Although Sour Apricot takes the matter of going to the grave very lightly, she does not dare to be sloppy in the slightest. --- he held a hundred-dollar ticket and printed it very earnestly on a turn of burnt paper. After printing, carefully roll the burnt paper into the shape of a trumpet, smooth it, and make it into a semi-fan shape. Because he is a member of the National Day and the people, a large number of such coins have been placed on the ground.

In these years, the people of the village have become rich, and even the ancestors who are lying in the ground have become rich. In the past, every household had a stamp on the grave. It is to grind one end of the wooden stick flat, and engrave the copper coin pattern on the outer circle and the inner square. When the paper is beaten, the poke surface is vigorously printed on the burning paper. If the burned paper is taken to the grave and burned, the ancestors underground will be able to get piles of copper coins and steel oceans for their own use. Gradually, people think that this kind of money is too fragmentary, and it is cumbersome to operate. They switched to a 10-dollar ticket, which was pressed on burnt paper to make a 10-dollar ticket. Since the 100-yuan ticket was circulated last year, the villagers have changed the 10-yuan ticket to the 100-yuan ticket. Imagine, a knife of paper is half an inch thick, and one piece of paper can print eight 100-yuan tickets. In this way, if you burn a knife of paper, how much more can the ancestors earn? Besides, when you go to the grave, no matter how small your family is, as long as you are married and start a business, you have to buy a knife of paper. If the ancestors of the underground belong to both parents, they also have to buy two pieces of paper. After a year's grave, the income of the ancestors may be worth a bank. It can be said that going to the grave every New Year's festival is a good day for the ancestors to get rich and get rich. Although Zhenshu and Jin Lian often reminded the villagers that this kind of money printed with paper tickets could not be used, it was all a pile of waste paper, and the ghosts in the underworld did not recognize it, only the copper coins printed by the stamp. It is also said that the papyrus burned during the burial of the dead cannot be used in the underworld unless it is made by a professional who can understand the spirits. Like the ones that Zhenfu got when he was buried, they were all in vain. How could the villagers believe their nonsense, and use the new methods as they were, as if they were in fashion? Peach, the daughter-in-law of the foreign bank, also scolded Zhenshu and Jin Liandao behind her back, those are just for the living, who has seen the dead happy. If they did, wouldn't they become a pair of living dead?

When the sour apricot woman was circling around the labor group, the sour jujube hesitated into the courtyard. When he saw labor, he was pleasantly surprised, barely squeezed out a smile, and asked, when did labor come back, it seems to be high again.

Labor stepped forward, held the hand of the sour jujube, and replied, Uncle, I just settled down, and I haven't entered the house yet.

The family warmly let the sour jujube into the house, and the labor personally poured hot tea. It's just that for most of the day, the sour jujube seems to have suddenly aged a lot. His hair was messy, his face was full of decay, there was eye feces at the corners of his eyes, and only rough and sloppy stubble was left on his lips, and his flesh luster was gone. He was cramped to death. I didn't drink tea, I didn't answer the cigarettes handed over by labor, and I didn't match the preface and afterword between the questions, and I looked uncertain.

Labor also took out a "Shuangma" brand cigarette, a piece of cloth and an electronic watch from his purse, and said, the cigarette is for you, and the cloth is my aunt's. This watch was smuggled by a comrade-in-arms, so let's give it to the late student. I wanted to visit at night, so I took it with me. You're here today, and you'll take it with you when you go. Catch up with Ming'er, I'll go to see you and your aunt again.

The sour jujube nodded frequently and said, "It's good, it's good, it's rare to work well, and you haven't forgotten me." Brother, blessed are you? My sister-in-law is a good person for a lifetime, and she has a good reward in the end. Alas, who is like me. After that, tears fell "let's click, let's click".

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