Chapter 653

"Ye Guangrong presented eight hundred and two hundred and Dai Wanli presented eight hundred and two hundred."

The person who received the gift money recorded it in the book, took six hundred and two from the red envelope and returned it to Ye Guangrong. This is called "Huili" in the area of coco state, which means there is a future.

Another person on the side gives Ye Guangrong two packets of Chinese cigarettes. In China, red and white weddings can't do without cigarettes. As long as you have a red envelope, you will get a packet of cigarettes.

Generally, the eyes of red envelope wedding are Chinese cigarettes. After all, in the eyes of rural people, the grade of Chinese cigarettes is the highest.

After asking about the specific time of Mr. Wu's funeral, ye Rongrong called Dai Wanli, spoke to Mr. Wang and drove back.

After all, it's a long way from the time when Miss Wu was buried. Just wait for the day of the funeral to come to the funeral and send Miss Wu for the last journey.

April 21, March 15 of the lunar calendar, Thursday, and the Yellow calendar are suitable for collecting, offering sacrifices, praying for blessings, giving birth to children, fasting, traveling, setting up foundations, burying and burial.

Mr. Wu's funeral is scheduled for today, because most funerals have to get up early, so ye Rongrong had breakfast in the morning and drove to Mr. Wu's home.

Although it's just over seven o'clock, there are many people in Miss Wu's family and a band. In the past, dead people in the countryside were invited to play, play and sing. But with the development of economy, the funeral is becoming more and more luxurious. If you don't have luxury, you will be told.

Mr. Wu's family invited three bands and a group of people to play, play and sing this time. Ye Rongrong estimated that the expenses of this band alone would be more than 20000.

Because there are so many people, Mr. Wu's family certainly can't have time to greet the guests. Ye Rongrong casually finds a stool to sit down, because it's close to him and comes early. Ye Rongrong is the earliest of his classmates. Dai Wanli, his wife and Chen haishao haven't arrived yet.

Ye Rongrong didn't have any familiar people to talk to, so he sat quietly and watched the guests coming. Some of them were familiar, but they didn't say hello for many years, and ye Rongrong was lazy to say hello.

"Are you ye Guangrong?"

A white old man came to Ye Rongrong and looked at him and said.

"You are President Zhang

Ye Rongrong looks at the old man who called himself white and looks for the impression from his memory. He remembers that this old man was the principal of junior high school.

That is the headmaster Zhang who caught Ye Rongrong and Wen Haitang eating a bowl of dumplings.

"I didn't expect you to come to Miss Wu's funeral." Principal Zhang looked at Ye Rongrong unexpectedly and said.

President Zhang was really impressed by Ye Rongrong. After all, ye Rongrong was the most troublesome student for teachers and school leaders in junior high school at that time. He often fought and studied badly.

Therefore, president Zhang insisted that ye Guangrong and Huang Haitang eat the same bowl of dumplings, and he wanted to expel Ye Guangrong.

But now that he is old, president Zhang regrets his behavior. After all, ye Guangrong and them were still children at that time. If he fired them, he was ruining their future and life.

"Miss Wu is my head teacher. I'm sure I'll come to her funeral."

Ye Rongrong said. Time can dilute a lot of things. In the past, ye Rongrong resented president Zhang, who forced Huang Haitang away and punished him for staying in school.

But more than ten years later, this resentment has long been forgotten. Looking at the white headmaster Zhang, I can't see the old man who was so full of spirit and high spirits more than ten years ago. He was just old and had to walk with a crutch.

"Hello, I still remember Miss Wu."

President Zhang said with emotion. As a teacher, as a headmaster, headmaster Zhang really has feelings. Headmaster Zhang has been a teacher for more than ten years. He didn't realize a truth until he was old.

Good students may not be able to remember the teacher's good, but those who study poorly and are not valued by the teacher remember the teacher instead.

Not to mention anything else, when we met on the road, those "poor students" who used to remember their teachers and would greet them warmly.

But the "good students" in the eyes of the former teachers and the students whom the teachers try to cultivate, many of them forget their teachers. Even when they meet on the road, they are just like strangers. They will not say hello to the former teachers.

"Headmaster, are you all right?" Ye Guangrong asked.

"It's OK. I'm old and can't walk any more. I just didn't expect that young teacher Wu would walk in front of me." President Zhang said with emotion.

"Things are hard to predict. Who can say that clearly?"

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said. No one can escape from life, old age, illness and death. They just die early and late.

"Yes, now I think about how I dealt with you and Huang Haitang. It's really a little too much. I'm more relieved to see that you're doing well now." Zhang said apologetically.

"Headmaster, you are serious. The past is over, so don't mention it. Now both me and Wen Haitang have a good life."Ye Rongrong shook his head and said. Looking at the white hair. The wrinkled headmaster Zhang, ye Rongrong, of course, does not need him to apologize to himself, nor does he need to ask a 70 year old man to apologize to himself.

According to the people in the countryside, the old man apologizes to the young man, but the young man has to die.

"What are you doing now?" Principal Zhang asked.

"I'm farming at home now." Ye Rongrong said.

"That's good. I'm already a small boss."

Zhang said happily. For principals and teachers, whether they are good students or bad students, as long as they are their own students, they all hope that they will have a good life.

"Headmaster, you're joking. You're just making money." Ye Rongrong said.

"Have you bought a car yet?"

In the view of the old people of president Zhang's age, whether his students are doing well depends on whether he has bought a car. As for the quality of the car, they don't care very much. After all, in the view of the old people of their age, no matter how bad the students are, they can't be any worse.

"Yes, that's the car."

Ye Rongrong said, pointing to the Audi Q7 not far away. Among so many domestic cars, ye Rongrong's Audi Q7 is particularly conspicuous. Many passers-by can't help looking at it.

"Yes, it's a big car."

Zhang said. After all, they are all in their seventies. Their eyes are dim. Where can I see the quality of Qingye glory's car? I know ye glory's car is very big.

"Brother glory."

Just as ye Rongrong and president Zhang were chatting at the door of Mr. Wang's next door, Wen Haitang and Dai Wanli also took a taxi.

"Here you are

Ye Rongrong looks at Wen Haitang and Dai Wanli and says.

"I came here by train in the morning. Fortunately, I was not late. I caught up with the last journey to Miss Wu." Wen Haitang said.

"Are you Mr. Wu's students, too?"

Principal Zhang asked, looking at Dai Wanli and Wen Haitang suspiciously. After all, they are all 70 years old. Their memory is not as good as before. They have no impression of Dai Wanli and Wen Haitang.

After all, they were not as famous as ye Rongrong when they were in junior high school. When ye Rongrong was in junior high school, it was common for him to fight and fight. He was called to the headmaster's office to talk every two days. Of course, headmaster Zhang was deeply impressed by Ye Rongrong.

Other students, just like those taught by President Zhang, are not particularly outstanding. President Zhang can't remember them. After all, in the past few decades, there are at least tens of thousands of students who have experienced by President Zhang. Who can remember a few.

That is to say, ye Rongrong is quite outstanding. He is a very few outstanding students who are famous for fighting in his life when principal Zhang is a teacher, so I remember them very clearly.

"Hello, headmaster Zhang. I'm Dai Wanli and this is my wife, Wen Haitang."

Dai Wanli said. Although this principal Zhang is much older than before, Dai Wanli recognized this old man at a glance, that is, he was the principal in junior high school.

"You are all good students. You can come to see Miss Wu off. I think Miss Wu will be very happy. What are you doing now?" Principal Zhang asked.

"Haitang and I are both teachers in southern Zhejiang University." Dai Wanli said.

"University teacher, good, promising."

Zhang said happily. Although there are a lot of students coming out of the junior high school in the countryside, there are not many who can be teachers in the University.

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Soon, Chen haishao also came, and with Chen haishao came a female classmate from ye Rongrong's junior high school, but ye Rongrong basically had no impression.

Funeral is to choose a good time and auspicious time, 8:30 is to choose a good time and auspicious time for funeral, no matter whether there are guests coming or not, this time will be the funeral.

With the music of class four, everyone is ready to go.

"Do you take my car?"

Ye Rongrong asks Chen haishao. In the area of Wen Zhou, funeral is not directly to the cemetery on the mountain. It's a long way to go before going to the mountain for burial.

In general, the funeral route requires that you pass through your close relatives, such as your son's or daughter's home. Of course, if your son's or daughter's home is far away, you don't have to pass through their home.

But no matter what, we must make a big detour to let the people along the way know that the funeral is the last time for the dead old man.

If you walk by foot, it will take at least half an hour. If you have a long way to go, it will take several hours.

So as long as they are not close relatives and don't need to follow the hearse, people who have a car will follow them.

If an old man dies, the more vehicles there are in the funeral procession, the more luxurious the vehicles are. It seems that the family members are very rich, which is the envy of people all the way.

"Is this your car?"

Dai Wanli looked at the Audi Q7 in front of him in surprise and asked Ye Rongrong. After all, Audi Q7 is a luxury car of hundreds. Dai Wanli never thought that ye Guangrong could afford such a luxury car.~~~~

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