Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

Later, Xu Damao arrived on the moon. As soon as the system connected to the subsystem on the moon, it brought bad news to Xu Damao.

Two more greenhouses were shattered by small meteorites. In one case, only the glass (special radiation-proof alloy glass) was broken, and the plants inside were completely dead.

The other one was badly broken and basically rotten, and the worker who was working inside was killed.

Xu Damao stood in the broken shed, looking at the old man lying on the ground.

His last name was Zhang, but Xu Damao didn't remember his specific name. Although the old man's body was frozen and a little swollen and deformed, it was obvious that he died with a smile. His body was not hit by the meteorite. Looking at the plant pots in his hands, it was clear that he wanted to bring a few more pots of plants that were growing well to the airlock, but the greenhouse was too badly damaged and he didn't have time.

Xu Damao didn't know what expression he should have at this moment, while the other nine people were in the other three greenhouses, watching this side silently.

Finally, Xu Damao took a hoe and buried Uncle Zhang on the moon. While piling up the grave, he said, "Uncle Zhang, you are the first person to be buried on the moon since the beginning of time."

"Although we Chinese believe in returning to one's roots, I can't take you down with me now, so I can only bury you here. It's not far from our greenhouse, so everyone can look at you from time to time through the greenhouse, so you won't be lonely."

"Look, you're the first one to use meteorites to make a gravestone for you. Meteorites are very valuable. If they're expensive, I think we could even buy our New Moon Nation. But I don't know if this one is expensive or not. Anyway, you're the first one to use meteorites to make a gravestone. What do you call this? Using stars from the sky to make gravestones. We're just being classy!"

"Don't worry, it's not the one that hits you. I'm not that stupid."

"I'll talk to your family later and pick another one from your Zhang family. Don't worry, you have made contributions to our New Moon Country and our Moon Camp, and everyone will not forget you. Every year during the Qingming Festival, we will arrange for your family to come over to sweep the tombs and worship the ancestors. If that doesn't work, I'll come by myself."

"But we can't burn it here, so we can only do it as a token of our appreciation. After all, we have to pay attention to the environment..."

Xu Damao talked on and on for a long time until he could no longer breathe and then he fell silent.

Finally, a stone slab was erected. Xu Damao carved the word "Zhang" on it with his fingers and inserted it in front of the grave.

Birth, aging, sickness and death, sometimes they happen so suddenly.

After returning to the greenhouse, Chen Boan patted him on the shoulder and said that everyone had already prepared themselves mentally to die on the moon. It was an honor for them to work for the Immortal Xu and to be buried on the moon, so they should not mind it.

After going to Madagascar Crescent Kingdom, Xu Damao found the Zhang family and explained the situation. Their family members were not sad. Although they shed some tears, they felt that they had helped the immortal Xu and were qualified to be buried on the moon, so everyone was more happy.

The 73-year-old man was the first to be buried on the moon. The grave was dug and the tombstone carved by the immortal Xu himself, and the meteorite (stars in the sky) was used as the grave mound to press the paper stone. What a great honor it is!

Just ask the emperors, kings and other leaders of Madagascar, whether they have had such an honor? !

Then, the Zhang family will set up a buffet...

Xu Damao couldn't understand it, this was a human life!

However, Li Mingmei explained that being over 70 years old is considered advanced age in this era and it was a happy funeral.

Moreover, they have lived in Madagascar for nearly a hundred years, and have seen even more outrageous things. "Laughing burials" are popular on the island of Madagascar. They believe that death is an ascension to a better world, so no crying can be heard at the funeral, but relatives, friends and villagers can be seen singing and dancing around the coffin to express their love for the deceased.

Not only that, the local Malaga people in Madagascar also have the funeral tradition of Famadihana (Corpse Turning Festival). People will dig up their buried ancestors from their graves, and then carry them to the streets to sing and dance, and some even hire bands to entertain them.

So death is not sad for them.

Xu Damao opened his eyes wide - how the hell is this possible? !

He dug up his own ancestors' graves, not even leaving their bodies behind?

Aren't you afraid of creating a zombie or something?

OK! You guys are awesome!

Next time you have trouble, I will arrange for black people to carry the coffin for you!

Finally, a strong man was chosen from the Zhang family, who was the grandson of Grandpa Zhang, and was taken to the moon.

This is within the system acceptance rules. If one person dies, another can be replaced, and the acceptance number of days will be increased by 1.

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The next day, Thursday, Xu Damao was woken up by his second uncle early in the morning.

His eyes were red as he stood in front of Xu Damao: "Da Mao, I won't say anything else. I'll show you off!"

Then he gulped down a bottle of Lotus White and showed it off? !

The big guys didn't react in time and failed to stop it.

Xu Damao was speechless, and asked Liu Guangqi, Guangtian and Auntie Yi to pull Liu Haizhong to induce vomiting. How old are they, and why are they still making such a fuss?

It looks like I won't be able to go to work today. After Liu Guangqi sent Liu Haizhong home, he came over again. Fortunately, it was too early in the morning, there were not many people in the backyard, and the noise was not too loud.

Liu Guangqi smiled awkwardly: "Da Mao, you know my dad, I'm sorry to embarrass you."

As he said this, he went into the house and took out the money he had prepared.

"This thousand yuan is for buying a workstation. Regardless of whether it can be transferred to a cadre position in the end, our family will accept your kindness."

"My dad also said that in the future in the compound, if you say one thing, he will never say another. Our whole family believes this."

Xu Damao waved his hand and said, "Take the money yourself. When you get to the factory, Director Li will give you the exact amount. I really don't have a single workstation here."

In fact, he has 5 workstations, but he "gave" them all to Director Li to manage, otherwise it would be too troublesome.

As for the money, it will eventually come back to me, but it doesn't matter whether it goes to Lao Li or me. To be honest, the purchasing power of one thousand yuan is not as good as what he gets from buying goods at Madajia. If I'm short of money, I can find Lao Li, my cheap father-in-law, or my wife.

What he lacks are coarse grains and bills. Bills are easy to deal with, but there is not much coarse grains left from Old Li now.

"Forget it, I'll just send Shang Guangtian off to the west and ask him to go to the factory with us." Xu Damao thought about it. Now the official salary of a worker is 600 yuan, and it can usually be sold for 800 yuan on the black market.

Even though he knew it was just a worker's position and might not be able to be converted into a cadre position, Liu Haizhong still took out one thousand yuan and drank a pound of liquor in front of him. His attitude was already very good.

It seems that it is good for Liu Guangqi to stay, at least Fatty Liu won't do anything stupid.

It's better than Yan Bugui coming here with two hundred yuan to look for a job, and then gathering everyone to force him to abdicate when it fails, right?

You're scheming all day long, and you never learn your lesson, right?

"Ah?" Liu Guangqi was confused. Why did Xu Damao want to bring Guangtian along?

"Let him pick an apprenticeship for projectionist or speaker factory. I'll give this position away for free!"