night."

"You have to go to the county seat anyway."

"Please explain to Wei Wei that we will have dinner at home tomorrow night when we are not so busy."

Kind words, polite words.

In fact, instead of letting Gao Xiuqin accompany, letting Su Ze accompany Zhao Yuwei is the best way.

"Row."

"I'll tell them."

"Then you go first."

"Your dad and I will go out later."

After reaching a consensus with Gao Xiuqin, Su Ze and the family members in the mourning hall finished talking and walked outside.

Su Ze doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he is not so rigid about activities that are meant to be seen by living people.

For this week's festival, he took out money to give everyone in the Su family a booster shot, and distributed a small trumpet to outsiders, so as to better cater to the family's trust and comfort the ancestors.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

It is simply impossible to be famous and take root, to be united and obedient internally, without spending money.

If only everyone were that great.

There wouldn't be so many main theme movies, and there would be no need to set up party branches everywhere.

Su Ze can keep a low profile.

But many things can't be kept low-key.

Not revealing his wealth is no longer applicable to him with hundreds of billions of assets, and it is impossible for him to keep a low profile.

Unless you find a place where no one knows him, and become a son-in-law, you obviously have so much money but don't spend it.

That's really... the originator of the low-key world.

Su Ze doesn't have such a noble character, he is just a small person, he is greedy for pleasure and is prepared for danger in times of peace.

20 years of ordinary people's life made it difficult for him to integrate into the so-called upper class life once he was rich.

It can only be said that what kind of people he can face, what kind of words he can say, and what kind of environment he is in, he can show different attitudes very naturally.

He can sit in the loess field and eat white noodle steamed buns, or sit in a top restaurant and eat Kobe steak.

He can sleep in the corridor without complaint, or lie in the extravagant palace, without arrogance or rashness.

People should not be defined.

And this may also be the freedom of wealth, the most necessary mentality after having more choices in life.

People should pursue better things, but it doesn't mean that they must love vanity, forget their ancestors, and blindly pursue good things, only to get a follower.

The boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a dragon.

Even the greatest people are greedy.

Only because he learned to control greed, he added "great" in front of people.

Of course, many words sound simple.

But it's not easy to do.

They are dubbed in the name of chicken soup, inspiring everyone who is so helpless that they can only go in the left ear and out the right ear.

Know that "don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself".

As Su Ze gradually didn't care about the opinions of the people around him, he no longer cared about what others did.

What he wants to live is a colorful life, where there is elegance, there must be vulgarity.

In a human-centered world.

There is no high or low, only good or bad,

For example, mice and bees.

The environment in which Su Ze grew up as a child.

Among other things, morality exists.

No matter whether he has money or not, Su Ze never seems to have said bad things about others behind his back.

I have never been jealous, other children have it, but I don't have it, so I have to get it.

** is invisible.

Even in his current position, besides being a guide, he has never been so overbearing that he must instill his own way of life on others.

And precisely because he was the victim.

I was instilled by my grandparents since I was a child to be frugal and not to spend money recklessly. This kind of slightly deformed thinking.

So when he got rich, he spent a lot of money, and instead stepped into the law that the dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon.

After he has the mentality of not doing to others what you don't want to be done to others, he may not necessarily let the other party be extravagant and wasteful in treating others, but he will definitely not tell the other party to be frugal.

The so-called "world".

It is a different face of the world.

Su Ze's footsteps will never stop.