Before the first ray of sunshine appeared in the morning, the coffin of the deaf old lady was carried into the car.

What is very rare is that it is rare to have access to a car these days.

Deputy Director Liu of the subdistrict came to say goodbye, shook hands with Shen Guodong cordially, and expressed his gratitude.

The neighbors in the compound and the neighbors in the alley either wanted to watch the fun or wanted to say goodbye.

They stood on both sides of the alley and watched the two cars at the recycling station taking away the innocent things.

Relatives may be sad, but others may also sing.

What's the way to die? It's like supporting your body in the same mountain.

It is a pity that the deaf old lady has no relatives, and the people watching on both sides of the alley are already talking about this grand occasion.

Some people say that the recycling station is hypocritical and seeks credit for the name of the picture. Others say that the recycling station uses people's money to do things for others.

The latter argument is nothing more than speculation about how much inheritance the deaf old lady left behind, which was divided between Yi Zhonghai and Silly Zhu.

Others lamented that these two people finally had no conscience and knew how to help the deaf old lady earn such a reputation.

People are unpredictable and rumors hurt people.

If you really listen to these comments and really think about these harsh criticisms, then your life will be over and your life will be over.

He watched with interest as Silly Zhu threw down the clay basin for burning paper and picked up the soul-calling flag, and then he stopped talking.

The hearse walked slowly out of the alley, and Dai Xiao followed slowly behind the car.

Reluctantly, Liu Guangfu and several other boys who helped lit firecrackers on the roadside.

The crackling sound was deafening, and people ran away in shock or laughter, which was quite a bit of black humor.

This was the last excitement the deaf old lady gave to the neighbors. From then on, there were no deaf old ladies in this alley who liked to interrupt.

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.

The soul returns to its hometown and turns into a handful of loess. This is how life ends.

Because there are only two cars, the number of people following is limited.

Apart from the first master and Shazhu's family, there are only a few busy people such as Shen Guodong.

The morning dew of early autumn hits the face, making people feel a different kind of coldness and shiver.

And when the red sun rises, a new day begins again.

The sun shone on the faces of the dispersed crowd, the smoke of fireworks wafted out from various courtyards, and the voices of discussion gathered and dispersed with everyone, making people feel as if they were in the human world.

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"What time did you stay last night?"

Yu Li took a look at Li Xuewu and saw that his eyes were still a little sleepy.

She complained with some distress: "Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?"

"I didn't watch much. After sitting for a while, I went back to the room to read."

Li Xuewu yawned, smacked his lips, and replied: "I went to bed before ten o'clock."

"I'm just a little sleepy after getting up early, so I'll go to sleep at noon."

"Want to go to the club later?"

Yu Li followed him into the courtyard and reminded: "Drink some porridge in the morning to get rid of stomach heat."

"Well, let's talk about it later."

Li Xuewu was a little low on energy, especially when the sun was shining in the morning, which made him feel sleepy.

He yawned again, stood at the hanging flower door and looked in. Every household collected the white paper money scattered in front of the door, and eliminated the last trace of the deaf old lady left here.

Originally a childless old man, he had no descendants to care about him, let alone his neighbors.

I'm afraid most of the people in this courtyard are like Li Xuewu, who don't even know the old lady's last name.

Even after looking at the spiritual tablet and the spiritual tablet, the name on it did not match the impression of the old lady.

Needless to say, wait three days and no one in this courtyard will talk about her anymore.

When his mother Liu Yin came out of the house, Li Xuewu asked her to come to the back room for breakfast.

Liu Yin responded that she had finished breakfast, told her son not to go home directly, and went to the backyard to help him clean up the house.

The deaf old lady's daily affairs were taken care of by the Yiye and Shazhu families, and all the utensils used came from the two families.

But such a thing cannot be handled by just two companies.

Not to mention the bench and tea bowl, the words cigarettes and tea are always missing, and there are people who come to the room to use the toilet in the middle of the night.

Li Xuewu's half box of tea was taken away by someone unknown, and the carton of cigarettes thrown to Sha Zhu was nowhere to be found.

The night watcher couldn't bear it last night and came to his room to deal with him for half the night. He was buried in a wasteful manner.

It's just that these people still have some brains, and no one dares to touch the things in the house, otherwise they will be really embarrassed.

Li Xuewu couldn't get angry when dealing with these people and things. He just wanted to clean up and pretend he didn't know what to do.

His mother was a tidy person and couldn't bear to see the mess in his house. She was also afraid that Gu Ning would dislike him when he came back next week.

In Liu Yin's mind, her son, daughter-in-law, and children come back to live with her every week just to accommodate her and to prevent her from missing home.

If she really wanted to come here, no matter how well the house in the backyard was kept, would she still be able to live comfortably in a bungalow?

My son doesn't matter anymore, but I can't wrong my daughter-in-law, let alone make my daughter-in-law feel uncomfortable anymore.

Old people always have a debt-like love for their children. When they were young, they felt that they had too little to give to their children. When they grow old, they are afraid of causing trouble to their children.

It is this deep love that has allowed Chinese civilization to use family as a bond and have been passed down for five thousand years.

Western religions always emphasize loving oneself and loving the world. One part is too selfish and straightforward, and the other part is too pretentious.

Chinese people are just the opposite, pursuing simplicity and directness.

Love the people I should love, love the people I love, and love the people who love me.

But this kind of love cannot be said in words, let alone put into writing.

Most of the letters we exchanged were concerned, and every word we spoke was in plain language.

The love I want to express to you has been expressed thoroughly in these straightforward words, and I have made it clear in every word of advice.

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Time flies, September flies by.

The weather has turned from hot to cool, but the situation in Beijing has gradually become hotter.

On September 21, relevant departments put forward response opinions on the unified line policy and worked hard to protect and reduce the scope and degree of harm to relevant personnel.

Li Xuewu was at the club that day and specifically informed Lou Yu, who was on the mountain, of the news.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The cheap father-in-law learned a lesson this time and pretended not to hear or see the news.

On September 23, the higher authorities issued an "Emergency Notice on the Immediate Return of Teachers and Students Studying in Other Places and Personnel stranded in Beijing to their original units."

In accordance with the requirements of the notice, the Red Star Factory issued a disciplinary notice. Within ten days, all outgoing personnel must report to work or take leave. Those who are not allowed to be absent from work will be subject to disciplinary decisions.

This notice applies not only to Hongxing Factory, but also to industrial systems and other industries.

In the sudden coolness of early autumn, the big study activity that had been burning for two years finally came to a standstill.

All unstable factors will be cleared away under this notice like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Those who were stranded in the capital were asked to leave, and the capital suddenly seemed to become much quieter and more spacious.

Since last year, the mythical beasts that were wandering around have been compressed and driven back to their cages step by step.

This is the last and most severe notice of rectification. All students must report back to school.

It also symbolizes that the education system is recovering and students will enter the classroom again.

The impact of this notice is not just that, Li Huaide has also become a capable strategist in the eyes of interested people.

The value of the school run by the Red Star Factory continues to increase, and there is an endless stream of students applying for admission.

There were already premeditated calculations, the establishment of the school, the restoration of teaching order, etc.

It seems that the Red Star Factory presided over by Li Huaide is like a divine help, capable of pinching and calculating.

All policies are on point, impartial and always correct.

It has been a month since Red Star United School started teaching activities, and there have been several problem students who have been cleared out of the school. This determination appears so valuable and prominent against the backdrop of this notice.

Students in the school no longer dare to contradict teachers, commit violence wantonly, post and hang things indiscriminately, etc.

Because the on-campus ideological education office really dares to deal with them, ranging from education at the least to expulsion at the most serious.

Factory-run schools don’t give you any room to beg for mercy or explain. If you don’t meet the school’s goals and conditions, there will be no place for you in the classroom.

Red Star United School really has no shortage of students, and the admissions office has delayed the end of admissions for the third time.

Parents are still contacting the school to apply for exams and interviews.
To be continued...