learning to be human every day

Eat, drink and enjoy the scenery along the way, and wandered to Xinhe Station just after nine o'clock in the morning.

Xinhe is a small city, no obvious changes can be seen every year when I come back, it is not the same as the prosperity of Rongjiang City.

Xia Yun moved his hands and feet a few times on the platform, his nose moved, and he smelled a warm and sweet fragrance.

Lu Yuanfei bought him roasted sweet potatoes and fried chestnuts and told him to eat them while they were still hot.

The two stopped a taxi in the square in front of the station and went straight to the cemetery.

The cemetery is even more depressed in winter, with dense cypress trees, residual snow on the side of the path, and numerous stone monuments, silently looking at the two unexpected visitors.

There is a small shop selling sacrifices at the door. Although burning sacrifices is not allowed now, incense candles, paper wax and so on cannot be sold, but selling flowers can still make a living.

Paper flowers, silk flowers, and plastic flowers are all available, as well as a complete set of wine, food, and fresh fruits. Small plates and small bowls are placed in a basket, which is convenient and simple.

Those who are more particular will choose the flowers grown in the greenhouse, bundle them into bunches and put them in foam boxes.

Xia Yunze had a good nose, and smelled the fragrance of flowers as soon as he entered the door, and then this guy who thought it was a waste of money to buy snacks on the train, insisted on picking a bunch of white chrysanthemums that were ten times more expensive than paper flowers.

Lu Yuanfei didn't understand why this thing that would wither in the cold wind was so much more expensive than plastic flowers that would stay beautiful forever, but he never cared about it, and if he could make the little coach happy, it was worth the money.

When the boss saw that he was being taken advantage of, he took out a black card issued by Tiandi Bank, which was full of hype and sincerity.

"Paper money and ingots are not allowed to be burned now, and it's not convenient for the ancestors to bring so much cash when they go out, right?" The boss opened the lid of the box to let them see the ingredient list, "This card, made of glutinous rice paper, is melted into wine and poured. Just go down, no need to burn or burn, pure natural green and pollution-free, unlimited credit, and it will be more face-saving when the ancestors shop and take it out, right?"

Xia Yun was stunned by him, lamenting that the masters are among the people, and the sales ability has been pulled to the top, and the cards in stock are not enough for him to sell in a day.

In her previous life, she was raised as a girl. Although her skirt was lifted, she was restrained for a long time, and it was subtly affected. There was some feudal poison in her head. She always wanted to be perfect and likable in front of her "in-law's family".

Uh... now, in this situation, it should probably be replaced with "to please ghosts".

Lu Yuanfei is a staunch atheist. He believes that death is nothing, and that "knowledge under the spring" and "reincarnation" are all nonsense. Sacrifice and sweeping are nothing but the remembrance and grief of the living. It's an IQ tax.

As a result, he pays the IQ tax willingly now, as if he was affected by the attitude of the young coach for granted, and even the materialistic values ​​that he has believed in for many years are a little shaken.

They walked in with a bunch of things, the stone path was empty, the footsteps echoed faintly, the air was cold and stagnant, as if the wind had stopped.

In this solemn atmosphere, Lu Yuanfei always felt comfortable to say something. He turned his head and asked the people around him: "Do you really believe that after death, there is still a soul?"

Xia Yun held the bouquet solemnly, looked up at him, and replied without thinking: "Of course."

Otherwise, how to explain him as a paratrooper who resurrected from a dead body?

Lu Yuanfei still didn't believe it, but at this moment, the scene was eye-catching and hurtful, and he didn't have a low EQ to explain the facts to the little coach on the spot.

Lu's parents were buried together, and there was a black and white group photo embedded on the tombstone, which he took from the marriage certificate back then. The people in the photo smiled side by side, and the time was forever frozen in the beautiful youth.

Lu Yuanfei closed his eyes and suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

If people really have souls after death, it should be what they were like before they were alive, right?

It shouldn't be as dilapidated as those two charred corpses.

He tried to think of his parents in high spirits and high spirits.

The two are always busy. Starting from nothing, they set up a small factory with more than a dozen workers. They have to deal with supervision and develop the market. They earn a little money and invest in it. It is hard work and fulfilling. , it's better to sell the factory and enjoy the blessings earlier, but it turns out to be noisy, but it gets better and better.

My son has been neglected in discipline but has never grown crooked. He has been independent since he was a child and has excellent self-discipline, but his temper is not very good. He is a violent young man with abundant mental and physical strength but no patience.

At that time, his parents still thought that it must be the lack of care in the process of growing up that made him feel like he was eating dynamite all day long. They also optimistically believed that if they spend more time with him after the busy period, he will be able to overcome these small problems of youth rebellion.

It's a pity that they didn't finish their work for a while, and left him forever with a promise that could not be fulfilled.

It must be a pity for them not to see him grow from a powder keg to an indomitable man.

From this point of view, Lu Yuanfei hoped that people would really have a soul after death, but on second thought, after death, there are still so many bad things in the world to be seen, and this soul is not as good as going back.

Xia Yun put flowers in front of the tombstone, set out wine and food, dipped the black card of the underworld into the wine and slowly melted it.

The hands-free shopkeeper who doesn't even like to wash the dishes at home is rarely busy working in person.

A smile flashed in Lu Yuanfei's eyes, thinking that if this scene was put in a TV series, he would cry at the tombstone and tell his parents that he found the most virtuous son-in-law in the world.

However, he is still a rock-solid materialist warrior, neither does he believe in a soul, nor is he ashamed to speak those nasty words to the tombstone.

It's better to tell someone who can still hear it over and over again.

Xia Yun spilled the wine, and suddenly bent his legs, as if he was going to squat down, but he grabbed the tombstone halfway and stopped his figure abruptly.

"Yunze?" Lu Yuanfei quickly supported him, "Is it cold? Are you still tired?"

Xia Yun stood up slowly with a strange expression, pushed his hand away, and bowed three times respectfully to the tombstone.

He couldn't explain to Lu Yuanfei that he originally planned to pay respects, but fortunately, he suddenly remembered that the ceremony of kneeling has already become the dust of history, not to mention that he really wants to follow the ancient rituals, he is a wicked ruling class, he only worships the father of heaven and earth, and kowtows to his son-in-law's parents I'm afraid it will ruin their blessings.

There is a god in the air, but Xia Yunze always stepped on Lu Yuanfei's itchy spots and tried frantically, but he didn't dare to rush to death on such important matters.

It's better to take pity on the person in front of you, give him a lot of love, and help him make a lot of money.

After bowing, he took Lu Yuanfei's hand and said softly, "Don't be sad, your parents must be watching you from heaven."

Lu Yuanfei: ...That's not necessary.

He doesn't really want such a tight parent-child relationship, and with his parents' vigorous careerism, it is estimated that he can manage well in the underworld, so he has no time to watch his own son.

Lu Yuanfei felt relieved when he thought about it. Seeing the sun move overhead, he took his little coach and left the cemetery. He was going to go to the city center to taste local specialties, and then take a green leather car to wander home at night.

"You must buy enough dry food." Xia Yunze felt heartbroken when he thought of the price on the car, as if he was cutting his flesh, "Even if you don't have children, you must be diligent and thrifty."

If Lu Yuanfei had to raise a child to understand the preciousness of food, then he would not mind sacrificing himself and calling his boyfriend daddy.

Xinhe No. [-] is Lu Yuanfei's alma mater, and outside the door is a snack street that nourished his entire childhood. Later, he moved to Rongjiang City to attend junior high school.

At that time, his parents had a good relationship with relatives, and annual gifts were generous every year. His son was a treasure wherever he went, and he would treat him wholeheartedly when he went to eat and live in various houses.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, he cut off contact with his relatives, and didn't visit the house to make fun of himself.

After so many years, many old shops in the food street are still operating, and they can be called the hard-working business of primary school students.

Lu Yuanfei took him to eat from the street to the end of the street, and Xia Yun's belly was round after eating, and he was reluctant to leave after packing a lot, wanting to take a walk to digest food and eat again.

Lu Yuanfei asked him to see that the time was almost four o'clock, while Xia Yun wiped the oil from his mouth and asked puzzledly, "The train doesn't leave until seven o'clock, what's the hurry?"

Lu Yuanfei reached out and tapped his elm head, telling him to look towards the gate of the primary school, and asked, "Don't you think there are more and more people?"

"It seems to be like this." Xia Yunze glanced over absently, then turned around, "The boss has another box of cuttlefish balls."

Lu Yuanfei was speechless, and reminded him that a group of elementary school students would swarm out in a short time, together with the parents picking up the children, the street would be blocked.

Xia Yun suddenly realized, and lowered his head in shame.

Gained new knowledge points!Why is this unlucky world full of traps?

Lu Yuanfei took the cuttlefish balls and laughed at him: "You want to say that you have been a primary school student for many years, so you forgot the end of school time?"

Xia Yun rubbed his toes on the ground, and said guiltily, "I can't help you if you think so."

Seeing more and more private cars and battery cars gathering on the street, the two of them planned to retreat first, but just as they reached the street corner, they suddenly heard someone yelling, "Far from? Is it Far?"

Lu Yuanfei looked back, and an old aunt walked up to him, adjusted her glasses, and said pleasantly, "Oh, it's really you? I just looked like it, but I didn't dare to recognize it."

It was rare for Lu Yuanfei to show a surprised expression in front of outsiders. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly, "Aunt Gui?"

The other party slapped his thigh: "Isn't it me!"

"This is Aunt Gui, my old neighbor." Lu Yuanfei introduced to Xia Yunze, "Aunt Gui, my friend Xiao Xia, came back with me to visit the grave."

Aunt Gui took his arm and looked left and right, her expression was both gratified and sad, the corners of her eyes were wet, she murmured: "My good boy, I have wronged you all these years, that uncle of yours... hey, what a crime!"

These old neighbors watched Lu Yuanfei grow up. Later, when Lu's family moved to Rongjiang City, the child would come back to visit them from time to time. Who knew that his parents said no, so the old neighbors helped to take care of the funeral. , but it is really hard to get in the way when relatives are fighting for property.

After so many years, I still sigh when I mention it, but instead Lu Yuanfei wants to comfort her, asking how she is and how is her family?

"I'll pick up my eldest grandson from school." Aunt Gui wiped the corners of her eyes, a kind smile appeared on her fat face, she looked at him as if she was still looking at the child who hadn't grown up, she moved closer, mysteriously He warned: "Let me tell you, that uncle of yours is not a good guy. If he comes to you, don't talk to him."

Xia Yun smelled an unusual smell, held his breath and listened quietly. Sure enough, the old lady began to gossip: "His company has been doing well for a few years, but now it's not doing well, so it's time to fire him before the Chinese New Year." A group of old workers, how many people have poked their backs!"

Lu Yuanfei responded a few times, but didn't take it seriously, thinking that it had nothing to do with him, but he could understand why his uncle sent his cousin's art exam to stay with him instead of staying in a hotel.

"You!" Aunt Gui raised her hand to poke him on the forehead, but she couldn't reach it, so she had to give up, "Don't be so impulsive like back then, your uncle brought some appraisal company to your old house to look at it last month! "

Depend on!Xia Yun almost breathed out the fragrance.

The drama of relatives competing for production has not ended after ten years?

No one hurts to bully his brother!