The Local Lazy Man System

"Ye Yaorong gave eight hundred and two gold, two hundred in return, and Dai Wanli gave eight hundred and two in return, two hundred in return."

The person who received the gift money recorded in the notebook, and after taking 622 from the red envelope, he returned the red envelope to Ye Guangrong. This is called "return gift" in the Wenzhou area, which means there is communication.

Another person on the side gave Ye Yaorong two packs of Chinese cigarettes. In Huaxia, the weddings and weddings are inseparable from cigarettes. As long as you pack red packets, you will be given a pack of cigarettes.

Generally, the eyes of the red envelopes are Huaxia cigarettes. After all, in the eyes of rural people, the grades of Huaxia cigarettes are the highest.

After asking about the specific time of Teacher Wu's funeral, Ye Yaorong called Dai Wanli, talked to Teacher Wang, and drove back.

After all, this is still far from the time of Teacher Wu's burial. Just wait for the day of the funeral to come to attend the funeral and send Teacher Wu the last time.

April 21st, the fifteenth month of the third month of the lunar calendar, Thursday, the yellow calendar, suitable for gathering, offering sacrifices, praying for blessings, giving birth, fasting glutinous rice, traveling, foundation, funeral, and burial.

Teacher Wu’s funeral is scheduled for today, because the funeral usually has to get up early, so Ye Yaorong drove to Teacher Wu’s house after breakfast in the morning.

Although it's only seven o'clock, there are already a lot of people in Mrs. Wu's house, and he also invited a band. In the past, there were dead people in the countryside. They were those who asked to play and sing, but with the economic development, this funeral became more and more luxurious. , If you are not luxurious, you will be said.

Mr. Wu’s house has hired three groups of bands for the band, as well as a group of people who play and sing. Ye Yaorong estimates that the band’s expenses alone will cost more than 20,000.

Because of the large number of people, Mrs. Wu’s family would definitely not have time to greet the guests. Ye Yaorong found a stool to sit down casually. Because he was close to him, he came early. Ye Yaorong was the earliest one of his classmates. Dai Wanli and his wife, and Chen Haishao have not arrived yet.

Ye Yaorong didn't have any familiar people to speak, so he sat quietly and watched the guests who kept coming. Some of them had some familiar faces, but he hadn't greeted him for many years, and Ye Yaorong was too lazy to say hello.

"Are you Ye Yaorong?"

An old white man walked to Ye Yaorong's side, looked at Ye Yaorong and said.

"Are you... Principal Zhang?"

Ye Yaorong looked at the pale old man called himself, looking for an impression from his own memory, and remembered that this old man was the school principal in the junior high school era.

That is the principal Zhang who grabbed Ye Yaorong and Wen Haitang to eat a bowl of dumplings.

"It's me, I didn't expect you to come to Teacher Wu's funeral." Principal Zhang said when he looked at Ye Yaorong unexpectedly.

For Ye Yaorong, Principal Zhang was really impressed. After all, this Ye Yaorong was the most troublesome student for teachers and school leaders in the junior high school at that time. He often fought and studied very poorly.

Therefore, President Zhang caught Ye Yaorong and Huang Haitang eating the same bowl of dumplings, and wanted to expel Ye Yaorong.

But now that he is old, Principal Zhang regrets his behavior back then. After all, Ye Yaorong and the others were still children at that time. If they fired them, they would ruin their future and life.

"Ms. Wu is my head teacher, and I will definitely come to her funeral."

Ye Yaorong said. Time can dilute a lot of things. In the past, Ye Yaorong was very resentful of the principal Zhang who forced Huang Haitang away and kept the school for inspection and punishment.

It's only more than ten years that this resentment has long since forgotten. Looking at the already pale Principal Zhang, he can no longer see the vigorous look ten years ago, so that he can only be old, even walking. The ending old man with a cane is about to come.

"It's still hello, remember Teacher Wu."

Principal Zhang said with emotion. As a teacher, as a principal, Principal Zhang is really touched. Principal Zhang is also a teacher who has been a teacher for more than ten years. He didn't realize a truth until he was old.

Good students may not remember the teacher's good, and those who are poor in learning and are not valued by the teacher, instead remember the teacher.

Among other things, when they met on the road, those former "bad students" can remember the teacher and greet the teacher enthusiastically.

However, many of the "good students" in the eyes of teachers and the students who were trained by the teachers have forgotten the teachers, and even met on the road, just like strangers, they would not say hello to the former teachers.

"Principal, how is your health?" Ye Yaorong asked.

"It's all okay, it's that people are getting old and can't walk, but I didn't expect that the young teacher Wu would walk in front of my old man." Principal Zhang said with emotion.

"The world is unpredictable, so who can say it clearly?"

Ye Yaorong shook his head and said. No one can hide from birth, old age, sickness and death, just die sooner or later.

"Yes, now I think about how I dealt with you and Huang Haitang. I really have passed it a bit. Seeing you are doing well now, I feel more at ease." Principal Zhang said apologetically.

"Principal, you are serious, the past things are over, so don't mention it. Now neither I nor Wen Haitang are doing well."

Ye Yaorong shook his head and said. Looking at the gray hair. With the wrinkled Headmaster Zhang, Ye Yaorong certainly didn't need him to apologize to him, and there was no need for an old man in his seventies to apologize to him.

According to rural people, the old apologize to the young, but the young will lose their lives.

"What are you doing now?" Principal Zhang asked.

"I'm doing breeding at home now." Ye Yaorong said.

"Not bad, they are already small bosses."

Principal Zhang said happily. For the principals and teachers, whether they are good students or bad students, as long as they are their own students, they all hope that they will live well.

"The principal, you laughed, just to earn some money to live." Ye Yaorong said.

"Have you bought a car?"

In the opinion of the elderly of Principal Zhang’s age, whether his students are mixed well or not depends on whether he has bought a car. As for the quality of the car, I don’t care very much. After all, in the eyes of the elderly of their age, they can drive. No matter how bad it is, it won’t be much worse.

"I bought it, that's the car."

Ye Yaorong pointed to the Audi Q7 parked not far away and said. Among so many domestic cars, Ye Guangrong’s Audi Q7 is particularly conspicuous, and many people passing by can't help but look at it.

"Yes, the car is quite big."

Principal Zhang said. After all, people in their seventies, old-eyed and dim-eyed, no one can see how well Ye Honor's car is, you know that Ye Honor's car is quite big.

"Brother Honor."

While Ye Rongrong and Principal Zhang were sitting at the door of Teacher Wang’s house and chatting, Wen Haitang and Dai Wanli also came by taxi at this time.

"You are here!"

Ye Yaorong looked at Wen Haitang and Dai Wanli and said.

"Come here in the morning by train, but fortunately I was not late, so I was in time to give Teacher Wu the last ride." Wen Haitang said.

"Are you also Teacher Wu's students?"

Principal Zhang looked at Dai Wanli and Wen Haitang questioningly. After all, people who are already 70 years old, the memory is not as good as before, and they have no impression of Dai Wanli and Wen Haitang.

After all, the two were not as famous as Ye Yaorong in the junior high school days. When Ye Yaorong was in junior high school, fighting and fighting were commonplace. They had to be called to the principal's office to talk every three days. Of course, principal Zhang was impressed by Ye Yaorong.

Other students, just like the students taught by President Zhang, are not particularly prominent students. President Zhang cannot remember. After all, in the past few decades, the students experienced by President Zhang have at least tens of thousands of students. Who can remember? How many.

That is to say, Ye Yaorong is more prominent. It was Principal Zhang who was a teacher. As the principal, he encountered very few outstanding students who had fought with famous students, so I remember it very clearly.

"Hello Principal Zhang, this is Dai Wanli, and this is my wife Wen Haitang."

Dai Wanli said. Although the principal Zhang is already much older than before, Dai Wanli still recognized the old man at a glance. He was the principal in junior high school.

"You are all good students, you can come to see Teacher Wu off. I think Teacher Wu will be very happy. What are you doing now?" Principal Zhang asked.

"Both Haitang and I are teachers at Southern Zhejiang University." Dai Wanli said.

"University teacher, good, promising."

Principal Zhang said happily. Although many students come out of junior high schools in the village, not many can be teachers in universities.

...

Soon, Chen Haishao came over. The one who came with Chen Haishao was a female classmate from Ye Yaorong's junior high school era, but Ye Yaohao basically had no impression.

The funeral is to choose a good time for the funeral. At 8:30, the good time for the funeral is selected. Whether there are any guests or not, the funeral is going to be taken at this hour.

With the music of the Band Four, everyone is ready to go.

"Are you in my car?"

Ye Yaorong asked Chen Haishao and the others. In the area of ​​Wenzhou, the funeral does not go directly to the cemetery on the mountain. It takes a long way to go up the mountain for burial.

Generally, the funeral route requires passing through the homes of one's own relatives, such as sons and daughters. Of course, if the homes of sons and daughters are far away, they do not need to pass through their homes.

But no matter what, you have to go around a big circle, so that people along the way know that the funeral in your own home is beautiful and beautiful, which is the last time for the dead old man.

It takes at least half an hour to walk on this road~www.NovelMTL.com~, and it takes several hours to go for a long way.

Therefore, as long as they are not close relatives and do not need to follow the hearse with filial piety, those who have a car will drive and follow.

If someone's elder dies, the more vehicles and luxurious vehicles the funeral procession has, the more it appears that the family is rich and envy people along the way.

"This is your car?"

Dai Wanli looked at the Audi Q7 in front of him in surprise and asked Ye Yaorong. After all, the Audi Q7 is hundreds of luxury cars, and Dai Wanli really did not expect that Ye Yaorong could actually buy such a luxury car.

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