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Chapter 370 Funeral

Before the spirit is raised, there is a set of rituals to be held.

Most rural people in southern provinces believe in Taoist culture, which is particularly prominent in funerals. All the ritual hosts are Taoist priests who have been passed down from generation to generation, commonly known as Shi Gongzi.

After breakfast, Yang Fei and everyone attended this grand and grand ceremony.

Everyone had sad faces, a solemn and solemn expression, and their relatives cried and shed tears, mourning the hardships of their biological fathers and the difficulty of raising their children. They had not enjoyed a day of happiness in their lives, and had to suffer all kinds of pain before their death.

Yang Fei listened to the dialect and local language that he didn't understand very well, and felt sad from it.

After experiencing a funeral, people will have an extraordinary awe of the impermanence of life and will cherish every moment of the present more.

In the face of the irreversible cycle of reincarnation, Yang Fei felt that he could live, no matter how beautiful, no matter how ugly, no matter how low, no matter how poor, no matter how rich or poor he was, he was the best.

Surrounded by the crowd, Jiang Xiaojia was no longer afraid of her grandfather in the coffin, and she knelt beside her parents and kept crying.

Perhaps at this time, she truly realized that the grandfather who once lived and loved her extremely deeply had really left her forever, left the world, and was gone forever.

At the moment when the spirit is raised, the relatives will move all the reluctance and nostalgia for the deceased to love and sound, and cry loudly for a moment, and the sound shakes the house.

Gongs, drums, suona, and the sound is bright and the volume is loud, like complaints and complaints. This feeling is incomparable to any Western musical instrument.

The sound of firecrackers was deafening and kept ringing.

The quiet mountain village suddenly became very lively, and everyone in the village came to see him off silently.

The eight Vajras carried the coffin, and the filial sons and grandchildren walked backwards in front of the coffin, kneeling one by one in three steps and bowing one by nine steps.

Whenever the mourning team passed by the door of a house, the family set off firecrackers to see off their former neighbors.

More than a hundred cars and hundreds of people were heading towards the grave mountain in a vast and powerful manner.

The grave mountain is very close to home, but the team will circle around the entire village and then go up the mountain, carrying the deceased to walk the road he had walked during his lifetime again.

The team is moving slowly, and it usually takes about two hours to go up the mountain.

Yang Fei did not take the bus, so he followed the team forward.

Along the way, he kept hearing people talking about Wanjia's gossip, mostly good things, saying that Wanjia was so developed, so many small cars came to see him off, and many nobles came! Some people said that thanks to Wan Aimin marrying a good husband, they are promising!

Jiang Ziqiang and his wife naturally heard these comments.

The villagers who were still destroying people yesterday turned to flattery and praise when they saw such a big show today.

Jiang Ziqiang was calm when he heard this.

In the face of life and death, what else can you take lightly?

Three inches of energy are used in thousands of ways, and everything will stop once it is impermanent!

After the burial, the guests disperse.

Jiang Ziqiang and his wife had to stay at home for two more days to deal with the funeral. They still entrusted their daughter to Yang Fei and asked him to take her back to the provincial capital first.

Yang Fei thanked everyone in the convoy and asked them to leave first. He and several vice presidents of the Chamber of Commerce came to Jixi City to accept a banquet from Jixi leaders.

After three rounds of drinking, the leaders of Jixi talked about the general environment of attracting investment in the city and said that they welcomed all bosses to come and invest.

Yang Fei was prepared and immediately said, "I believe you also know that private entrepreneurs in the province have established a chamber of commerce."

Among these outstanding private entrepreneurs, three are from Jixi City.

Although Jixi City is poor, no matter how poor the place is, there will be rich people. The proportion of rich people is generally around 20%, and there will be a few real monetary people. After the entrepreneurs hold the meeting, the spirit of the meeting will be conveyed to all cities and counties, so the leaders of Jixi must know about the chamber of commerce.

"Yes, we have heard that Mr. Yang is the first president." Leader Jixi smiled.

Yang Fei said: "Then you must also know that our Chamber of Commerce will build two large comprehensive markets in the provincial capital. We intend to build these two large markets into the top ten commodity distribution centers in the country."

The leader of Jixi heard the smell and looked happy: "Mr. Yang, what do you mean?"

Yang Fei did not keep it in a silence and said, "That's right. I don't know what local specialties are in Jixi? Not only local specialties, but also large-scale agricultural and sideline products, meat, aquatic products, poultry, fruits, vegetables, etc. can be sold in a large market. We will reserve a batch of good locations for your city. You can adopt government franchise, personal contracting and distribution models to transport the city's products to the provincial capital for sale. This will be of great benefit to driving the economic development of Jixi City."

The leader of Jixi nodded frequently when he heard this: "Mr. Yang, you have shown us Jixi people a clear way! We are worried. If we don't plant and produce agricultural and sideline products, farmers have no way to make money. If we grow agricultural and sideline products, there is no good sales channel. Alas! The fruits grown last year are rotten in the fields. Now that we have such a good channel, we will not worry about sales."

Yang Fei pondered: "If you can't sell your products in both major markets, I can help you distribute some of them. I have a large shopping mall under my name and a chain of fresh supermarkets. The sales volume is still very considerable every day."

The leader of Jixi picked up the wine glass and said happily: "Mr. Yang, on behalf of the millions of people in Jixi City, I would like to wish you a glass. Thank you for pointing out the right direction for our economic development."

Yang Fei waved his hand: "Leader, don't say that, this is a mutually beneficial thing. We are not charitable, we also want to make profits from it!"

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses together, and everyone was very happy.

The wish of the leader of Jixi is not just that. After drinking, he said: "Mr. Yang, and all the respected guests. I am honored to invite you to come and have a chat. Dear God of Wealth is rare to visit us Jixi. Since I have come, I will not be polite. I will make a small request to you here. Please pay more attention to our Jixi. We are an important city in the western part of the Southern Province. We have obvious resource advantages. Welcome to invest. Mr. Yang, you can come to our Jixi branch to open a branch!"

Yang Fei had no idea of ​​opening a factory here at all. He was a straightforward person. He said, "I have no idea of ​​opening a factory here in the short term. If there is a chance to cooperate in the future, I would rather come here to open a Liuliu Shopping Plaza, but it has not yet expanded to this point."

The leader of Jixi looked disappointed and wanted to continue to fight.

At this time, Ma Feng walked into the private room and whispered: "Young Master Fei, Secretary Su's phone number, urgent matter."

Yang Fei nodded, accused everyone of guilt and left his seat, and went outside to answer the phone call.
Chapter completed!
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