Chapter 651

"Who said that Mr. Wu was not good to me? Don't look at junior high school. Mr. Wu often criticized me and punished me. In fact, he was good for me, but I was too naughty. He was very tough."

Ye Rongrong said. Recalling the head teacher Wu in junior high school, ye Rongrong sincerely appreciates her. If she didn't often control herself, ye Rongrong suspects that he will be sent to prison sooner or later if he fights with others.

"If you think so, I think Mr. Wu will be very happy to know."

Chen haishao said with emotion. Who would have thought that the worst students in the junior high school class still remember the kindness of their teachers!

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After hanging up Chen haishao's phone, ye Rongrong thought about it and called Dai Wanli, who is now working in the provincial capital.

"Brother glory, why do you call me at this time?" Dai Wanli's gloomy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter?" Ye Guangrong asked suspiciously.

"Brother glory, I'm not like you. I'm a landlord now. I don't have to work. I have to teach students during the day."

Dai Wanli said. It turns out that when ye Rongrong called, it was Dai Wanli's class time. During the class, Dai Wanli would turn off the ring of his mobile phone and turn it to vibration.

But in today's class, Dai Wanli forgot about it. As a result, ye Rongrong called and his mobile phone rang.

The most depressing thing for Dai Wanli is that his mobile phone ringtone is "wife is the biggest", which makes the students in the class listen to it without making fun of his wife fearing teacher.

You know, today's college students are not afraid of teachers. The relationship between students and teachers can be said to be teacher-student relationship or friend relationship. Sometimes, everyone is not big or small.

How shameless it is for a teacher to be teased by students as a man who is afraid of his wife.

"Oh, I forgot that you are a teacher. I'm interrupting your class."

Ye Rongrong said. It's really unpredictable. In junior high school, Dai Wanli and I were regarded as "poor students" and "poor students" by teachers.

But who would have thought that in more than ten years' time, no matter he or Dai Wanli, he would become a model teacher.

I don't know how those teachers and students in junior high school would feel when they knew that they had become a visiting professor of southern Zhejiang University and Dai Wanli had also become a teacher of southern Zhejiang University.

"Brother glory, what can I do for you?" Dai Wanli asked.

"Teacher Wu, our junior high school head teacher, has passed away. Do you want to attend her funeral?" Ye Guangrong asked.

"Teacher Wu passed away? Isn't she quite young? I don't think it's more than sixty. How did I die? " Dai Wanli asked unexpectedly.

In junior high school, like Ye Rongrong, Dai Wanli was a famous poor student in his class. He was also taught and punished by the head teacher, Mr. Wu. Therefore, he was very impressed by the head teacher, Mr. Wu.

Maybe the poor students are impressed by the teachers who have disciplined them in their study time.

"I was born with liver cancer."

Ye Rongrong said a little deeply. After all, once the teacher died, ye Guangrong was also silent. People are sentimental creatures. As long as they get along with each other, no matter how long the time goes by, when they suddenly hear that the other party has passed away, they will feel heavy in their hearts, let alone once the teacher.

"Oh, when is the funeral? Begonia and I will go."

Dai Wanli said. Like Ye Guangrong, Dai Wanli, who knew his teacher had passed away, would still attend his teacher's funeral as a former student and give his teacher the last leg.

"I don't know exactly which day I will be buried. I'll be there tomorrow. When I ask about the specific time, I'll let you know." Ye Rongrong said.

"Well, brother glory, you give me the red envelope first, and I'll return it to you when I go back."

Dai Wanli said. In China, the "wedding and funeral" are all red envelopes, which is an important part of human relations.

In this area of coco Prefecture, we attach great importance to it. Moreover, the red envelopes for human relations are very large. Some of the red envelopes for one year's human relations even account for more than one third of a family's income.

In addition, there is a very bad custom in Wen Zhou, which is to add a little bit. For example, when you celebrate your 30th birthday, whether you hold a banquet or not, your close relatives and friends will give you a red envelope.

In the rural area of Wen Zhou, when you celebrate your 30th birthday, your close relative Bao Hong usually needs thousands of red envelopes. If the other person gives you a thousand red envelopes, when he is 30 years old (or 40 years old, of course, he will give a gift every ten years), you have to add 200 to the one thousand. If this cycle goes on, the red envelopes will become thicker and thicker, and the burden of the family will become heavier and heavier The heavier it is.

In coco state, many families with ordinary family conditions sometimes have to borrow their wallets and red envelopes to maintain human relations.

"Good."

Ye Rongrong agreed. For ye Rongrong now, money is no longer a problem."Husband, who passed away?"

Liu Qingqing didn't listen very clearly. She couldn't help but ask.

"She was my head teacher in junior high school. She died of cancer."

Ye Rongrong said. Although the teacher's death made Ye Guangrong feel uncomfortable, it didn't affect him much. After all, he was not a close relative, and he didn't have the pain of losing a close relative.

"Oh."

Liu Qingqing answered and stopped asking. After all, death is not a good thing. Don't mention it often. It's easy to make people sad.

"Wife, do we have white bags at home?"

Ye Guangrong asked. This red envelope must be wrapped with red envelope. It seems to be festive and colorful. No one pays directly, so it seems to be ignorant. However, the red envelope for the funeral is wrapped in white or light yellow envelope instead of red envelope.

"Yes, I'll get it right away."

Liu Qingqing said. Red envelopes and white envelopes are all available in rural families. After all, they can be used to make red envelopes when there is a wedding or a wedding.

However, Liu Qingqing is dealing with all the human relations in the village. Ye Guangrong usually doesn't pay much attention to them. When others ask him to drink, he goes to drink. As for how many red envelopes he needs, Liu Qingqing will send them in advance.

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Mr. Wu's home lives in Kuocang town. When ye Rongrong drove an Audi Q7 to Mr. Wu's home, a large tent had been built at her door.

You know, in coco state, when people die, it can be said that it's the busiest time in his life. He didn't even get married.

Sometimes, we have to say that people are very sad. When they are alive, they don't know how to be filial to the old people. When they die, they organize funerals to show their filial piety. It's sad.

"Who are you?"

Mr. Wu's husband looks at Ye Guangrong who walks into the Lingtang suspiciously. Mr. Wu's husband didn't feel too sad. After all, since he knew that his wife was suffering from cancer, his family had been prepared.

Teacher Wu's death, to a certain extent, is a relief for teacher Wu and his family.

After all, they are all ordinary people, so they can't afford high medical expenses. Although they have good medical benefits as teachers, they often need expensive imported drugs to treat cancer, which are not included in the reimbursement.

For Miss Wu's family, it can be said that she has spent almost all of her family's savings. Fortunately, her two sons and one daughter are still very filial and willing to spend money on treating her mother's illness. Even though she knows that if she can't cure the disease, she will only waste money, so the family still takes it out to treat Miss Wu's illness.

He even borrowed money from relatives and friends to treat Mr. Wu.

Looking at the thousands of people in his family spend on his incurable disease every day, teacher Wu is also very painful. He gives up treatment several times and is stopped by his family.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Mr. Wu's family will not give up.

Now that Miss Wu has gone, she is happy to have such filial piety to her children, which is also worth it.

I left quietly, and no longer give my children a big package, a big burden.

For Miss Wu's children, they have done their best to be filial and worthy of their hearts. The departure of their mother is a relief for them.

After all, the children have all kinds of families and their own children. They are not rich and have to cultivate their own children. They can't afford the high medical expenses.

I have to say that poor people don't get sick, and it's not unreasonable that they don't want to be filial to their parents after a long illness. Most of the time, it's not that their children don't want to be filial to their parents, but because of the pressure of economic conditions, they can't be filial at all. They can't support their own children. How can they care for the elderly.

"Mr. Wang, I'm Ye Rongrong. When I was in junior high school, I was a student of Mr. Wu." Ye Rongrong said to the old man in front of him.

This teacher Wang, when ye Rongrong was in junior high school, was a Chinese teacher in junior high school and the husband of Wu, ye Rongrong's head teacher.

Ye Rongrong is still very impressed with him, but after more than ten years, Mr. Wang, who used to be a black haired teacher, is now a white old man.

It is inevitable that anyone will grow old and die.

I don't know why I came here today, looking at the white cloth standing at the door and the mourning words on the electronic display screen.

Ye Guangrong always thinks about people's life, old age, illness and death, and has some deep feelings.

"Are you ye Guangrong?"

Mr. Wang asked in some surprise. After all, in junior high school, ye Guangrong, the poor student in his wife's class, and Mr. Wang were also impressed.

Fight, fight, poor school performance, often truant, let his wife, every time after school to go home, there are some complaints, always say whether he did something wrong in his previous life, arrange such a student, torture himself.

But who would have thought that when his wife passed away, the first person who came to see her turned out to be this kind of student who made her headache and dislike most in junior high school.None of the "good students" she cared for and liked so much have come yet.

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