Doing the best you can during the funeral, do those who have gone really know? It’s just to make the living feel better.
As far as longevity materials are concerned, how big of a difference is there?
In the end it is not the same, ashes return to dust and dust returns to dust.
The ancestor of the Jin family was buried on a roll of mat, so what happened?
Therefore, when Boss Jin said that he wanted to prepare a coffin, everyone felt very uncomfortable, but no one could stop him. Especially when they had not yet said what to use as a coffin.
But if you come like this, you have to explain it in advance, "Boss, prepare the coffin. This funeral belongs to you two brothers. But the matter of the ceremony room has nothing to do with you, boss."
That's right! There is a matter of receiving gifts here.
Jin Laoer provided other money, except for the coffin, everything from big and small to the final banquet, all belonged to Lao Er. Then this was really Lao Er taking care of things, so the gift money must naturally belong to Lao Er.
This is the rule, and this is how everyone will handle situations like this.
Jin Mancheng and his wife had no objections, so the matter was settled as such.
He Xiaowan went to Lin Yutong to discuss: "How much gift should we give?"
If the second brother gets into trouble, the other brothers will have to give gifts.
This is out of the question.
The brothers almost always discuss it in advance and give the same gift money.
After He Xiaowan asked Lin Yutong, he looked at Ma Xiaoting, "How much is appropriate?"
Ma Xiaoting took two steps back: "We have no money, not much, just twenty yuan."
Twenty yuan, no more, no less, quite satisfactory.
It can be considered that Ma Xiaoting is not talking nonsense on this matter.
He Xiaowan couldn't say anything. When they went to the gift book, the three sisters-in-law each paid twenty yuan, but in private, He Xiaowan went to Yingzi and stuffed thirty yuan over, "There's not much, the second sister will take it."
Just hurry up and get things done."
The relationship between Lin Yutong and Yingzi was different, so he stuffed two hundred dollars over.
Yingzi was not polite either. Gifts cannot be pushed out. It is the person's intention. If someone has something to do in the future, you can just return the gift to them.
This set is a secret ceremony.
It is also a set of procedures that everyone is well aware of.
On the face of it, for the sake of harmony among the brothers, I would focus on the one with the least financial ability. But privately, how much money someone gives me is a private matter.
This matter is said to be dark, but in fact it is also semi-transparent. After others have contributed, the victim has to let others know. It is just a low-key and cryptic talk to others, and then it becomes a secret that everyone whispers in private.
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Everyone said that it was not easy for He Xiaowan. The man was not around and she had a belly. She was fulfilling her filial piety for the third child when it came to the old man.
As for Lin Yutong and Fourth Master paying too much, in everyone's opinion, this is what they should be.
I have the closest relationship with the second son's family, and they all earn wages. I should give him more.
As for the Lao Wu family, everyone was heartbroken.
Ma Xiaoting said, they rarely give gifts to others when their family has affairs, and sometimes they do their own work in the fields, and then go to the house of someone who has trouble to eat. Anyway, when things happen, things get messy.
He eats and drinks without making any effort, and then refuses to show his courtesy. He never lags behind when it’s time to enjoy the banquet.
He is such a virtuous person, what do you think others can say about the fifth-year-old couple?
Things went smoothly here, so we settled on that. But the boss hired a carpenter to make wood for the longevity, and he used shade-dried elm wood.
Lin Yutong didn't know if this thing was used as longevity wood elsewhere. But as far as she knew, she had never heard of it. There are some taboos about elm and locust wood, and it is said to be elm, especially dry elm.
There is a kind of woodpecker on the east embankment, and half of the locust trees are ghosts. When a person reaches that end, he has gone to hell, not to heaven to become an immortal and attain enlightenment.
Therefore, even though both types of wood are good and common, people would rather use the less strong paulownia wood than choose them.
When the carpenter saw it, he didn't dare to shout and let anyone know. It was really a joke. He just quietly called the fourth master out and told the matter.
Now that the old man is waiting for his funeral, how can he make trouble at this moment?
In the end, Fourth Master called the carpenter to his house and made a coffin using the pine wood leftover from previous furniture making.
The fourth master didn't yell, just because he didn't want people to know about the scandal at home, so he wanted to send the old man away properly.
As a result, the Fourth Master didn’t say anything, but Boss Jin opened up the matter himself: "...What happened to the elm wood? So and so and so used elm wood. Look at their descendants, one is more prosperous than the other... Where can I find it?"
What's the taboo... To put it this way, it's time for the ancestor's grave to be moved..." A broken straw mat would be enough?
Only then did people realize that Boss Jin was so capable and planned to use elm wood for his father.
Aunt Jin had such a bad temper that she exploded all of a sudden, "Then in the future, just throw me on the river beach and forget about it... What a shameless person... Your dad is the most trustworthy person in his life."
You are the one……"
One person advised another, and the couple didn't dare to speak.
After the filial piety clothes were finished, they were all put on, and then an extra set was placed in the corner of the kang. That should have been the third child's.
The fourth master got up and called the second child outside, "...I will go to the police station. Before the funeral, I asked them to bring the third child to see him off..."
The second child pursed his lips and nodded, "If it's really difficult, don't force it..."
This matter cannot be said to be difficult to handle.
The fourth master took off his mourning clothes, told Lin Yutong, and went out.
We all have old relationships with each other at the police station and have heard about this matter.
The director said: "...Who would have thought that this happened...I tell you...there is something evil about this..."
Fourth Master looked at him: "Something happened?"
The director whispered: "The golden monster is doing well here with us, and there has never been any trouble. The result is that the night before yesterday, around three o'clock in the middle of the night, the golden monster was crying and screaming in his sleep. How much was it crying?
Anyway, I was asleep in the office and I was startled. One of the people on duty came over to take a look and saw that the person was lying there covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water. The crying was really like the howling of a ghost, how could the person be cured?
I woke up easily, but I woke up like a trapped animal. I was very irritable, my fists hit the wall, and my hands were covered in blood. I thought I had some serious illness, but in the morning I looked fine...
When I asked him what was wrong, he just said he had a bad dream and was very flustered... couldn't control his temper... and told me to lock him in and don't let him out... I wasn't sure why he was like that.
If it’s not possible, I’ll send someone to ask your second brother to come. That’s good. I’ll send someone to come back and tell you that the uncle went there that night, at that time, around three o’clock..."
Do you think this makes people feel uncomfortable?
To say it is a coincidence, this is too much of a coincidence.
Therefore, it is always right to be in awe. There are too many things that cannot be explained in this matter.
"...Can you ask me to come out tomorrow? As a son, if I can't see my parents off, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through this in my life..." Fourth Master handed over the cigarette and whispered.
"Do you think it's an hour before and after?" The director took the cigarette and said, "The funeral started at 11:30 in the morning. I took the people there and sent the old uncle to the cemetery. He was buried in the grave. If he doesn't return to the funeral, he will be buried there.
Home, our people will bring them back..."
Fourth Master nodded, this was considered accommodating. It was a risk.
Otherwise, if you go up one level at a time and get approval, I'm afraid it will be delayed even after the approval comes.
That `s a deal.
Fourth Master pointed outside: "I'm going to see him... I have to say this..."
As soon as the third child saw the fourth master coming in, he stood up and said, "Why...are you here? Is there something going on at home?" As he said that, he stared at the shoes on the fourth master's feet, and the blood on his face suddenly turned red.
Just retreated.
The fourth master came out without wearing mourning clothes, but he did not change his shoes. Except for the black upper at the heel, a layer of white cloth was sewn on the other parts of the shoes.
Of the two elders in the family, if one of them dies, the white cloth will not be able to wrap the uppers of the shoes completely. Only when the other elder dies will the shoes be fully wrapped.
The closer the relationship is, the less exposed the upper part of the shoe will be. For sons, daughters-in-law, and daughters, only a little bit of the heel will be left. For nephews and nephews, just cover half of it.
With just this pair of shoes, the third child could understand everything, "Is it dad or mom?"
"Dad!" the fourth master said, and went over to hold the third child's arm, "Go out tomorrow...send dad away properly...don't make trouble..."
The third child knelt down with a plop, kowtowed on the ground facing the direction of home, and cried loudly.
When the funeral started the next day, two men in casual clothes came back with the third child.
They were not handcuffed, which was a sign of respect.
But after these days and nights of torture, the third child looked miserable and anxious. His cheeks were yellow, his forehead was livid, his beard was unkempt, and his steps were staggering. Looking at the photos placed in front of the mourning hall, he shouted heartbreakingly: "Dad!"
"He just lay down in front of the mourning hall, kowtowing one head after another in a hurry, and blood flowed down his forehead. He said sorry one by one, and shouted that his son was unfilial.
Those who watched it couldn't help but feel sad, with tears streaming down their cheeks.
Jin Ximei listened quietly at her home, and then shed tears quietly. The Jin family did not come to announce the funeral, but the couple who had food and oil went there. The nephew was also a filial son, and he went to wear sackcloth and mourning as usual.
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The Jin family didn't stop him, but they didn't pay attention either.
The Zheng family was a little embarrassed.
It was even more embarrassing when Jin Laosan came back for the funeral.
Aunt Jin rushed over and hugged the third child: "Old man... The third child is back to see you off... Please open your eyes and take a look..."
He Xiaowan had a big belly and was crying so hard that she was out of breath. She didn't know whether she was crying about Old Man Jin or her own grievances.
The person in charge quickly got the mourning clothes and helped the third child change into them.
With all the fuss and fuss, it's time for a funeral.
Watching the old man being laid to rest, the third child was also taken away. Before leaving, he touched He Xiaowan's belly and said nothing.
Just like a split second, Lao San suddenly gave people a different feeling. His eyes were red, but his eyeballs were very dark, shining like a hungry wolf.
Zheng Youliang only glanced at it and then shrank his neck.
It looks a bit leaky.
The second child frowned and shouted: "The third child!"
The third child turned his face and looked into his second brother's eyes. The hostility in his body slowly dissipated, and then he took a look at He Xiaowan and Qinghui in his hand.
Jin Lao Er nodded slightly, and Lao San looked at Fourth Master, pulled up the corner of his mouth and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and then turned and left.
Qinghui looked at the walking figure with flashing eyes and asked his mother: "Is that my dad?"
For more than half a year, I was no longer sure about calling my child.
He Xiaowan nodded and said yes.
Qinghui turned his face and looked at a circle of men and women, his ears filled with confusion.
This one said: "I was a bastard before, but now it's too late to regret it."
The other one said: "Who says it's not the case? Look how pitiful these women are if they are left behind."
The child didn't understand what these people were talking about, but he probably understood that what they said was not good.
He Xiaowan covered the child's ears and stopped asking him to listen.
Lin Yutong sighed softly. This seemingly resolved crisis actually left endless consequences. Who knows what will happen tomorrow?
The funeral was held in a dignified manner. Because it was the second child's funeral, I dare not say that all the villagers came, but at least 80% of the people were alarmed. This shows how rural the villagers were. Coupled with the relationship between Fourth Master and Lin Yutong, the surrounding units
They all expressed their opinions, but the couple was not the owner, so the gift money was certainly not large, but it was not small either. It added up to a considerable amount of money.
After the funeral was completed, Li Xianer stood at the door of the ceremony book, listening with her ears bent. She heard how much was spent and how much was received.
The total cost was less than 500 yuan, but the gift received was more than 1,200 yuan, not counting the gifts given in secret. For example, Lin Yulong got 50 yuan, and Lin Yujian got 50 yuan.
But privately, Lin Yujian stuffed Yingzi with another hundred.
Anyway, Li Xian'er did a rough calculation and found that the second family made a net profit of about one thousand this time.
In the mid-1980s, this thousand yuan was a real lot of money.
It is equivalent to the annual salary of a working-class couple for one year.
It's just such a concept.
This is also due to the second child's good local nature, coupled with Yingzi's natal family's ability, and the combination of these factors, there are so many.
Li Xianer can regret it to death. You said that even if you borrow two hundred yuan from the fourth child, it will be regarded as two brothers working together. Then can they share the thousand yuan equally now?
Definitely!
When she thought of the thousand yuan slipping away from her fingers, Li Xianer panicked in pain.
Just because the funeral is over doesn't mean things are over.
As old man Jin is here, Aunt Jin doesn't have to worry about it. The old couple is living their lives anyway.
Now that there is only one left, the issue of support for this old lady should be put on the agenda.
The Meng family's uncles didn't even leave, they just wanted to talk about their sister's pension issue.
Boss Jin said, "It's my turn to take care of you. Mom will follow me from now on..."
This attitude is okay.
But Aunt Jin disagreed: "You don't need to support me. You can't even support yourself, so what else can you point at?" She knew exactly what the boss was doing. She still had an acre of land of her own. Who would support her?
The land belongs to whoever farms it. She can't move at home. She raises pigs and chickens, watches the children, cooks and cleans. She can do anything. He doesn't want to raise a mother, he wants to find an old mother.
The second brother Jin wanted to speak, but Aunt Jin blocked him directly: "I won't follow any of my sons, so I will live on my own. I can only plant that one acre of land and harvest enough grain for me to eat. From now on, you four brothers,
Each person gives me one yuan every month, which is enough for me to buy oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. The third child's share... I'll give it to him when he comes back..." I can't put a burden on the third child. He pushed Qingping forward as he spoke, pushing
He came to Yingzi and said, "You two will take care of the child from now on... Now that he has gone to school, he is very easy to take care of..." Then he sniffed and picked up Qinghui who was sitting on the kang and playing, "Little Wandu is eight months old."
I'm pregnant, I'm about to give birth. I definitely can't take care of it. I'll keep Qinghui and I don't need you to give me anything. The baby will live with me... You take care of the little one in your belly, and with your mother to help you, your life will be fine.
Pass……"
Li Xianer pushed Qingfeng forward, "Mom, ask the two brothers to be companions!"
I can't take my children with me when I go to the Yellow River beach in the future. I really can't care about it.
"No!" Aunt Jin turned her face to the side, "You can take it with you. I can't take care of it."
This is also true. Qinghui didn't care about it. Without the third child, the third daughter-in-law had to go to work and take care of the children. The older one was not too big, but the younger one was really small when she was born. If not for the help of her biological mother,
She has to live with the third daughter-in-law. She has to take good care of the children. She can't take care of one, so she has to stuff another one in?
If you are not a cruel old man, there is really nothing you can do.
It is said that if you want to live a comfortable life, you can live a comfortable life with the second and fourth children. But you can't. Qinghui lives with his grandma.
The second oldest and fourth child can't speak, and Eiko and Tong are both kind. But the future of this child will not be good. He has received favors from others in vain. When he grows up, if there is anything he can't do to his uncle, he will be able to do it.
Drown people.
Thinking like this, she touched her grandson's head, which strengthened her idea.
I lived alone and took my grandson with me. The third child took care of the children when they were brought up.
Li Xian'er was not happy, so she hugged Qing Feng's feet and went out angrily.
Ma Xiaoting glanced at Qinghui and was equally unhappy. She lived in a courtyard and she didn't like children making noises very much, so she went out with a face.
As if invisible, Aunt Jin urged the eldest brother and the fifth child: "Boss, it's getting late. It's so dark that your wife is leaving with her child. You can go too." Then she said to the fifth child, "Your wife is burning the kang."
Go, her eyes are not afraid of falling..."
Lao Wu Xian yelled and ran out quickly, shouting: "Ting'er... leave it alone, I'll come, you go to the kang to warm yourself..."
He Xiaowan silently touched her mother-in-law's kang, which was already cold. She sighed slightly, got up and went out to burn the kang for her mother-in-law.
The second son and his wife, the fourth master and Tong were the only ones left in the room.
Only then did Jin Laoer give the one thousand yuan he had received as gift money to his mother: "Mom, take it. Keep it with you."
A thousand yuan can be spent by the mother-in-law and the grandson, and it can last for several years.
Lin Yutong also took a thousand and handed it over: "Don't be reluctant to eat it. We are not here, so you can keep it for later use."
Aunt Jin took five hundred from the second brother's money and did not ask for the money given by Lin Yutong. "You are in the provincial capital and spend a lot of money. Life is easy at home. You can cook rice by picking up a handful of firewood in the fields.
You can make a meal out of whatever wild vegetables you can find. Even if you can't survive, even if the neighbors give you a handful of rice, you won't starve to death. You are different in the provincial capital. Everything you do is money. Qingning needs to go to school, Qingyuan needs milk powder...
...As long as you are filial and don't be impatient for a while, you can do well...How can I starve to death while I'm living here?"
Definitely refused to take it.
"This five hundred is enough for our mother-in-law and grandson to live for five or six years." Aunt Jin stood up, collected the money and locked it.
The New Year is here in a blink of an eye, and the Spring Festival is here.
Every household should post couplets during the Spring Festival. But for the Jin family, they haven't posted them for several years.
The funerals in the family came one after another, first for the old lady, then for the old man. Within three years of one, the other followed.
In less than three years, if you don't take off your filial piety, you can't have red couplets in your home.
It’s OK to post yellow pairs, but I feel like it doesn’t have the festive energy, so I just don’t post them anymore.
Other families are in the mood to celebrate the New Year, but the Jin family is in a bad mood one after another.
The house has not been tidied up much, and the adults have not bought any new clothes, so life is a bit boring.
For example, Qingping and Qingning didn't have much idea of what death was. After many days of absence, they suddenly realized that they could no longer find that person, and then they slowly realized that death meant that they would never be seen again.
arrive.
The little old lady said that Qingning asked her secretly: "Will you die?" Without waiting for an answer, he pointed at his finger and said: "Then I don't want you to die..." Then she thought of her grandfather again, "Look.
If you die, you will be just like grandpa, you will not be able to see me... What do you want me to do if you can't see me..."
After catching her breath, Lin Yutong told her: "Grandpa can see you. Grandpa can see you when he misses you. He is still watching you in the sky..."
"Did grandpa go to space?" She listened to foreign radio broadcasts with her father. After half a year, she was able to understand simple conversations. There are few such space-related books for children in China, but the fourth grandfather listened to them for a while.
Translated to a child, she will have a simple concept of this thing.
In Qingping's heart, heaven is a very romantic place. There is the Queen Mother, Fairy Chang'e, and the Seven Fairies there. This is due to the fairy tales he heard from his grandma.
But Qing Ning's understanding of the sky is more concrete, that is, it is an unknown area that is still waiting for humans to continue to explore.
Qingping said that grandpa became a god, but Qingning said no, he went to space.
He also asked Lin Yutong in a low voice: "...if I can go to space in the future, will I be able to see my grandpa..."
The child's innocent heart is always touching. She nodded, "Yes! Grandpa will be happy when you can go to space..."
Such older children may not understand what sadness is, but they will miss it and remember it.
The dead are gone, but the living must continue to live.
After the New Year, it’s time to clean up your mood and do whatever you need to do.
Before leaving, I had to deal with Lao San's case first. It was transferred to the procuratorate and then to the court. This time the process went very quickly. The sentence lasted eight years.
There must be laws to follow, but every crime is judged according to the above line.
It is impossible to say that the court has no emotions at all.
The court suffered a lot from this case.
After this result, the Jin family's hands and feet were cold. This sentence was much heavier than imagined.
He was quickly handed over to the prison without waiting for anyone from the Jin family to see him.
The prison is not far from the county seat. It is in a town in the urban area. It only takes an hour by car to get there from the county seat.
As soon as it was transferred there, Fourth Master and Lin Yutong drove over and took a look.
Jin Laosan had a good attitude: "Don't worry! I know the severity. It's only eight years...it's only been eight years...it's gone in the blink of an eye..."
The fourth master made a sign with a sign of "four" and said, "Okay! What I said means what I said."
This means that he can serve up to four years in prison.
The third child watched the couple leave before being taken back by the prison guards. Halfway there, he glanced in the direction of the prison door, then slowly closed his eyes and smiled.
The cell door was right in front of him, and the prison guard pushed him, "Hurry up, don't waste time."
His eyes flashed, he reached the cell and secretly touched the place where the prison guard pushed him, which happened to be the pocket on his clothes. He felt it in and knew it was money without taking it out. It was money in large denominations.
Glancing out through the window of the cell, the prison guard reached out and pulled down his big-brimmed hat, then turned and left.
It turned out that what Lao Si said was not false, he actually achieved this step with quick hands and feet.
Maybe life inside wouldn't be so difficult.
After coming out, Fourth Master sighed, "This time I owe Mingguang a favor..."
Mingguang was a cadre who had been transferred from the military to a political position, and the warden at the prison happened to be his old subordinate. This arrangement was just a phone call away.
This is also a kind of reward for Fourth Master's willingness to tell others the news he got from above.
But with this back and forth, the ties will inevitably become deeper and deeper.
To some extent, this is not a good thing.
Whether it is good or bad, it will be a matter for the future. There is plenty of time to deal with it calmly.
Naturally, things at the moment are more important than that.
What's going on right now?
In addition to the Qingyuan Association calling people, school has started, and Fourth Master has to follow his tutor everywhere.
And what about Lin Yutong?
Lin Yutong looked at the instructor who kept lifting his glasses up and didn't know how to answer.
The instructor asked: "Have you decided what you want to do after graduation?"
How should Lin Yutong answer?
"I went to school with a salary," she said.
If you go to school with a salary, after graduation, you have to return to your original employer to work.
Otherwise, why would your employer train you?
The instructor seemed not surprised at all: "Being an official is more suitable for you than doing research."
I can't hear any praise or criticism.
Lin Yutong probed: "Do you have any plans for me?"
"If there was an opportunity to go abroad, would you go?" the instructor asked.
Of course not!
Of course I won’t go if I have a family with me.
Besides, the little old lady spoke so impassionedly at the time, how could she possibly leave the country now?
For me, going abroad is really not attractive.
She shook her head like a rattle, "I really can't go, teacher."
I thought the instructor would blame me, but unexpectedly, he smiled and said, "She is quite sensible, but she is not the one who thinks and talks at the same time."
She didn't understand what it meant. When she came out and met Zhou Yang, she asked in a low voice, "Teacher, what's wrong today?"
"Li Huai is going abroad." Zhou Yang sighed, "He applied for this without telling the teacher."
ah!?
The tutor Qin Guo did not support students going abroad very much. He went abroad when he was a teenager and stayed abroad for nearly ten years. It was the Prime Minister who personally wrote a letter to invite him back from abroad. Because of the Prime Minister's relationship, at that time, and
He didn't suffer much. He had been committed to scholarship and research these years. He finally managed to lead graduate students, but as a result, there were traitors among the students who had completely different ideas from him.
While the two were talking, they heard the teacher's voice talking to himself from the office: "Why do you think that you can learn from others when you go there? You don't want to rely on yourself, but you always expect others to give charity. What's wrong with this?
shame!"
Zhou Yang whispered: "Research funds are very limited. People like teachers have to look for people everywhere, begging grandpa and grandma for research funds, let alone other people... To be honest, in China, people who just want to do research
,Today’s environment is not very good…”
It turns out there was still no money to make trouble.
When I came home with a lot of worries, I saw that the little old lady was not in the right state.
When making steamed egg custard for Qingyuan, one egg actually filled the bowl with water.
"Milk——" Lin Yutong hugged Qingyuan, asked his little feet to step on her legs, and reminded the little old lady, "Are you talking about egg soup?"
"Oh!" The little old lady was stunned for a moment, then quickly threw away the water ladle and kept clicking her tongue at the bowl, "What a pity!"
Lin Yutong looked at her: "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
It shouldn't be.
The little old lady's schedule has always been very regular.
She stared at the little old lady, waiting for an answer. As if she didn't hear her question, she changed her question to egg soup.
Qingning was lying on the table aside and was writing oh oh eh. When she saw her mother asking the old lady, she made a sound like barking a dog.
Lin Yutong looked over and thought to himself, did his daughter call him him? Those who didn't know better thought she was called Heizi.
Qingning stretched out her little hand to partially cover her mouth: "There is someone at home today... looking for the old lady..."
"Who is it?" She asked without saying anything.
Qingning shook her head, then put down her pen and came over. She pulled away Qingyuan's hand that was reaching out to pull her pigtails in disgust, and then said: "...Someone gave the little old lady money...it's a lot of money...
"
Who can give money to the little old lady?
Lin Yutong had a suspicion in his mind that his old friend in the United States was probably not good either.
She pulled her daughter's hair and said, "Hurry up and do your homework."
Qingning wrinkled her nose, a little dissatisfied with this attitude of using people to go forward and not using people to go back. She pouted and muttered: "I'm done..."
"Have you finished writing?" Lin Yutong glanced at the AOE that was full of pinyin books. Well, it's really finished. "Have you finished writing the big characters?"
The little girl drooped her head and went to the study room kicking.
After the little old lady finished cooking, the little girl came out with her homework and said, "I'm done."
Qingning's calligraphy already had some skeletons, and it said it was the homework assigned by his father, "Can you memorize it?"
"...Liu Ling lost his reputation because he couldn't bear to drink; Chen Ling destroyed his country because he couldn't bear sex; Shi Chong ruined his family because he couldn't bear money; Xiang Yu lost his life because he couldn't bear anger; now the criminals,
They all don’t know how to tolerate; there are no entrepreneurs in ancient times who can’t endure... A benevolent person can endure what others can’t tolerate, and a wise person can tolerate what others cannot tolerate. Think through and think about how to endure, and pretending to be deaf is the only way to tolerate it; the word “tolerance” can lead the world, and the word “tolerance” can lead the world.
You can become close friends; you can endure indifference to nourish your mind; you can endure hunger and cold so that you can become a good person; you can endure hard work to have enough accumulation; you can endure debauchery and no disease; you can endure your flesh and blood to maintain human relations; you can endure food and drink and everything to survive..."
This girl has an excellent memory. Sometimes Lin Yutong really suspects that this child has what people call double brains. In most cases, as long as he has heard it twice, he can almost retell it roughly.
Not to mention that I never forget what I have seen, the feeling is not much different.
Lin Yutong asked her again who was Liu Ling? Who was Chen Ling? He asked her to tell her about those life stories. Fourth Master must have told her when he taught her to recognize these words.
"Liu Ling, courtesy name Bolun, was a native of Pei State. He was a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. He was known as the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest" together with Ruan Ji, Ji Kang, Shan Tao, Xiang Xiu, Wang Rong and Ruan Xian. Liu Ling was addicted to alcohol and was known as "
"Zuihou", he likes the learning of Lao and Zhuang, pursues freedom and freedom, and governs by doing nothing. He once joined the army under the shogunate of General Wang Rong of Jianwei, but was dismissed because of inaction. In the second year of Taishi..." As he said this, he counted on his fingers.
, "It should be AD 226...the imperial court recruited Liu Ling to serve as an official in the court again, but Liu Ling refused, and he died..."
Lin Yutong looked at the little calculator and raised his eyebrows slightly. His calculation ability seemed to be somewhat inferior to his own.
The fourth master taught this child a lot, and Lin Yutong couldn't take care of Qingyuan. She also knew that the fourth master would teach her in person and there was no need to worry. She didn't even know what the fourth master had taught his daughter.
It seems like she is learning something with a pinyin book, oh, it doesn't fit in. No wonder she gets all sorts of unhappy every time she is asked to do homework.
Her eyes glanced at the girl's high forehead twice before asking her: "Why did your dad ask you to practice calligraphy with Bai Renge?"
The little girl's head drooped: "I contradicted the teacher!"
"Huh?" Lin Yutong's eyes became stern, "Did you contradict the teacher?"
Qingning's shoulders shrank, "It's just those few letters, nagging on and on and on, who can stand it?"
Just because you have learned it does not mean that others have also learned it.
Those pretentious students and teachers may not like their classmates even if they don't love them.
She didn't even have the patience to listen to the teacher. No wonder her father asked her to write this every day.
Lin Yutong pointed to the page she wrote: "You remember this sentence... Whoever is an entrepreneur in ancient times is not tolerant... Remember it firmly..."
Back then, your father used the phrase "Beware of Haste and Use Patience" everywhere and spent decades counting Buddhist beads to hone his character. How are you doing now?
Qing Ning lowered her head and said a low 'hmm', not daring to speak. It took a long time before she said: "I already apologized to the teacher..."
Lin Yutong put his hand on his daughter's head and patted her gently. A high IQ was not enough. If this person wanted to be nourished and understand everything, his emotional quotient was much more important than his IQ.