met free Chapter 21 A sigh
Chapter 21 A sigh
Tips: Building graves and burning paper money are a way for Chinese people to remember their deceased loved ones. It is part of traditional culture and does not constitute feudal superstition. (The premise is that it should not be a grand ceremony.)
Yi Zhonghai's family.
Taking a break today, Yi Zhonghai reviewed yesterday's events at home and felt that something was wrong.
"My dear, do you think that what happened yesterday was a setup by that kid named Wang in the backyard?"
"Look, although Jia Zhang and Old Liu both came to the door, they got nothing. Xiao Wang didn't take out his house or money, and instead the Jia family and the Liu family became enemies."
The auntie waved her hands and said, "You are too suspicious, boss. Weren't you there yesterday? I don't think there is anything wrong with what Xiao Wang said."
"You just think too badly of people!"
Yi Zhonghai still felt something was wrong: "No, I have to ask the old lady. If it's true, then this kid's mind is too scary."
As he said that, Yi Zhonghai also walked to the backyard.
……
"Xiao Yi, today my wife will tell you another truth. You can't just look at the surface of a problem."
"If you encounter something that you can't figure out for the time being, you might as well think about who is the beneficiary of this matter first. This way it will be much easier to distinguish!"
"Madam, you mean Xiao Wang..."
A stern look flashed in the deaf old lady's eyes: "You'll know if it's true or not after you try it."
"Go to his house later and ask if he can give me a room to live in!"
"I understand. As expected of an old lady, she is very tall, really tall!"
"Then I'll go back first. Old lady, you should have some rest early."
"Ah."
……
After a while, Wang Hongtao came back with a boy named Banerye.
A few of the rickshaws in Laosijiu City pull passengers, but most of them help to transport goods. Wang Hongtao is looking for someone who transports goods.
Banerye pushed a cart, which was filled with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, as well as daily necessities such as spatulas and coal briquettes.
"Lao Zhang, if you can help me move these goods to the backyard later, I'll give you an extra two cents so that you don't get my clothes dirty."
Since there was money to be made, Lao Zhang naturally would not refuse. After running back and forth for several times, he finally put all the things into the house.
Although Banerye's job was hard, he made a lot of money. He could earn 1.2 yuan in the afternoon by following Wang Hongtao, and if he worked harder, he could earn two or three yuan a day.
"I say, Lao Zhang, you make a lot of money every day, why don't you think about finding a wife?"
Old Zhang is a dark-skinned, sturdy man in his forties. He replied with a simple expression, "I didn't have the conditions in the early years. Although I have saved up a cart and my life is better now, why would I want to find a wife at this age?"
"You haven't ever seen a woman in your life, have you?" It's rare to meet such an honest Wang Hongtao, so I can't help but want to tease him.
"Of course I am. I am not good at talking and I don't have the courage to go to brothels, but I have never touched a woman!"
"Then you have to rush forward."
Wang Hongtao's casual words made Lao Zhang feel very embarrassed.
"Well, since you're fine, boss, I'll go back first." After saying that, he pushed the cart at the door and ran away.
.......
After waiting for a while, seeing that Wang Hongtao's family really had no intention of opening fire, Yi Zhonghai finally came over.
"Hey, isn't this an old man? Old man, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Seeing Wang Hongtao's honest and simple appearance, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but wonder if he had thought bad of him. How could Wang Hongtao be such a simple person, so how could he have any evil intentions?
But after thinking about what the deaf old lady said, he decided to give it a try.
After chatting about some family matters, Yi Zhonghai turned the topic to the house.
"Xiao Wang, the old lady in our yard is so old that I don't know how many days she has left to live. Why don't you let her live in a room for a while? This way, the neighbors will remember her well and you can show your filial piety!"
Wang Hongtao still had a smile on his face, but he was confused in his heart: What does this old woman have to do with me? Is it necessary for me to be filial? If you, Yi Zhonghai, want to recognize an elder, go ahead and do it yourself, I won't do it!
As for Jia Zhang, she doesn't need to be Aunt Zhang, but she doesn't need to be a nosy old woman. If I get tired of pretending and don't want to pretend anymore, it will still be a considerable deposit! (Breakthrough reward perspective point)
"Master, do you mean that this house is borrowed for the old lady?"
"Yes, Xiao Wang, isn't this just a coincidence? Your house is close and the lighting is good, this..." Yi Zhonghai looked embarrassed.
Wang Hongtao sneered:
"Hey, uncle, you are so confused!"
"You also said that this old lady is over 80 years old and she might die at any time. So what she needs now is a house?"
"no!"
"I think what she needs most is a grave!"
Yi Zhonghai:? ? ?
Wow! Is this young man cursing the old lady for being deaf? Is he that tough? Does he not want to stay in this yard anymore?
Yi Zhonghai's face changed. "Xiao Wang, even if you don't plan to borrow the house, you can't curse the old lady like this, right? The old lady usually never leaves the house, how could she offend you?"
"If you don't explain clearly today, this matter will not be resolved!"
"Uncle, you misunderstood me! I haven't even seen the old lady yet. Why would I curse her?"
"I'm serious with you!"
"Look, a bigger house may make you more comfortable, but it doesn't really make a difference whether you live in it or not. But it's different with a grave."
"The deaf old lady is eighty years old this year. She might die at any time. Didn't you say this just now?"
“When the deaf old lady dies and goes to the underworld, she will find that everything she saved is useless! She can’t take anything with her, such as money or houses! She will have to start all over again in the underworld.
But graves are different. How do you say that?
That little box will be your eternal home from now on!"
"Although my words may sound a bit harsh, they make sense. Think about it, is this the truth?"
Yi Zhonghai's head was buzzing at the moment, and he almost got fooled: "That's true, but can't I wait a hundred years before buying a grave? If I buy it earlier, it won't be useful."
Wang Hongtao looked as if he was sighing:
"Hey, uncle, you are so confused!"
"How can this be said to be useless?
Once the grave is ready, it means you have a home for the future."
"Once we have a family, the old lady can send money home at any time.
If you burn a bunch of them on your grave on New Year's Day or Qingming Festival, is it the same as saving money for your future self?
If this happens someday, won't the old lady be far ahead of others?"
"Uncle, don't you think this is the truth?!"
"The old lady passed away at such an old age, and she still had to compete with people who had died in their 30s, 40s, and 50s. Could she win?
So I say you should prepare a grave for the old lady as soon as possible, this is the best way to show respect to her!"
Yi Zhonghai: “This…”
"Uncle, please don't say anything. I guess you want to say that burning money is something that only other people do. How can you burn money on yourself?"
Yi Zhonghai nodded subconsciously.
"Hey, uncle, you are so confused!"
Yi Zhonghai: Why am I confused again? You've already scolded me three times in just a short while!
"It's fine if it's someone else, his sons and grandsons might burn paper for him in the future, but it's just a possibility, it's impossible.
Let me ask you honestly, how many times have you burned paper for your parents in all these years?"
Yi Zhonghai's face was gloomy and he was speechless. In the early years of war, he didn't even know where his father was buried. Where did you want him to be burned?
"Also, the key is, does the deaf old lady have any descendants? No, not a single one! Who can she count on to burn paper for her after she dies?"
"Uncle, can you imagine how the deaf old lady, who is over 80 years old, feels when she has no money or house and has to compete with young people for incense and food with her old bones?
Oh, it’s miserable just thinking about it! "
"So, uncle, let me say something from the bottom of my heart:
If we count the days of a man's life on earth, he has only thirty-six thousand days;
A family may have thousands of houses, but only three feet of space is needed for sleeping;
No matter how well the house is built, it is only a temporary residence. Only that little box is your permanent home!"