At the beginning of the quadrangle courtyard, it turns into Qinhuairu

"Director Wang, I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it, their family has done this. If other people's families don't follow this way in the future, won't they have to be stabbed in the back?
Then you have to do this. You said that the big guy can't earn much money a month, and you can spend a lot of money to bury the dead like him. Can't you make it through? "Qin Huairu said as if I was thinking of you.

Director Wang was silent. What Qin Huairu said made sense. After a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look with you."

When the two came to the compound, they saw the monk Yi Zhonghai had invited was sitting beside the coffin and chanting scriptures.

Director Wang felt a little disgusted, isn't this a typical landlord behavior?

Which worker or peasant family dies and people don’t simply stop their spirits for seven days and then bury them directly. They buy paper figurines and paper horses and invite monks to recite scriptures. It's not good for the director himself.

"Old Yi, old Yi..." Director Wang shouted to Yi Zhonghai who was busy.

After Yi Zhonghai heard it, he looked over and saw that it was Director Wang, so he hurried over and said, "Sister Wang, why are you here?"

Director Wang said with a bad face, "Old Yi, is my sister-in-law dead?"

Yi Zhonghai was taken aback for a moment, shook his head and said, "Who is spreading the rumors, please stay at home and coax the children well."

When Director Wang heard this, he was a little confused, and asked in puzzlement: "No one in your family died, what are you doing?"

Yi Zhonghai said sadly: "Jia Ren is dead, am I doing something for him?"

Director Wang frowned. There had long been rumors that Jia Ren was Yi Zhonghai's illegitimate son. She didn't take it seriously before, but now it seems that it is not groundless.

"Old Yi, isn't your ostentation a little inappropriate?" Director Wang still hinted at Yi Zhonghai in a good voice at this time.

Yi Zhonghai didn't understand the meaning of the words, and said to Director Wang: "No, it's not appropriate."

Director Wang didn't know whether Yi Zhonghai was pretending to be confused with himself or was really confused, so he pointed it out directly and said: "Old Yi, you are a big mess, a bit against the socialism, right?"

It was only then that Yi Zhonghai understood that he felt that he was putting on a big show, so he quickly said: "Sister, this person's death is a major event, and it is a special matter. Please forgive me."

Just as Director Wang was about to speak, Qin Huairu continued, "My lord, what you said is inappropriate, why did you do something special? Isn't this the way you lead comparisons?
Who doesn't have an old man?If you make a big fuss, don't all elderly people have to follow your standard in the future? "

Yi Zhonghai became angry when he saw Qin Huairu, and said angrily: "What does this have to do with you? You just point fingers, how can we do this, and it can affect others?"

Yi Zhonghai's voice drew all the neighbors over.

Seeing that everyone has arrived, Qin Huairu immediately said: "Let everyone talk about those things.

Guys, guess how much Yi Zhonghai paid for Jia Ren's funeral? "

The neighbors looked at me and I looked at you, shaking their heads.

Qin Huairu smiled and said to Yi Zhonghai: "My lord, tell us how much you spent?"

Without even thinking about it, Yi Zhonghai said: "I spent eighty, can you control it? My own money, I can spend as much as I want."

Everyone was shocked when they heard it. A funeral cost 80 yuan, which is two or three months' wages of ordinary workers, which is too extravagant.

Director Wang was immediately dumbfounded. Her monthly salary was only more than 30 yuan, and Yi Zhonghai was paid two months' salary for doing casual things. She had money and had no place to spend it.

"I really don't care how much you spend, but let me ask all of you, once Yi Zhonghai's funeral is done today, if anyone in your family dies in the future, do you have to follow this standard?

If you don't follow this standard, someone will poke your spine, think about it for yourself. "Qin Huairu said to the neighbors in the neighborhood.

"Qin Huairu is right, if this is done a little bit wrongly, it won't be scolded to death?"

"If the uncle is done, what will we do in the future? My father will not be alive for a few days. If I are asked to do such a trivial matter for him, my family will have to beg for food?"

"That's right, you can't let him do it..."

Everyone talked a lot, and they all felt that what Qin Huairu said was correct.

"Can't do..."

"Yes, it can't be done, everything must be kept simple..."

"That's right, Grandpa, if you want to do it, you can do it if anyone in our family dies."

I don't know who started it, everyone started to blame Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was so annoyed by the quarrel, he said loudly: "Stop arguing, just now who told me to spend money on white things, you are shameless, why should I pay for your family's affairs?"

Qin Huai was so happy, he said to Yi Zhonghai: "My lord, what you said is disgusting, don't you help pay for other people's affairs?

What's the matter, Jia Ren is from your family, you can help Jia Ren pay, why can't you help others? "

Yi Zhonghai was stunned by Qin Huairu, thought for a long time before he said: "Jia Ren is my godson, my godson died, how about some money?"

I don't know who shouted loudly in the crowd: "What kind of son, I can see that he is my own son."

Yi Zhonghai shouted to the crowd angrily: "Who said that, stand up?"

The crowd was silent, no one spoke, and there was no answer at all.

"Ahem, calm down, listen to me..." Director Wang stretched out his hand to silence everyone.

"Old Yi, on behalf of the street, I don't agree with you making such a fuss. This is a serious feudal superstition, and it is the practice of landlords and rich people. This is an unhealthy trend.

Get rid of this group of monks. If you can withdraw these paper figurines and paper horses, you can leave them. If you can’t, you can keep them for use. But don’t do this kind of thing in the future. "It's not easy for Director Wang to show Yi Zhonghai such face.

But at this time, Yi Zhonghai was already in a daze, he bought it all with his own money, why should he make me flinch with just one word?
"Sister, it's not that I don't give you face. The law stipulates that you are not allowed to do anything big. If you take it out, I will smash these things on the spot." Yi Zhonghai asked coldly.

When Director Wang heard it, his face fell down, his tone changed, and he said flatly: "There is no law saying that it is not allowed, but I condemn your practice on behalf of the street.

And as you can see, the people in the compound disagree. "

Yi Zhonghai said indifferently: "We need their consent to do things for nothing?
As long as I'm not breaking the law, I can do what I want, they have no control, and neither does the street.

Director Wang, if you have nothing else to do, please come back? "

Director Wang snorted coldly with a livid face, turned his head and left.

As soon as she left, the neighbors in the compound quit, coupled with Qin Huairu's non-stop provocations, they actually started fighting with Yi Zhonghai.

The wreaths, paper figures and horses were all trampled, and the monk was beaten away.

Yi Zhonghai fainted in a fit of anger, and was sent to the hospital by Liu Haizhong.