Striving in the sixties started from Tu Hop Vien

Yang Qinggang held a large porcelain bowl, sat on a bench by the wall, watched Silly Zhu and Zhang Shasha scatter dog food, and felt that the stewed cabbage in his bowl was not fragrant in an instant.

I even wanted to go to the small building of the Lou family to hide.

Everyone was eating in a hurry, and they ate six meals in a row until Jia Zhang's funeral.

At the time of the funeral, the stick terrier was dressed in linen and filial piety, standing in front of the coffin with a clay pot in his hand, and slammed the jar in his hand to the ground.

This custom of wrestling the clay pot is said to have something to do with the legendary underground house Meng Po.

Because according to custom and ancient legends, the deceased is to walk the Huangquan Road after being hooked by black and white impermanence, and after walking through the Huangquan Road and crossing the Lechuan River, you can see the Wangxiang Tower.

There is a stone on the lookout platform called the "Sansheng Stone", and it is said that when a deceased stands in front of this stone, he will see his past and present lives.

After reading it, you have to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup to be reincarnated.

Once you drink that bowl of Meng Po soup, you will forget all your relatives and erase the memories of your previous life.

And the family of the deceased, in order not to let the deceased forget the family in this life, will drop the clay basin in front of his coffin, which means that the basin containing Meng Po soup will be broken, so that the deceased will not have to drink Meng Po soup, and he will not forget his relatives in this life.

After the stick terrier breaks the tile basin in his hand, with a sound of "spirit", the barman invited from the bar room will lift the coffin and go to the funeral.

When Jia Zhang's funeral came out the next day, Yang Qinggang and a group of neighbors took another day off, to be honest, Yang Qinggang was a little apprehensive, after all, he had only become a secretary for two days.

I let the factory director have no secretary for two days, and I don't know if I will be scolded when I go back.

But you can't do it without asking for leave, in a humane society, you don't help with major matters of life and death, and when you encounter any difficulties in the future, naturally no one will help you.

Zhang Shasha would come over to help after work every day in the past two days, and the three children of the Jia family also kowtowed to her.

Her resentment towards Qin Huairu dissipated a little.

After the Jia family's affairs were busy, Yang Qing just got up early in the morning and arrived at the office with a very frank mood.

Yang Qing just finished fetching water, cleaning, and even changing the water in the wash basin to a warm one, and then Director Yang swayed into the office.

Yang Qinggang hurried up, "Factory director, I'm sorry! In the past two days, an old man in our courtyard has passed away, and I took two days off, so I didn't delay your business."

Director Yang waved his hand and said, "It's okay, what's the matter, there are so many secretarial departments and so many people."

I heard that the child of the deceased person is also from our factory?"

The old lady who passed away, her son was an employee of our factory, and he died in the line of duty two years ago, and then his daughter-in-law took over his class, which is now Comrade Qin Huairu of our factory trade union. "

Oooh. Although he didn't know who Qin Huairu was at all, he still nodded and said: "What, since it is the family of the deceased employees of our factory, then I will give you a note, you go to the finance to receive 50 yuan, and send it to someone, which is considered a condolence from our factory." "

Factory director, you are really good to the workers of our factory!" Yang

Qinggang couldn't help bending over and patting his ass.

He even felt that since he became this secretary, he was about to become a sound worm and a bending worm, and he had always been half-hunched, and his waist had never straightened.

However, Yang Qinggang didn't have any grievances, after all, all the bends were marked with a good price.

He felt that his current salary and social status were worth bending over temporarily.

After Director Yang wrote a note by hand, he never arranged any work for Yang Qinggang.

Yang Qinggang took the time to write his own article, after all, tomorrow will be Sunday, and he has told Mr. Ren Shu before that he wants to go over for a meal.

Although I don't know if the old gentleman is polite, but people are polite, Yang Qinggang can't be polite.

It's sending tea again, it's helping to pay the bill, the old gentleman has given face, Yang Qinggang can't take himself too seriously, and he still has to have the politeness he should have.

If you take advantage of the time to visit the old gentleman, take the opportunity to send your own works to give people guidance.

Isn't that beautiful?

After a busy day, Yang Qinggang finally wrote a draft. It's not the so-called "Golden Scales" at the beginning, but a science fiction novel based on the era before I traveled back in time.

After getting off work, Yang Qinggang went straight to the state-run store again.

I bought a lot of dried fruits, candied fruits, pastries, and liquor, and went to the tea shop to get the top jasmine tea that I had booked early.

"Alas, brother, you're back!" Sun

Dawei saw Yang Qinggang riding a bicycle carrying a bunch of things, and greeted him from a distance.

"What kind of good things are these?" Sun

Dawei was not a person, but a bunch of food on the bicycle.

As soon as Yang Qing raised his hand, he slapped Sun Dawei's hand that was reaching for the gift away, "Well, your hand is really in a hurry, don't move, these are all given away tomorrow."

When Sun Dawei heard that it was a gift, he replied with a smile: "Hey, I'm not helping you take it home, and I'm not eating you, what's the hurry."

Hurry back to the house, my dad has already cooked the meal, just waiting for you to get home.

Yang Qinggang gave the bicycle to Sun Dawei, "You go and park the bicycle and take the things back to the house, I have something to do with Sister Qin on the other side."

Sun Dawei wanted to speak and stopped: "Brother, don't make a mistake, their mother-in-law has just left, don't target you again."

Yang Qinggang raised his hand and slapped him again, and scolded Sun Dawei: "What do you kid say, if you talk nonsense, you will be hung up and beaten!

There are condolences in the factory, and I will send them to Jia's family."

As soon as Yang Qing finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Jia family opposite.

I don't know if it's to avoid suspicion or what, Yang Qinggang didn't enter the door, he stood in the middle of the courtyard and shouted, "Sister Qin, Sister Qin, you come out."

As soon as Yang Qing shouted, Qin Huairu, who had a haggard face, came out, followed by a stick with a small fist behind him.

"Okay, boy, I can protect my mother.

Yang Qinggang stretched out his hand and pulled the head of the stick terrier, and then said to Qin Huairu: "Sister Qin, what, today I told the factory director about the situation of your family, and the factory director specially approved fifty yuan, which is regarded as a condolence from the factory to your family."

Qin Huairu's tears fell suddenly.

"Thank you, Brother Qinggang, thank you! Stick Terrier, quickly kowtow to Uncle Qinggang!" Yang Qinggang

pulled up the stick terrier that was about to kneel on the ground again, and stuffed fifty yuan into the stick terrier's hand.