"I'll have to go to the cemetery in a while, you carry the banner and walk in front, Qiang Qiang holds the photo behind you, and then the coffin is carried behind, I'll explain to you first, if you don't understand, ask someone, but don't go wrong." After eating, Zhou Wenwu pulled Zhou Chong aside and arranged.

Zhou Chong didn't know what he was going to do, but when he heard Zhou Wenwu say this, his scalp was numb, and there were a lot of rules like this.

The funeral is usually in the afternoon, and now the burial is a little different from before, in the past, the sun had to set, and the coffin had to fall into the ground, but now it is as long as it is in the afternoon, and you can go to the cemetery after lunch.

The person who carries the coffin is eight before and after eight, a total of sixteen people carry, a coffin weighs seven or eight hundred pounds, even if it is sixteen people, it is extremely difficult, the coffin is tied with a very thick brown rope, and the stick that carries the coffin is also extremely thick, about the same thickness as an adult's arm.

The coffin was up, and the suona sounded.

The sound of firecrackers, suona, and the sound of guns in the air sounded in unison.

From Zhou's house to the cemetery, it is estimated that there must be two miles of land, the coffin does not fall to the ground, and the suona does not stop.

The rules of Jinbei, every time you encounter an intersection, you have to put a string of firecrackers, with a volley of gunfire, and a burst of volley, from the Zhou family to the cemetery There are a total of three intersections, firecrackers are set off three times, the guns are fired three times, and the suona blows all the way.

It wasn't until they entered the cemetery that the coffin fell to the ground and the suona stopped.

Zhou Chong placed the urn in front of the coffin and took one last look at the people buried in the land.

"Dad, you're home, you can rest in peace. ”

"This is the land that grandpa left for you, he misses you, you have been thinking about your homeland all your life, and now you can leave with peace of mind. ”

"Needless to say, you've been tired all your life, and now you can have a good rest. ”

The person who added the soil was Zhou Wenwu.

With the laying of waves of soil, a round mound rose, which was the last destination of Zhou Wenbin's life and the last persistence of his fallen leaves and roots.

Now, the people in the coffin can finally return to their roots and settle into the ground.

Zhou Chong knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times.

Kneel, pregnant and guarded.

Two kneeling, breastfeeding and nurturing.

Kneel three times, swallow bitterness and spit out Ganen.

You welcomed my birth, but I sent you your last journey.

Your path is over, but my path is the beginning.

In life, there will be a parting for everything.

Sooner or later.

Jinbei Medical College is located in the downtown area of Jinbei City, there is a small downtown at the door, all kinds of vendors pushing small stalls are staring at the gate, just waiting for the sound of "bell ......", they shout loudly and sell all kinds of food on their stalls.

"Pancake Fruit......

"Soy milk, the soy milk that has just been ground in the morning, is fragrant and sweet......"

"Meat buns...... White and fat meat buns, pork and green onion filling, seven cents one, two pieces to take a piece!"

Just after nine o'clock, as soon as the first class of the morning ended, students came out of the school gate to have a late breakfast.

"Auntie, bring me five buns, a cup of soy milk, and after listening to a morning class, my stomach is hungry. ”

"Two steamed buns with tofu skin!

"Auntie, don't have green onions for the pancakes, add more spicy!

Zhou Chong wore a dark purple down jacket and stood at the school gate with a suitcase, he was no different from before, except that there was an extra string of wood-colored beads on the wrist of the bag, which looked more Buddhist.

The large vermilion iron door was open, and from time to time a student walked in front of him with breakfast in his hand, casting curious glances at this person who was incompatible with Jinbei.

"Hey, what are you doing here, what are you doing here?"

"Are you a student here?"

The man who watched the school gate was an old man, about fifty years old, wearing an army-green cotton jacket, an army-green hat, and even his shoes were army-green.

He had his hands on his hands, his back was a little hunched, his face was wrinkled, and he spoke with a bit of a fierce look.

"I'm here to report today. Zhou Chong was carrying his bag, and his face was still expressionless.

"Today's report?"

"It's been more than a month since school started, right?" the uncle clasped his hand, looking surprised.

"Hmm. Zhou Chong nodded.

"You're not from Jinbei, are you?" the uncle swept Zhou Chong up and down: "Where did you get the test?"

"Jiang City. Zhou Chong replied.

"Huh?" This time it was the uncle's turn to be surprised again: "Jiangshi's report here? It's not wrong, right?" "In a metropolis like Jiangshi, what kind of school doesn't have it? How many people are eager to go to school in Jiangshi, but it is the first time that a student from Jiangshi has come to Jinbei."

"That's right. Zhou Chong lowered his eyelids and replied softly. "My hometown is from Jinbei. ”

"Oh! No wonder. The uncle nodded, but stopped inquiring.

Jinbei Medical College is not very big, but it has been standing in Jinbei for some years, the teaching building is three-storey, the white ash on the wall has fallen off, and the road is full of sycamores. Because it was winter, the plane trees were bare, and only ivy remained in the green that could be seen all the way.

The registration office for the first year is in the Academic Affairs Office, which is a small building with a two-story corridor, and the office of the director of the Academic Affairs Office is next to the staircase, which is a small room.

The room is quite simple, with only a desk and two stools, an office computer on the table, and a bookshelf against the wall in the corner.

The director is a middle-aged bald man in his forties, slightly chubby, not tall, with gold-framed glasses on his nose, which is very marked.

Report. Zhou Chong knocked on the door three times, one light and two heavy.

"Enter!"

The director looked at a tall young man with a bag and stood at the door, a little stunned.

"Little classmate, what are you doing?"

"I'm here to report. Zhou Chong looked at the man's crossed waist, and his face was still calm.

"Report?"

"Make no mistake, right? It's been more than a month since school started. The director put down his work and looked at the person at the door.

"Probably not. Zhou Chong replied softly, and then took out a document from his bag: "This is my information." ”

The director immediately took it and looked at it, but as soon as he turned to the first page and saw the name, he stopped.

"You are Zhou Chong?"

"Hmm. Zhou Chong nodded. "It should be me. ”

The director lifted his glasses and looked Zhou Chong up and down, with a look of pity in his eyes.

He was very impressed by this child, because this child was supposed to be a material from Qingbei, but who let something happen to the family? Jinbei Medical College was able to recruit such a student, which could be regarded as a bargain.

"You've got everything in your house done, right?"

"That's it. Zhou Chong replied: "I'm here to report today." ”

"Good. ”

"Since you're here, let's study hard, Jinbei Medical College is still very good, and if you study well, you can also find a good job." The director patted him on the shoulder and whispered encouragement.

Wang Yuan was holding the freshly brewed tea and spitting tea foam into the trash can.

"Lao Wang, don't go!"

"Come, give you a good seedling!" The director led Zhou Chong to this side with his hands behind his back and a smile.

"What kind of seedlings?" Wang Yuan twitched his eyelids, and subconsciously felt that there was nothing good, Lao Liu was in the shade. "You're going to lie to me! If you really have a good seedling, are you willing to give it to me?"

"Hey! You still don't believe it! This is really a good seedling!" The director was afraid that he would not believe it, so he hurriedly handed Zhou Chong's information to Wang Yuan: "Let's see for yourself, I lied to you!"

Wang Yuan glanced at it, and his eyes were suddenly shocked!

"If this child hadn't had an accident at home, he would really be a seedling in Qingbei. I didn't take the two main courses, and I can still get such a high score, do you think it's a good seedling!" Lao Liu regretted it, but there was nothing he could do, after all, it was all over.

Only then did Wang Yuan look at the young man behind him.

A purple down jacket shrouded his figure, very tall, about one meter and eight, his facial features are very upright, his excellent appearance is the same as a knife and an axe, and his temperament is out of the big city at a glance, which is incompatible with Jinbei.

"Why didn't you think about repeating it?" Wang Yuan held the tea and walked in front of Zhou Chong: "With your grade, repeat your study for a year, Qingbei will definitely be fine, why do you apply for Tianjin North Medical College." ”

Zhou Chong's eyebrows twisted slightly, he raised his chin, and looked at Wang Yuan with his eyes: "Do you have to answer?"

As if he didn't expect him to say this, Wang Yuan was a little stunned for a while, and then laughed again: "It's quite temperamental!"

"Yes, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I just want to tell you, don't regret your choice, if you want to go back and repeat it now, it's too late. ”

"I know. Zhou Chong's eyes were still gentle, very calm, and there were no extra emotions.

"It's still a child!" Wang Yuan chuckled and patted Zhou Chong's shoulder: "Knowing and understanding are two different things. ”

"You go to the first class to recognize the students, I won't enter this information for you first, I'll give you a week to think about it, and then talk to me after thinking about it." Don't rush back to me yet, it's a big thing for a lifetime, think about it and then make a decision. ”

Zhou Chong nodded at him, thanked him gently, and did not speak again.

Actually, there's nothing to think about.

If he hadn't thought it through, he wouldn't have come over at all.

But with the kindness of others, he will not refuse so directly.

The classroom of the second class of traditional Chinese medicine is in a teaching building at the front, and when Zhou Chong followed Wang Yuan in, a group of teenagers were holding needles and pricking each other's wrists.

"No, it's wrong, you're tying the wrong tendons. ”

"What is the effect of the Aracea that the teacher talked about in the last class......? What else?"

"Phew! It is to detoxify and reduce swelling, dispel wind and scare, dissolve phlegm and disperse knots! It can cure the sequelae of stroke!"

As soon as Wang Yuan came in, he saw this situation, with a smile in his eyes, and a look of satisfaction, it was rare for these hairy children to be so well-behaved!

"Ahem, everyone, be quiet!" Wang Yuan walked into the classroom door with his hands behind his back and a thermos cup in one hand.

"There's a new student in our class, you all know each other!"