Rebirth begins with the collapse of the dowry

Chapter 32 32 [Bad news]

The wind blows.

Chen Yang stretched comfortably.

The cigarette butt in his hand had already burned out, but his heart was extremely hot at this moment.

The next few months are crucial.

If it can be properly grasped, it will definitely increase the popularity of Xinze Finance Company in the accounting industry in Jing'an District in a real sense.

It will also give him the real first pot of gold for Chen Yang's struggle in this life.

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In Chen Yang's impression, Haishi is sunny every year during the National Day holiday. Even though the autumn is full, Father Sun will still seize the last time of the year to send warmth to the earth.

This year is no exception.

Early in the morning, as soon as Chen Yang walked out of the courtyard, the thorny Chaoyang scrambled to cling to him, like a hot and affectionate girl, giving the greatest tenderness to a man.

He couldn't bear this kind of intimacy, and hurriedly turned around and took off his coat.

Then I went to the kitchen for a walk, and there were two plates of dumplings in the pot, which I didn't finish eating yesterday afternoon.

Parents, including sister Chen Xue, were not at home, and they set off for their uncle's house early in the morning.

This is something that has been decided long ago.

My father said that although my aunt threw me out when I went to borrow money two days ago, blood is thicker than water. After all, the two families are close relatives.

Not to mention, my aunt got angry and didn't blame others. If it were the other woman, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to bear it until now, and would have exploded long ago.

They went this time, first to visit their grandmother, and second to help the uncle and his wife harvest the crops, and it might take a few days to come back.

That's why my father didn't work during the National Day, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go. For this reason, my mother even gave up setting up stalls to make money in the past few days.

For the rich, holidays like National Day are used for travel and rest.

But for ordinary people, the National Day holiday is the busy farming season. During this time period, whether it is the elderly at home, the young people who go out to work, or the students studying in school, the whole family will bury their heads in the crops. , Hard work for a few days.

After all, the harvest in the crop field in the past few days is to some extent carrying the hope of the family.

No one doesn't pay attention.

At least in the current era, no one dares not to pay attention to it.

In the past few years, although Chen Yang and his family lived in the city, they would go back to help the old man pick up the crops during the National Day holidays in most years.

Sometimes it is to help grandma's house, sometimes it is to help grandpa's house.

In short, it has become a habit.

In previous years, he would basically go back with him. Whether he would harvest the crops was one thing, but whether he would go back or not was another.

This year's situation is special. I have a financial company in my hand, so I can't leave people for a long time. From time to time, there will be a boss to do business!
Otherwise, he would have to go to his uncle's house together.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Chen Yang finished the two plates of dumplings. Chen Yang changed his clothes and planned to visit Jinbihuihuang Hotel.

The official opening over there today should be very lively.

It's just that he just stepped out of the gate with his front foot when he received a very abrupt phone call with his back foot.

The call was made by Feng Shigui, the class monitor of the high school, and he exchanged some pleasantries and asked if Chen Yang was in Haishi, and then he delivered a bad news, "Chen Yang, Lao Gao is gone, what happened last night, the situation at his home, when he went to school. We all know in a moment, if you are not busy, just go there, after all, teachers and students are together, and those of us who are alive should do something."

Feng Shigui's words made Chen Yang stunned, and then some dusty memories in his mind gradually became clear.

The old Gao that the class monitor talked about was their high school class teacher, named Gao Jianxiong, a gentle, middle-aged man with a smile on his face all the time, about the same age as Chen Yang's father.

In the college entrance examination that year, very few students in Chen Yang's class were admitted to university, it seems that there were less than five students, but there were no.

It is because everyone has been helped by Gao Jianxiong more or less during the years of high school.

Regardless of academic matters or life matters, regardless of background or gender, Gao Jianxiong can really treat people equally.

This looks simple.

But it is not easy to do it.

Many people understand this truth.

This is why everyone thanked Gao Jianxiong from the bottom of their hearts.

Like everyone else, Chen Yang is also grateful to Gao Jianxiong.

It was because Gao Jianxiong didn't look down on him because of his poor family situation in high school, which made Chen Yang feel comfortable in class every day.

In the first month of this year, he bought some gifts and went to see Teacher Gao. At that time, he knew that the latter had been in poor health for the past two years and suffered from cerebral infarction.

It's just that I didn't expect how long it would take to pass away.

But thinking about it carefully, he shouldn't be too surprised. After all, Teacher Gao also passed away at this time in his previous life.

It's just that Chen Yang, who was at the same time in the previous life, helped harvest the crops at his uncle's house, and didn't care about going to the funeral.

"I'll be there soon"

Replying to Feng Shigui, Chen Yang didn't plan to go to Jinbihuanghuang Hotel anymore, and soon came to a shop that sells wreaths, and planned to buy a few wreaths to take with him.

I called and asked Jia Sihong, and the latter also planned to go, so Chen Yang bought a few more.

Gao Jianxiong's home is in the northern suburb of Jing'an Old Town, a village on the edge of the city.

After Chen Yang and Jia Sihong met, it was not easy to get in the car with a wreath, and walked all the way there.

Anyway, it's not too far away, the two young guys walked for 20 minutes and arrived.

What came into view was a dilapidated, rotten yard. The gate was made of iron, and a lot of rust had already grown on it.

At this moment, many wreaths have been placed on the left and right walls outside the gate, and the faces of the people entering and leaving are getting more serious.

Chen Yang and the others even saw some high school classmates in it.

It can be seen that everyone has heard the news and rushed over.

"Hey"

Chen Yang sighed, arranged the wreaths side by side, and walked into the yard with a heavy heart.

how to say.

Mr. Gao's family background was not rich, and his status as a high school teacher did not allow him to earn a lot of money.

In the past two years, because of constant medical treatment, almost all the savings of the family have been spent, and I heard that there are still debts.

The place where they live has not changed for many years, it is as shabby as ever, and the yard is not even paved with bricks, which is worse than Chen Yang's house.

see it all.

It's really heartbreaking.

It is said that good people are rewarded with good things.

But God bullies good people most of the time.

The gate is facing several north rooms.

As soon as Chen Yang walked in, he heard crying.

That piercing cry.

It came from the mourning hall.

Go in and have a look.

Teacher Gao was lying peacefully on the straw mat on the ground.

There was a girl on the side who was crying so much that she almost passed out, and the people around her couldn't get up.

Chen Yang knew that this was Teacher Gao's only daughter, Gao Shuyan.

She used to be the study committee member of Chen Yang's class, and also a woman with many fates...

(End of this chapter)