When he arrived at the door of Old Man Zhu's house, Li He threw ten yuan to the driver, "Master, can you wait for me here, I'll pick someone up and come out." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyway, I remembered the license plate number, and I was not afraid of people running away.

The taxi is only five cents a kilometer, and the master is naturally happy to take ten yuan, and he is not afraid of people running away, where are the empty cars and others unhappy, "You go, don't worry."

Then I found a roadside park, got out of the car and lit a cigarette, and waited for Li He, the taxi driver is also a high-income group, and he can be dazzling when looking for a wife.

Li He went in along a small alley, and finally found the door of Old Man Zhu's house, and he had only been here once.

"Master Zhu, open the door", Li He took off his gloves and began to knock on the door.

It was only when Li He heard the movement inside that he stopped knocking on the door.

"Who?".

After Li He finished smoking a cigarette, Old Man Zhu came out with his jacket, "It's you kid, you can't come to me empty-handed on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Li He said, "Master Zhu, Uncle Yu has passed away."

"What, when is this?", Old Man Zhu was stunned, and after a long time, he hurriedly asked a question.

"At two or three o'clock in the morning, I'll let you know right away."

Old man Zhu sighed, looking indescribably lonely, "Why don't you burp in front of me, the previous one is fine."

"Master Zhu, then I'll go first, I still have to inform Master Xiabo."

Old man Zhu waved his hand and said, "No need to notify, I'll just give him a call, and not just call him, many people have to be notified." You go back first. I won't leave you for breakfast."

Li Hejian saved an errand, but he was happy, so he went back to the taxi directly to catch up with him.

went home first, but found that the door was locked, I didn't know where Fu Xia went, and he didn't bring the key, so he went to Yu's house to help build the mourning hall.

Many people from the neighborhood came to help, because there was the principal invited by the old lady, but it was also orderly.

Fu Xia came over, and Li He asked, "Where have you been, I haven't seen you."

"I'll call the Shoushan family, they have to come back too."

Li He patted his head and forgot about this stubble, it seems that the person still hasn't notified Quan, and called Xiao Wei and asked him to inform Su Ming and Er Biao, after all, they have worked together with Yu Dehua in the south, no matter how they go, the favor cannot be wasted.

By noon, someone began to send wreaths one after another, from the courtyard to the door, Li He's usual impression of the old man was that he was a little old man, until now he found out that the relationship between the Yu family was still full, and waves of people came in, and they were all received by Old Man Zhu and Monk Bo.

As for Yu Dehua, he didn't know either, so he had to kneel in the position of a filial son and grandson, and return the salute one by one.

When Shoushan and his daughter Zhou Ping hurried back, the task of cooking was naturally handed over to him.

The Yu family stopped for three days according to the rules, and there were more and more people mourning, and even Yu Dehua himself was startled, and the wreaths had filled the entire alley.

Li He looked at the moment when Old Man Yu entered the crematorium, and thought of the bits and pieces with Old Man Yu, and suddenly burst into tears.

After the funeral of the Yu family, Li He rested, because he didn't know how to comfort the Yu family, and the pain often needed time to heal.

Old man Zhu and Monk Bo are here again, and Shoushan naturally wants to show off his cooking skills.

A few people drank a little wine, and unconsciously chatted about the old man Yu, and Monk Bo said, "The material is also sense, and the world is tasteless." It is not as dusty as the night platform, and it is deserted and sad."

Old man Zhu pulled out a glass of wine by himself, "You monk has dragged up the text again, we also have a burp day, and we can still have a few years to live."

Shoushan hurriedly said, "Don't count me, I haven't lived enough, I'm happy to live one more day."

Monk Bo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm just sorry, I'll never meet such a calligrapher in the future, and there is just one less bosom friend."

Old man Zhu affirmed, "That's true, it's a pity that I didn't let him write two more words while he was alive, I thought that he would be able to work for a few more years, but I thought it would be gone so soon."

After speaking, he glanced at the couplet on the door of Li He's house again.

Li He didn't understand the meaning of these words, so he asked, "Do you mean that Uncle Yu is a calligrapher?"

Old man Zhu sneered, "Do you think that the calligrapher surnamed Yu is only one Yu Youren? Old Yu Touzu has a great career, this person was unruly when he was young, and he was naturally very good, but that handwriting is indeed unique, I want to let the old man Yu be the maintenance president when he entered Beiping City, and the knife is held to the neck, and the old man Yu stubbornly did not agree, which also deserves the word 'backbone', which is respectable and lamentable."

Shoushan just couldn't listen to the Japanese in his life, as if the Japanese ruined his youth, "The Japanese people don't have a good thing, and there were a few small Japanese Ben restaurants to eat last year, if it weren't for the people of the municipal party committee, I would have been kicked out."

Shoushan is still indignant.

Zhou Ping, who had been eating next to her and hadn't spoken, couldn't help but interject, "Dad, I feel that those people are quite polite and kind, bow again, and thank you again." Why don't you have to compete, and not all Japanese people are bad people, let's open the door to do business, and we are all guests."

Shoushan saw his daughter raising the bar with him, and angrily slapped the chopsticks on the table, "You know a fart, Xiao Riben is wilted." The devil has always been polite and immoral, even when he meets a dog or a beggar, he can also bow. He will also bow to you before killing you."

Old man Zhu suddenly laughed, "Shoushan, it's not easy, when you're getting old, you understand it." Before the devil entered Beiping, many people also said that this devil was polite regardless of men and women, and he had to say thank you when he bought something, stepped on your feet, and said thank you, and he would scatter candy when he saw a child. Everyone said that the Japanese Ben people are civilized people, and we don't have to run away when the Japanese Ben people come. But when the Japanese Benzene came, everyone found out that when the Japanese Benzene grabbed things, they would also say that they had caused you trouble. When you kill someone, you also say sorry, which bothers you."

Monk Bo touched a glass of wine with Li He, and said, "This day, the Bon people didn't learn anything serious from us, the three outlines, five constants, four dimensions and eight virtues, and only learned one 'etiquette', but they learned all the false etiquette of the six rites and six rituals. Etiquette, obedience to the rules, orderliness of the young and old, collective killing, are all in line, before cutting off your head, you will be given a bow at 90 degrees. So, this day the Ben people 'De' has not been learned. It is the opposite of the Chinese, the Chinese talk about the heart, and the Japanese talk about etiquette."

Li He recognized their words, and the importance of Japanese people in terms of etiquette is indeed amazing, and often makes Chinese have the illusion of how much people respect you.

In fact, this is a manifestation of the ritual sense of Japanese benzene, this sense of ritual is even a little perverted, making a pot of tea can also be made into a tea ceremony, flower arrangement can be made into a flower arrangement, martial arts can be made into karate, and even a sushi god can come out.

But this kind of thing of the Japanese Ben people can mislead people, and a group of people help to tout, such as a fat man surnamed Gao who often wears black-framed glasses and long hair, and at the same time blows the Japanese Ben people into the sky, and at the same time makes the Chinese worthless.

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(To be continued.) )