"Xuewu is back," Liu Haizhong came out of the house carrying two benches and greeted Li Xuewu.
"You didn't bring the children back, did you?"
"No, my mother and I came back together."
Li Xuewu responded, and just as he was about to step forward to pick him up, Si Zhu was close and stretched out his hand to help.
"Sit for a while and rest your feet."
Liu Haizhong looked back at his home and saw his third son also coming out, so he ordered: "Boil two pots of water."
"Why--"
Liu Guangfu was very happy. He put down the two benches he had just brought out and went to burn the stove without touching the floor.
Yi Zhonghai propped himself up and moved to the edge of the stool to sit down. He beat his legs and motioned for Li Xuewu to sit down too.
Li Xuewu observed the ceremony and waited for Liu Haizhong to sit down, then he picked up the square bench and sat down.
Seeing the big-faced cat and the moon gate dodging, he waved.
"I'll stop it overnight and send it out tomorrow morning."
Yi Zhonghai and Li Xuewu were talking to each other about the funeral arrangements of the deaf old lady.
After a while, Yan Fugui, Lao Qi and others from the front yard also came in.
In the same way as Li Xuewu did before, he kowtowed and bowed.
Because Auntie and Delia left, there was only rain in the mourning hall, crying and mourning, and Shazhu knelt at the door to return the favor.
When Yan Fugui came over to bow, Yi Zhonghai moved forward to return the favor, but was held up by his arm.
As far as this matter is concerned, no matter what your status is in normal times, when it comes to white matters, there are only two people: host and condolences.
Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu were wearing sackcloth and mourning, so they had to kneel down to return the favor. Of course, those who came to express their condolences could not do anything to them.
Although it is said that there is a deaf old lady's house here, people who live in this courtyard know how the aunt has served the old lady for so many years.
"I hit it, I hit it, don't cry."
Lao Qi kowtowed in front of the mourning hall, stretched out his hand to support Shazhu who was kowtowing in return, and said something to He Yuyu in the mourning hall, and then came to the crowd.
"Did you just get off work?"
"you do not say--"
Lao Qi took out the cigarettes in his pocket and wanted to disperse them to everyone, but Silly Zhu pressed his hand and handed over a cigarette.
He didn't pay much attention. He took Sha Zhu's cigarette, let the other party help him light it, and sat next to Li Xuewu.
"We entered the courtyard with the third uncle."
"Isn't it pretty good in the morning?"
Yan Fugui took over the conversation, looked at the uncle and said, "When Zhuzi came out of the backyard, I asked him a question and said he even chatted a few words."
"The oil has run out and the lamp has dried up. I have spent my last bit of hard work."
Silly Zhu held the cigarette in his hand, spread it around for everyone, and replied: "It should be the time to return to the light at noon."
This is all well understood, otherwise Silly Zhu wouldn’t be able to ask for leave, so he would work half a day.
Yi Zhonghai is now a member of the factory's safety production standardization promotion working group and is no longer in the workshop.
Of course, it is not an office, but a worker, participating in the work with professional skills.
The working group has a lot of business, guiding and helping each workshop to complete the construction of safety production standardization.
It was more difficult for him to ask for leave than it was for Si Zhu. He waited in the factory for a letter from Si Zhu before rushing back.
"Okay, I'm quite content—"
Yi Zhonghai let out a long sigh and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't suffer, I didn't get hurt, it's a blessing."
"Isn't that right? Blessed people are."
Yan Fugui held a cigarette in his ear, hugged the knee of his left leg with both hands, nodded and agreed: "If she really collapses on the bed, let alone serving, she will feel uncomfortable herself."
"I have been strong all my life——"
Silly Zhu squatted on the ground and dug into his pocket, wanting to smoke, but what he took out was only an empty cigarette box.
Li Xuewu threw most of the box of cigarettes in his pocket over. He caught it and held one in his mouth.
After lighting it, he wanted to throw it back, but saw Li Xuewu wave his hand, so he put it in his pocket.
"The hardest thing to ask for is asking for help. When I was dying, I said that I only owed my uncle and my aunt."
"I don't even think about owing anything."
Yi Zhonghai said in a low voice: "After so many years, I am still my biological mother even if I am not my biological mother."
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The big-faced cat seemed a little afraid of the atmosphere here. When he saw Uncle Wu waving, he moved over after a while.
"Uncle Wu——"
"Have you finished feeding the chickens?"
Li Xuewu took a look at the fat boy standing next to him and rubbed his big head.
Bang Jian secretly glanced at the candles and coffin in the mourning hall, with curiosity and solemnity on his face.
"Do you know where the tea is in my house?"
Li Xuewu saw that he only nodded and said nothing, so he turned his head in one direction and motioned to the house opposite.
"Pick out the chairs and benches you can move and bring them over, and then help me get the tea leaves and the cigarettes under the coffee table."
The big-faced cat was encouraged by him and gained some courage, and ran to the other side.
At this moment, a few boys in the front and back yard brought an Eight Immortals table over, while Delia brought some teacups and rice bowls.
There are not so many details in the courtyard. Even if you are drinking tea, if there are too many people, you can only make do with your rice bowl.
It has to be said that Li Xuewu brought out his own tea, otherwise everyone could only drink hot water.
It's not that Yiye and Shazhu were unprepared, it's just that things came to nothing and there weren't that many people to help.
Especially now that I have got off work, my neighbors in the front and back yards and on the left and right are all back.
After I got home and packed up, I wanted to come here to pay my respects before dinner.
Regardless of whether they are relatives or not, and whether they have regular contact with each other, if they don't come today, if their family has something to do tomorrow, no one else will go.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Shazhu and the first man knelt back again.
Delia was busy here, and the aunt wiped her tears and returned to the mourning hall from home.
Several groups of people from the courtyard came, and they all kowtowed.
Carrying a few pieces of paper money with intention, but without intention, I went here to pay my respects. After saying a few words to the uncle and Silly Zhu, I turned around and went back.
The big-faced cat was obedient, and now moved a few stools from Li Xuewu's house with a squeaking sound.
He ran back and came out again, holding a box of tea and a carton of cigarettes in his arms.
Li Xuewu took the cigarettes, opened a box and threw it on the Eight Immortals table, and threw the rest to Silly Zhu.
As for the tea, he called Banggeng and handed it to Liu Guangfu who came out with a big kettle.
"Guangfu, please put more tea leaves!"
Yan Fugui saw that Liu Guangfu was embarrassed to take the tea bucket and order it into the big kettle, so he said hello.
Everyone looked at him with contempt in their eyes.
But everyone in the courtyard knew what kind of virtue he was, and Li Xuewu, who had taken the tea, was not bad at it, so no one said anything about him.
Another thing, this is nothing. A little quarrel is disrespectful to one's age.
Therefore, after hearing him talk, everyone just thought he was farting.
After Liu Guangfu came back from the fight, he talked less and less, and he just responded to his father's orders and went ahead with it.
Being less talkative does not mean that a person is stupid, but his mind is still very lively.
When the third uncle spoke, he just didn't listen.
He knew exactly how much tea should be put in the kettle when he was a freshman, so he couldn't waste his energy on it.
This tea belongs to the opposite party, not the enemy.
Another one, Li Xuewu is sitting here, can he be on the path of the third uncle?
Li Xuewu didn't care if he kept too much, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
When the time comes, should I blame the third uncle or him?
The third uncle didn't run away, he can't be brainless.
The big kettle brewed tea, and he poured tea into the tea bowls and rice bowls on the table.
The first master and Shazhu were both kneeling there to answer questions. There was no greeting from the master, so everyone could drink tea on their own.
Liu Haizhong has learned a lot after going through what happened last year and what happened to his sons when they grew up.
At this moment, instead of sitting and watching the excitement like Yan Fugui, he stood next to the uncle and acted as a busy person.
Some came with knives and papers, and he told them where to put them; some came with neighbors from the courtyard and on the street, and he invited the men to come to the table to drink tea.
When people come to pay their respects and kowtow in return, he has to act as the promiser and remind the filial daughter in the mourning hall. He also has to help the first man and Shazhu.
Because a man came, Shazhu had to get up and light a cigarette, and the man had to be polite.
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There was no music, no music, no firecrackers, no meals, just tables, chairs and benches that everyone had put together, and a bowl of hot tea.
However, those who came to pay homage understood that this was not someone's old man after all.
Those who are able to come are all based on their intentions.
Silly Zhu and the first man did not prepare meals, but they also did not receive gift money, so they were not particular about any step they took.
Sitting in the courtyard in front of the mourning hall, with a 200-watt light bulb turned on above the head in the afternoon, the men drank tea, smoked, and chatted. Some came and some left.
After taking some time, and seeing that no one came to the mourning hall, Li Xuewu patted the big-faced cat on the back and said, "Let's go, gentlemen, and kowtow to the old lady."
The big-faced cat raised his head and looked at him in surprise and confusion, saying that his mother and grandma would be here soon.
But out of trust and respect for Uncle Wu, I didn't say a word at the moment and just did what Uncle Wu taught me.
Li Xuewu put his arm around his shoulders and led him to the front of the mourning hall.
At this moment, everyone in the courtyard became quiet and looked at the two figures, one tall and one short, with different expressions in their eyes.
Li Xuewu took the stick and taught him step by step how to hold hands, kowtow, and salute.
The first man and Shazhu also solemnly performed all the etiquette, including the final cigarette toast.
Bangge still doesn’t understand the purpose of doing this, nor does he understand what these etiquettes mean.
It's just that Uncle Wu taught him how to do it, so he did it, seriously and respectfully.
Uncle Wu asked him to kowtow three times, and he kowtowed three times sincerely.
Uncle Wu asked him to get up and help the uncle first, and then help the stupid uncle, saying to express his condolences, and he did so one by one.
Finally, at Uncle Wu's reminder, he took the cigarette offered by Uncle Silly with both hands, and then followed Uncle Wu back to the tea table.
He was so confused that he still hadn't figured out why the adults looked at him differently than before.
When he looked back and saw his mother standing not far away, looking at him with eyes full of joy, he felt that it was right and correct to do so.
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Before he kowtows and salutes, he is a child; after kowtows and salutes, he becomes an adult.
At this moment, Bangge only knows that he has done a very meaningful thing and learned some ways of doing things as an adult.
As for what the relief in his mother's eyes meant, he hadn't figured it out yet.
Qin Huairu knew it well. When she and her mother-in-law entered the backyard, they saw Li Xuewu teaching his son to salute.
At that moment, she was completely stunned.
Even my mother-in-law, who was always talkative and unreasonable, was stunned and speechless.
Neither my mother-in-law nor she can teach and demonstrate this kind of teaching by words and deeds.
But it is precisely the rule that the Jia family needs to learn when it comes to establishing a family.
What is adulthood and what is recognition?
Only if you behave according to the rules will you be recognized as a good person.
If you want to be treated with the same courtesy and respect as adults, then you should do what adults should do and follow the rules that adults should follow.
You can't expect an adult to do business with a peeing and muddy kid.
You can't ask a child to promise the responsibilities that an adult should bear.
Therefore, when Li Xuewu taught Banggian to help with work and pay homage to the deceased with adult etiquette, everyone in the courtyard saw his purpose.
When he looked at Banggeng again, he naturally had to be treated with caution and respect.
This is exactly the emotional value that Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang need. They are eager for the pillars of their family to stand up and support the family.
Men can only show their most authoritative side when it comes to matters.
There are some things that women cannot and cannot do.
As long as Bangge has a biological father, even if he has a biological uncle, this kind of teaching will not be missing.
What happens if it is missing?
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Therefore, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu stood quietly at the entrance of the courtyard, gratefully watching Li Xuewu teach Bangge.
At this moment, Qin Huairu felt that whatever she did for Li Xuewu was worth it.
Mrs. Jia Zhang felt the same way. After her son died, she kept an eye on her daughter-in-law as if guarding against thieves. At this moment, she finally felt relieved and had such a sense of accomplishment.
After guarding against so many lickers, she finally found a pervert with a conscience. Her hard work was really not in vain.
Since Qin Huairu became a cadre, her family's conditions have improved, her life has improved, and there are always people trying to find someone to introduce her to.
There are so many good ones, and it’s hard to tell whether Qin Huairu is willing or not.
As long as someone introduces her, Qin Huairu will go to see her and meet her.
She really didn't have that thought to hold her back before. Anyway, she was already a big deal, and it was time to start a family and start a business in a few years.
At this time, even if Qin Huairu was looking for her, he would not lose her or BangGeng.
As for Li Xuewu, even she, an ignorant old woman, knew that he was on a high branch and out of reach.
Qin Huairu was cruel and early, and with her support and encouragement, we are where we are today.
If you think about it any more, you will not be punished by God!
Therefore, she has no objection to Qin Huairu wanting to leave Li Xuewu and find a decent man to live with.
But then she figured it out, her head was buzzing, and she became smarter.
Even if Qin Huairu finds a man, can Li Xuewu take care of Banggeng like this?
No matter how good a stepfather is, can he still get the respect of a half-grown boy?
Although she doesn't understand what the rebellious stage is, she knows that the young man disobeys me.
Now that Banggeng doesn't even listen to what she and Qin Huairu say, can he still listen to his stepfather's discipline?
As she stood at the door and watched Li Xuewu teach Bangge, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
Recalling some of the things Li Xuewu taught Banggeng, and thinking about the skills Banggeng learned from Li Xuewu.
Think again about how much Banggeng listened to Li Xuewu's words, and how much care and guidance he will receive from Li Xuewu in the future.
At this moment, Jia Zhang glanced at Qin Huairu beside her, and secretly made a decision in her heart that went against her ancestors.
Want to find another man?
Give up this idea!
Even if you find the right one, I will mix it up for you!
You can only belong to Li Xuewu!
Even if Li Xuewu doesn't look for you, you still have to be available. Only if you are available, Li Xuewu will take care of the stick.
Hey! Just say whether Jia Zhang is smart or confused. You can only say that sometimes she is smart and sometimes she is confused.
Only she can come up with such weird logical thinking.
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When women pay homage, the postures of cupping their hands and kneeling down are different from those of men.
Sometimes the men from the courtyard and the streets come to pay homage together, and sometimes the women from the courtyard come to pay homage together.
There are absolutely no men and women coming together to pay homage.
If only men come to the house, they bring burning paper. If both men and women come, it is the women who bring burning paper.
If there are elders in the family, the mother-in-law usually comes. Young girls and daughters-in-law may not come, or they may be led by their mother or mother-in-law.
Li Xuewu didn't know the specifics. It might have something to do with the fact that the old lady died, or it might have something to do with the fact that women were in charge of the money.
For example, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu knelt down at the foot of the steps and saluted, and those who answered the salute were Dama, Deliya, and He Yuyu.
The first man and Shazhu stepped aside.
From then on, there were basically no men anymore. Women came in groups as a family unit.
The three aunts and sisters became the main force in answering the gifts.
All the gentlemen in the courtyard sitting at the tea table would not fail to say something about the kindness of the first gentleman and the fool.
Just for this filial piety and this sincerity, I have to say a few words of praise in my heart and mouth.
Especially when it comes to his mind, it's hard to find fault with him.
At this time, Xiaobu was not as extravagant as Bai Shi in later generations, and it was fine as long as the main family supported him.
The first man discussed with Shazhu, and besides using the money left by the old lady for funeral arrangements, he also used part of it to buy Xiaobu.
Of course, it is not given to everyone who comes to pay homage, but to those who have children at home, each family is given a share.
What can Xiaobu be used for?
Make diapers for children, that is, nappies, made of pure cotton, which are comfortable and absorbent.
An old saying goes, the older the deceased person is, the more blessings the filial piety cloth represents, and the better it is for the children.
Li Xuewu didn't ask the exact age of the deaf old lady, but she must be over seventy, which is considered a long life.
Therefore, this filial piety cloth was considered as a gift left by the deaf old lady to the people in the courtyard, and was given to the children.
Yan Jiefang, who came to pay homage, got a share.
Ge Shuqin didn't come, first because the child was still young, and secondly because she didn't want to embarrass her mother-in-law, and she didn't want to let outsiders laugh.
Hou Qinghua would never ask her to come with him. If she came alone, she would definitely tell people in the courtyard about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
So she simply didn't come and asked Yan Jiefang to buy two more dollars of paper. When she gave birth to the baby, the deaf old lady gave her gift money.
From the Li family's side, Li Xuewu's grandmother came with Liu Yin, Zhao Yafang, and Li Xue.
Ji Yuxiu couldn't come, she wasn't married, she would be laughed at if she came, and she didn't have any relatives.
Everyone came to the recycling bin of the upside-down house. Shen Guodong did not watch the excitement and proactively promised to call someone to help with the funeral tomorrow morning.
When people need to be dispatched, people should be dispatched, and when vehicles should be dispatched, vehicles should be dispatched.
Li Xuewu's eldest grandmother sat here for a while and then got up to go back. He couldn't bear this, after all, he was old.
"It's almost time. Let's pack up and eat."
He greeted the first man and Shazhu, and then said to Liu Haizhong, Yan Fugui and others: "Let's go, let's have a bite of stewed tofu with cabbage in the front yard."
"It will be a great blessing if you all help me tonight."
The back-seat house has nothing to do with the deaf old lady, and there is no recycling bin. Why do you want to invite everyone to eat, and why do you need to use the meal to invite everyone to help keep vigil at night?
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Shen Guodong was busy, going out to people and cars, not only from the same hospital, but also in response to the call from the street.
Not only the deaf old lady, but also the lonely elderly people on the street are in danger. Without waiting for the street to say hello, he will lead someone to help.
I just did this without asking for anything in return or reward, but my neighbors and the street saw it all.
This is the key to why a shabby householder and a rag collector can be inspected and valued by the organization.
The meal recycling station and the restaurant can provide enough food. To have this reputation, it is also to take care of the first man and the fool.
Shazhu's family all live in a reverse house. Now that something happens, they naturally have to lend a hand.
Just like my grandma said, cabbage stewed with tofu is not a good dish, but it fulfills the meaning of today's white matter.
After eating this meal, I will work harder and help more tonight and tomorrow morning.
Just in time, today is Saturday and tomorrow is Sunday.
Those still sitting here are either young men or men from various families.
Those who were able to contribute and wanted to do their best responded to Grandma's call and followed her to the front yard.
Those who are incompetent and don’t want to try their best, just follow the greetings and walk forward. Whether it’s halfway home or out of the hospital, you’ll understand what’s going on.
If you have to eat this meal and you won't be able to see your people tonight or tomorrow, then you are finished on this street.
There's something going on in your family, if one of you goes there!
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"Xuewu, you go and eat first, don't wait here -"
Silly Zhu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and saw everyone walking out. Li Xuewu was still sitting there, so he said hello.
Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and greet the people in the front yard. I'll eat later."
He motioned to the mourning hall and reminded: "Go and help auntie."
Seeing Delia helping Auntie out, Shazhu quickly went to help her.
The old lady was gone, and the eldest mother cried the most.
"There's nothing else to do tonight. Don't come over here after dinner."
Li Xuewu explained to Aunt Ma and Delia, then nodded to Delia and reminded: "Especially you, you still have to take care of the children, so you just have to fulfill your filial piety."
Silly Zhu also persuaded the eldest mother and asked about the rain. When he saw that the girl said that he wanted to stay for the vigil, he went to the front yard first.
The backyard finally became quiet for a while.
The second uncle and Liu Guangfu were called to the front yard for dinner. Before leaving, Liu Guangfu notified his mother and was waiting to bring it back, so the second aunt just sat in the room and listened to the sound of the box.
The lights were on in the homes of the residents on both sides of the mourning hall. The men went to the front yard to eat, and the women and children at home also opened the dining table.
The lights were also on at Li Xuewu's house, but there was no one there.
Quiet, just relative quiet, don't let idle things delay your life, how to live is still how to live.
"I'll stay with you—"
The big-faced cat looked around, looked at Uncle Wu sitting there and nodded seriously.
Li Xuewu looked at him, chuckled, rubbed his big head, and motioned to the tea table to ask him to clear it.
The big-faced cat was obedient to Li Xuewu and did whatever he was told. He picked up the tea bowls and rice bowls that everyone had just left, poured tea in them, and carried them to the stove.
Li Xuewu found a washbasin from home to fill it, took a hot water kettle without tea leaves from the stove, and used hot water to scald the cup.
I scooped some cold water from the bucket and mixed it with it, and asked the stick stalk to clean the tea cups and bowls. The big-faced cat rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves very hard.
Li Xuewu stepped into the mourning hall, replaced the extinguished candles and incense, and burned a knife of paper in the clay pot.
"Come out and sit for a while, I've been kneeling all afternoon."
Looking at He Yuyu, who was dressed in white mourning and sitting there with his head bowed and kneeling, he said hello.
Yuyu raised his head and glanced at him, smoothed the hair that was scattered around his ears, said nothing, and stood up holding on to the bench under the coffin.
Maybe it was because I had been kneeling and sitting for a long time, my knees were a little stiff, and it took me a while to stand firm.
Li Xuewu was cruel and was afraid of getting involved, so he waited blankly at the door and did not come forward to help him.
The two of them walked out of the mourning hall one after another. Banggeng raised his head and glanced, then moved his body and turned his back to them as if he was hiding something.
For Aunt Yuyu who "almost" became his wife and was "almost" stabbed by him, Banggeng inevitably felt a little guilty.
Li Xuewu pointed to the edge of the tea table for Yu Yu to sit, then went to Bang Gian to get the half-dirty tea cup, poured a cup of hot tea from the tea kettle and brought it to her.
Yuyu raised his head and glanced at this cruel and warm-hearted man, and then reached out to take it.
"Banggen? Why don't you go to the front yard to eat?"
"Not hungry yet," Banggan continued washing the tea bowl without raising his head, and replied, "I'll wait for Uncle Wu."
When he heard Aunt Yuyu's conversation, he was filled with reluctance. He didn't really want to talk to her.
After all, the two of them "almost" had that kind of relationship, and now that he was twelve years old, he felt a little awkward.
I don’t want to marry you! Don’t take the initiative to bother me either!
You are so proactive, I am so handsome, and Uncle Silly made arrangements a few days ago, so let’s not spread any scandal!
It doesn't matter to you. If you get me, it will be like an old cow eating young grass. I still have to worry about my reputation!
So! Can you please stop asking me?
Rainwater doesn’t know what happened, let alone what Banggeng is thinking.
I asked a funny question just to break the embarrassment when she and Li Xuewu were alone together.
Faced with the awkwardness and impatience of the big-faced cat, she just regarded it as a child's eccentric character.
She never thought that this little boy had ever wanted to stab her.
"Who ordered you to do this?"
Yu Yu looked at the fat boy working, smiled slightly, and teased him: "Is it hard work, is it tired?"
"I'm not tired. I'm willing to do it myself."
BangGeng doesn't know how to wash dishes. He only puts his little hands into the teacup, turns it around, and then rinses it with warm water. That's it.
Listening to the rumored girlfriend's talkative question, he answered without thinking: "I am taking the initiative to help with the work now. When my grandma dies, someone will help me."
"Cough-cough-"
Yu Yu couldn't even squirt out a sip of tea, it was all stuck in his throat, and he almost choked.
She beat her chest hard, and then she finally regained her breath. Her tears and nose were filled with the smell of tea.
"Ahem——"
Yuyu cleared his throat, glanced at Li Xuewu, and asked angrily: "Did you teach him that?"
But when she saw Li Xuewu curling his lips and looking at the big-faced cat with surprise and amusement, she knew it wasn't him.
"You are really your grandma's great grandson!"
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After Li Xuewu had dinner in the front yard, he went to the backyard.
There were far fewer people keeping vigil than those drinking tea before dinner.
After all, some people didn’t want to do this, so they didn’t go to eat.
There were also those who had eaten and were arranged by the First Man and Silly Zhu to help them tomorrow morning, so they went home to rest.
The first man and Shazhu sat in the mourning hall, and the tea table was moved to the entrance of the mourning hall so that everyone could drink tea and chat.
Li Xuewu rummaged through his home and found half a bag of melon seeds. He didn't know if the skin was still there, so he threw it on the table for everyone to chat with.
There was a stove burning in front of the tea table. The weather was really cold in late September.
After a while, there was dew on the Eight Immortals table. I don’t know if it was because of the tide.
If this is the case, it should rain in the next few days.
The wake is the most tiring, especially in the second half of the night. It's better if there are more people, but it's quite stressful when there are less people.
Older people usually can't stand it any longer, so the third uncle told him in advance during dinner and only stayed up until midnight, and no one cared about it.
With his cerebral veins, even if he was allowed to eat this meal, Silly Zhu would not dare to let him keep vigil.
After dinner, Shazhu had already said that he was not needed, but he still came.
He felt embarrassed, but Si Zhu was sincere.
I really didn't want to let him come. I was afraid that the deaf old lady would get lost in her thoughts and take him away, which would be a big deal.
"This old lady is really, hey!"
Liu Haizhong took a sip of tea and looked at his youngest and Banggan sitting by the stove.
He shook his head slightly and muttered: "Young and young, I really don't dislike her."
"The tea bowl that Banggeng packed away, right?"
Silly Zhu sat in the mourning hall holding his knees, looking at Bangjie through the door of the hall and said: "What a good boy, when you are done with your work, I will buy you some candies."
"Forget it! I don't dare to eat your candy—"
Banggeng stretched out his hand, pinched a piece of wood and stuffed it into the stove. He curled up the corner of his mouth but didn't say what was in his heart.
Silly Zhu who was teasing him also stopped talking, with a look of helplessness and annoyance on his face.
Why does this stinky kid still hold a grudge?
Also, my sister is so incapable of showing off, why do you dislike her so much?
Everyone didn’t know what was going on, but they just found it strange that Silly Zhu, who had always been able to amuse children, was calling Bangge back.
Only Li Xuewu, who was secretly glared at by Silly Zhu, knew what was going on. He smiled and lightly kicked the big-faced cat.
Banggeng moved his buttocks indifferently and continued to look at the stove.
Just after the shift was over, when he went to the front yard to eat, he followed Li Xuewu.
When he passed by his house, he didn't see his mother or grandma calling him, which made him feel even more like an adult.
Just eating in the front yard, he had to sit at the same table with Aunt Yuyu, because the three of them were the only ones who didn't eat.
Aunt Yuyu kept peeking at him on the table with a smile on her lips. He suspected that Aunt Yuyu had evil intentions against him.
When going out, boys must protect themselves.
After dinner, he wandered behind Uncle Wu. Without Aunt Yuyu's gaze, he felt much more at ease.
Especially now, listening to everyone's praises, I am really happy. I am thinking to myself, I am so good. When my grandma dies, you will definitely come to help, right?
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"Guangfu is fine now," Yan Fugui glanced at the silent boy and asked with a smile, "You make a lot of money in the sewing club, right?"
"It's okay——"
Liu Guangfu listened to the third uncle's question and stood up, carrying a kettle and refilling the thermos bottle with hot water.
He knew what the third uncle meant, but he was also very discerning and knew what he could and could not say.
However, Yan Fugui never thought of letting him go, and praised with a smile: "I heard it from more than one person!"
He said to the second uncle: "Your family Guangfu is very capable. He can handle the workload of three women by himself."
"Hey, I'm so young, I only have so much ability."
Liu Haizhong is most conflicted about this. He doesn't want to hear anyone mention it, but he is also proud that his son can make money to support the family.
The contradiction is that the ability to make money was learned in prison. It doesn't matter if you praise it or don't praise it.
I always feel like I’m being ridiculed when I hear others praise me, and I always feel embarrassed to say it out after I’ve made money.
That's what Yan Fugui meant. He didn't want Liu Guangfu to compare with his son.
Although he was a rebellious son, he is now a rebellious son who doesn't even return home.
"Having a skill is better than having no skill," he looked at Liu Guangfu and said, "This is much better than the wages we earn at work, which must be fifty or sixty a month, right?"
"hehe--"
Liu Guangfu chuckled lightly and said, "Where did you hear this? How can I earn more than you?"
Saying this, he squatted next to Banggeng again, as if you asked nonsense and I answered nonsense.
Yan Fugui tilted his head and said: "Our wages are fixed, how can we compare with the sewing club?"
"Are you asking for leave? How many days can you take off?"
"These two days."
"When will you go to work?"
"In two days."
"Do you have a partner?"
"Just looking for it."
"Where does your sewing club receive jobs?"
"Outside."
"What do you do in the sewing club?"
“When you do work, sometimes you also sit on the throne.”
"Have you saved any money?"
"Not much."
"Oh, you have to save money, otherwise what will you do when you get old?"
"Ask everywhere like you do..."
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"You bastard, what are you talking about?"
The center of the bangs shouted that it was great, but on the other hand, he scolded his son dissatisfiedly.
He turned to look at Yan Fugui, who was about to be pissed off. He put on a smiling expression and said, "I don't even know what he is doing now, and he won't tell me even if I ask."
"I heard that your family can be liberated now?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hey, let's do some work——"
Yan Fugui let out a sigh of relief. Liu Guangfu's words just now almost choked him to death.
As soon as my eyes blurred, I saw the deaf old lady.
"If you don't starve to death, you won't be able to make a fortune."
He took a sip of hot tea and said pretentiously: "I can't control him now, and I don't have the ability to control him."
"There are two younger children at home, and they are getting up soon. If they can't study well, they have to find a job."
When he said this, he glanced in the direction of Li Xuewu, and felt very unhappy when he saw that Deputy Director Li ignored him.
They are all in the same hospital, which is really inhumane.
"Looking for a job is one level, getting married is another level."
Yan Fugui put down his tea cup, sighed and said: "If you don't have a job, you can't find a partner. If you find a partner, you still need a house. If you don't have a house, you can't get married."
"I feel very sad right now."
He touched the second uncle with the back of his hand and said: "The Red Star Factory established a new school, and we were left behind."
"I was assigned to Dongcheng No. 37 Primary School, which was the former Red Star Primary School."
"Yo! You were thrown off like this!"
Silly Zhu and Menli pretended to be surprised and asked: "Then the conditions for teacher qualification screening are too strict, right?"
"Tsk——"
Yan Fugui had just abandoned Liu Guangfu, and now he was stabbed in the lungs by the fool again.
He added: "Who do you think I am competing with? The factory is recruiting outstanding teachers from all over the city!"
"That's such a pity—"
Silly Zhu scratched the threshold, watched the third uncle click his tongue, and asked regretfully: "Then you are under the management of the city now, and have nothing to do with the Red Star Factory?"
"Oh, isn't that just--"
Yan Fugui sighed and said, "I was very confident, but bad luck!"
"You know my teaching ability!"
He emphasized seriously in the eyes of everyone's doubts: "Look at Banggeng, now all the students I teach have passed into middle school."
When Bangge was called, he raised his head suddenly, looked at the third uncle and said helplessly: "Let's not hurt each other, right?"
"Hahaha--"
Everyone in the audience laughed, and Yan Fugui became anxious. He glared and said, "Hey! You kid! Without me, could you have been admitted to middle school?"
"Yeah, yes, I'm confused too!"
Banggeng squatted there with his lips curled up, and said angrily: "I have learned everything from you, and yet I can still go to middle school! It's really weird!"
"Hahaha--"
Silly Zhu laughed so hard that his nose came out, and he lay on the threshold enjoying himself silly.
Yan Fugui glared angrily, glanced at Li Xuewu, and said with a curl of his lips: "I said bad luck. It's not that my teaching ability is not good, it's that I haven't met a good person."
"Oh, it's my fault that I was careless at first."
He looked at Shazhu in the mourning hall and said, "The teacher Ran you fell in love with is now the principal of Hongxing Primary School!"
"Just say, just say what I did for you back then, how can people not hate me?"
"Hey! Third uncle, you are really good at ripping off blind people!"
Silly Zhu was enjoying himself, but he didn't expect that the shit basin was slapped on his forehead, and he shouted angrily: "I haven't even settled this debt with you yet, but you are blaming me!"
"If you had not tricked me with your gift and introduced me to your partner properly, would you be here today?"
"Just you——"
Yan Fugui curled his lips, looking down at Silly Zhu, and hummed: "I am the principal of a primary school and a cultured person, how can I like you?"
"Hey! Just what you said just now," Silly Zhu pointed at the third uncle and said, "I think it's inevitable that you won't be chosen!"
"Besides, I feel very sorry for you."
He deliberately made the other party angry and said: "Just tell me, when Hongxing Elementary School was not doing well, you jumped high and tried to get transferred to the city, but you couldn't get transferred."
"Now the welfare benefits of Red Star Factory have just improved, hey! You are now in the city."