A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Chapter 372 Arrangement
Early the next morning, Zhang Lan's mother prepared dinner and came to call Zhang Lan to eat.Zhang Lan turned over and took out the phone. She saw that it was already after seven o'clock in the morning and almost eight o'clock in the morning.

During the meal, Zhang Lan's mother nagged: "Are you still being shouted at every day in Kyoto? It's almost eight o'clock. Your store usually opens at any time. You can't be lazy in business."

"I took a shower when I went to bed yesterday, and then played with my phone for a while. When I got home, I didn't set the alarm clock, so I got up late. I usually get up at around six o'clock in Kyoto," Zhang Lan said casually.

"I don't know if it's true or not. Why did you come back suddenly? Is there something wrong?" Zhang Lan's mother asked.

"It's okay. I'm just sitting in the hospital in Kyoto now. Yongjun is pregnant again. I want you and my dad to go to Kyoto to stay for a while and help me greet you."

Zhang Lan didn't say that he planned to let his parents live there permanently. The house in Kyoto was empty. His parents had lived there for a while, and they got used to it, so they naturally didn't come back here much.

If you're really not used to it, it's okay to come back when the time comes.In fact, even Zhang Lan himself said that he was planning to settle down in Kyoto, and he might eventually return to Canghe.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the reason. It is that when people get older, when their children and grandchildren do not need to take care of themselves, they will think more about the things behind them. No matter how hard they say, they can’t come back. When people are old, Zhang Lan still wants to return. Qingshan Village buries himself.

The simple truth is that no matter how much people shout about cremation outside, when the investigation is at its peak, the people here in Maji Town would rather bury the whole family secretly in the middle of the night than choose to be cremated.

It is true that this is feudal superstition, but unless it is really unavoidable, Zhang Lan still wants to find a suitable place to rest.

It is said that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It is actually difficult for people to predict what will happen in a few decades. However, Zhang Lan thinks this way now.

Maybe in the future, when his children grow up, something else will become popular.Zhang Lan can't see what will happen after her death. It's not her children who have the final say on what to do.

Going back to the topic, after hearing Zhang Lan say that Qin Yongjun was pregnant for more than a month, Zhang Lan's mother immediately agreed. Just after dinner, Zhang Lan's mother took Zhang Lan's father and started to clean up the house.

It's the Chinese New Year when I go and come back. There is no one at home for a month or two, and everything inside and outside the house needs to be tidied up.

Zhang Lan returned to the small courtyard to the east and put the bedding in the bedroom back into the cabinet.There is nothing here, Zhang Lan has not been at home, most things are covered, but there is always a faint smell of dust in the house.

After looking inside and outside the house, Zhang Lan patted his head. He didn't live at home, so he didn't think much about many things.In fact, my hometown is the most suitable place to install a set of smart home products and a suitable fresh air system. Even if people are not at home, the house will not have any major problems.

But now it is better to clean the house roughly. As Zhang Lan thought, blue brilliance flowed in all directions. 'Indigo Sea', blue brilliance is flowing in every corner of every room in the entire east courtyard.

After a while, Zhang Lan pushed the door open and entered the living room. The original faint smell of being uninhabited for a long time was gone. Now the room feels brand new, and everything is particularly clean.

After looking at several rooms and finding nothing that needed attention, Zhang Lan walked out of the room with his bag, locked the door and went to the main room outside.Zhang Lan's mother was packing in the kitchen, and Zhang Lan's father was packing the gifts in the storage room in the back suite. From time to time, he would take a gift out to check the date, and then put it back into the house.

Looking at the several gifts placed next to the coffee table, Zhang Lan picked up one and looked at it, and found that they were all expired in June, almost half a year ago.

Zhang Lan sighed and stood behind the door, and said to his father who was packing things inside: "Except for tobacco, wine, tea, everything else should be given away. Give away what should be given away, and throw away what should be thrown away."

Zhang Lan's father said without raising his head: "Don't worry about it. You can just throw it away. These are all good things given by others."

"You can't eat this. I see that some of the stuff outside has expired for almost half a year. If you can't eat it, you won't give it away. If you just let it go, you have to throw it away." Zhang Lan said speechlessly.

Mother Li Ying opened the refrigerator and looked at the things stuffed inside, and said: "Zhang Lan, if you have nothing to do, go and see what needs to be put away in the yard. Don't just stand here. By the way, there is no one at home." What are you going to do with these two cars? I heard people say that the combined cost of these two cars is almost a million dollars. We can’t just stand at home all the time.”

Zhang Lan replied casually: "I will drive away when the car in the yard leaves this time. Let Zhang Hu leave the car at home and leave it at home. When I leave, give him a key and let him come here to play with the car if he has nothing to do."

Just as he was about to check out other rooms, Zhang Lan suddenly remembered something and asked his mother beside him: "Does anyone come to burn incense for the Bodhisattva in the west room on the 15th day of the Lunar New Year?"

"By the way, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. You happen to be at home right now. What should you do with this? It's the 15th of the Lunar New Year, and people are burning incense in our house all the time. What are you going to do when we leave?" Zhang Lan's mother asked quickly.

Zhang Lan pondered for a moment, then took out his phone after thinking about it, opened the calendar and looked at today's situation.

Then Zhang Lan said to her mother: "It just so happens that it won't work today. I just checked tomorrow and it's okay. I'll go to the house on the east side to have a look later. If it doesn't work, please invite the Bodhisattva to the house over there. That house over there There’s nothing there, it’s basically just an empty room.”

"You kid is just talking nonsense. You still respect the Bodhisattva. Look at what you said. You said this is absolutely not possible. This Bodhisattva is already enshrined in our house, and you still want to move it out. Don't even mention this idea. Now, even if your dad and I are alone at home, we can't let you mess around here." Zhang Lan's mother almost didn't curse, and said to Zhang Lan angrily.

Zhang Lan smiled and said, "Mom, there's no need to be so exaggerated. The houses on both sides belong to our family, and the offerings are the same no matter where they are."

"Stop talking, you should think of another way. If it doesn't work, let your dad stay at home, and I will go to Kyoto with you." Zhang Lan's mother waved her hand and said.

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said: "Then don't move. Give Zhang Hu the key and ask him to come and open the door on the 15th day of the lunar month. Isn't the Bodhisattva in the house on the far west side now? It's not connected with these houses. It has no impact.”

"That's okay. I'll tell your aunt and ask her to come over and open the door early when she's 15 in junior high school. There will be a lot of people coming over with their things at that time, so just let her pick them up directly. She's willing to take advantage of this." Zhang Lan's mother thought for a while and said.

(End of this chapter)