put wildness in his heart

Chapter 195 A Pile of Sunflowers on the Grave
Xu Meng worked inside for a long time, and finally had a breather. He leaned against the inside of the bar and sighed, and said with emotion: "I found out, if there is a substitute for going to jail, it must be going to work."

Hearing the sound, Lin Er raised his eyes to look at him, and asked a little curiously: "Did Boss Shen not give you a holiday?"

"It's released, but those who voluntarily stay during the annual leave will be paid ten times the salary for overtime work, so I am very happy to volunteer." Xu Meng shook the water drops on his hand, bowed his head and took a few The clean cup was wiped, trying to carry out the stubbornness of beating the workers to the end, "It's 3000 yuan a day, who wants to have trouble with money?"

Well... that's the truth.

Just like her father Lin Yi'an said, earning money is divided into holidays, and if someone wants to send him money, even in the middle of the night, he will get up and go to the company to sign the contract.

"Besides, it's fine if you don't go back. Master Er, do you know? At my age, there are only three functions left to go home during the Chinese New Year." Xu Meng kept moving his hands, and wiped a set of glasses neatly. Put it on the display cabinet at the back and set it up, then turned around again, stretched out three fingers to her, shook it, and said very experienced:
"One, let my seventh aunt have a mouthful; two, realize my eighth aunt's dream of a matchmaker; three, be the one in my little niece and nephew's childhood memories who is still unmarried at the age of 30, who doesn't show up all year round, and doesn't A mysterious elder who knows what to do in other places."

"I understand." Liner expressed his understanding, "My dad also said similar things when he took me back to the old house the day before yesterday."

The only difference is that Mr. Lin does not have a "third".

Although he is over 30 and still unmarried, he is not the mysterious elder who doesn't know what to do in other places all year round.

Mr. Lin's figure can occasionally be seen on the financial channel of Jiangzhou TV station.

There are many titles attached below - "The well-known entrepreneur of our city Mr. An'er Lin", "The person in charge of Aner Group, a leading industry in Jiangzhou", "Large taxpayer in our city", "Representative of enthusiastic public welfare entrepreneurs"...etc. wait wait wait.

In general, he is a successful person worth hundreds of billions.

But even successful people cannot escape the curse of being urged to marry.

In the eyes of your relatives, it seems that only getting married is the greatest success in life, and all other aspects have to stand aside.

No matter how successful the career is, it is useless.

Lin Er seldom talked about her own family affairs. Xu Meng didn't know much about her family situation, but by calculating her age, she could roughly guess her father's age. He must be 34 or [-] years old.

If you are not yet married at this age, you will face a storm during the Chinese New Year.

"How did your father withstand the pressure?" Xu Meng leaned over and asked in admiration, "When I go back now, those relatives start to ask me if I don't get married, what will I do in the future? They even say wait until I die No one will go to my grave.”

As he spoke, he muttered to himself again: "It's really interesting. It's as if as long as I get married, someone will go to my grave. What if the children in my life are not filial? Maybe they will take the initiative to pull out out of my oxygen tube."

"It's very simple." Lin Er said flatly in an unusually calm tone, "My father told my grandfather that if you don't get married, it's just that no one goes to the grave after death, but if you get married, you go to the grave every day."

Xu Meng was a little puzzled: "Go to the grave every day?"

"Yes, he said that his heart will be very heavy. Going home is like going to the ground, and sleeping is like a long sleep."

"..."

What an amazing father who speaks golden sentences.

After being busy for a while, the front of the bar was much more relaxed. Hearing them talking about the topic of marriage, Cui Cheng, a young man of the right age who was also at the age of urging marriage, couldn't help but come over and joined this heavy topic. Zhong: "Actually, I think it's the same whether you get married or not."

Xu Meng spoke up and said, "What?"

"Isn't it just a matter of worrying that no one will go to the grave after death? Didn't I say that if you die, why do you care so much? Can I stand out from the crowd of tombstones if someone goes to the grave?" Cui Cheng said, Not forgetting to find approval for himself, turned to look at Xie Yan, and asked him, "Brother, do you think this is the truth?"

Xie Yan was just listening to their chat, but he was suddenly drawn into this topic, and he just raised his eyes lazily, and said with a slight "hmm" at the end, "Going to the grave is just to send some flowers. Forget it, your own grave can also grow."

Xu Meng reminded him very frankly: "Brother, if I remember correctly, the graves now seem to be made of cement, right?"

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, smiled slowly, and asked with one hand on his chin, "Are you looking down on the power of life?"

Oh...Xu Meng suddenly realized, nodded solemnly and said: "Okay, I understand. Next time, the topic of no one going to my grave after someone kills me will press me, so I will say it like this."

Cui Cheng interjected: "But when you say this back, your seven aunts and eight aunts will have new arguments, and they will say-oh, your grave can grow, but people Flowers are sent to the grave, and they are placed there to compete for beauty and fragrance, but on your own grave there are weeds, wild and overgrown, so desolate."

When he said this, he deliberately imitated the tone of those seven aunts and eight aunts, squeezed his throat softly, and imitated their expressions vividly when they spoke.

Xu Meng was immediately stopped by this question, choked and turned to look at Xie Yan.

"This is easy to solve." Xie Yan rested his chin with one hand, and played with a can of iced Coke with the other hand a little bored, and there was a bit of carelessness in his voice when he spoke, "Snack before dying With a few catties of melon seeds, a bunch of sunflowers will grow on the grave in the coming year, and the flowers on other people’s graves will wither, but your grave will still be thriving. If you really die, you will be a sunny young man welcomed by the elders.”

Xie Yan thought for a while, and then remembered a term he had just heard from Lin Er: "Maybe you are the legendary high-quality human male, the so-called preferred partner for ghost marriage."

Cui Cheng: "..."

Ah this—he actually doesn't want to be so popular with the elders...

It's okay if the grave is a little deserted.

"When someone goes to the grave and passes by your grave, they might break a sunflower from your head and chat with you about the changes of the times while eating melon seeds. In this way, you can be regarded as raising your own with your flesh and blood. One side of the land has favored people.”

"..."

The picture came out.

(End of this chapter)