Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Huang Zhongfu shouted one by one, and the familiar memories came to his mind one by one.

In fact, at the beginning, especially educated youths such as Jiang Xiaobai, Wang Meng, and Liu Aiguo, they didn't have a good impression of Huang Zhongfu.

He had the image of a cunning and greedy rural party secretary, but their impression slowly changed later on.

It's not that Huang Zhongfu wants this, but for the hundreds of people in Jianhua Village. If Huang Zhongfu is more cunning and greedy, one more person in Jianhua Village can survive.

But Huang Zhongfu has never given up on anyone in Jianhua Village.

Even if they were educated youths who had just arrived, as long as they were from Jianhua Village, Huang Zhongfu never gave up.

"You are all so busy at work...come back and see what this bad old man like me is doing...delaying your work."

Huang Zhongfu spoke intermittently, with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Huang, please take good care of yourself." Wang Chao stepped forward and held Huang Zhongfu's hand.

"Uncle Huang." Wang Meng and others also stepped forward, each holding Huang Zhongfu's hand and saying a few words.

They remembered Jiang Xiaobai's instructions to them on the way here not to disturb Huang Zhongfu too much and to let Huang Zhongfu recover more.

So soon, everyone left the bed and stood behind Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai actually wanted Huang Zhongfu to recover well before he came, but now Huang Zhongfu is in good spirits.

Jiang Xiaobai was also afraid that Huang Zhongfu would come back to his old days, so he sat beside Huang Zhongfu's bed.

Listening to Huang Zhongfu talking about the past in Jianhua Village, others stood aside and listened.

After staying for about twenty minutes, Jiang Xiaobai got up and told Huang Zhongfu to have a good rest and not to think too much. He should take medicine and he would be cured soon.

In fact, Jiang Xiaobai himself didn't believe this, because there was no possibility at all.

After young people get sick, there is a good chance, but the elderly, and elderly people as old as Huang Zhongfu.

Even a cold could kill him, let alone a serious illness.

Doctors think there is no need for treatment. They just take some medicine and make a few folk prescriptions. How can it be cured?

When Jiang Xiaobai left Huang Zhongfu's house, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the Educated Youth Cannery.

In Jiang Xiaobai's office, several people chatted casually, and returning to Jianhua Village seemed to be back to where they were before.

They also took off their disguise in front of their subordinates, laughing and cursing one by one.

"Well, it was the first time I went to Wang Chao's house. As soon as I entered the door, I felt something was wrong. I was wondering what the smell of the house was. It was too strong.

I thought I would make some stinky tofu at home, but in the end I found out that it was the eggs that Wang Chao took back that were stinky.

That smell, I will never forget it for the rest of my life, it was too strong. "

"Hahaha." Liu Aiguo said, and everyone burst into laughter.

Wang Chao also laughed. If he hadn't followed Jiang Xiaobai, he might still be there now.

A few people chatted about the original matter, and time passed very quickly. In a blink of an eye, it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at the time, Sun Jianyun was about to go out to arrange dinner. So many big guys came back, so he casually had a bite in the canteen at noon.

Everyone should have a good meal and drink in the evening.

As a result, as soon as Sun Jianyun went out, he met a villager running over in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Sun Jianyun asked.

"The old party secretary is gone," the villager said.

He stood at the door and said, and the people in the room could hear it clearly.

In an instant, the sound of the office disappeared.

Sun Jianyun turned around and walked into Jiang Xiaobai's office. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Jiang Xiaobai's sad look in the office.

Obviously they had heard it just now, but Sun Jianyun still helped them confirm it again: "Branch Secretary Huang Zhongfu and Huang Lao left just now."

There was silence in the office, and no one spoke. Sun Jianyun sent away the villagers who reported the news.

Then he waited for Jiang Xiaobai to speak.

"Let's go and take a look." Jiang Xiaobai got up, although he had already prepared for this day.

I had accepted it since I came back that day, and when I went this afternoon, I had even expected it.

But when Huang Zhongfu really left, Jiang Xiaobai still couldn't accept it.

"Director Xiaobai, wait a moment." Li Laosan stopped Jiang Xiaobai.

"According to the rules here, when an elder in the family dies, the filial son of the family needs to come and kowtow to ask for help."

This is the rule of Jianhua Village, and Jiang Xiaobai has seen it before.

According to the customs here in Jianhua Village, if an elder in the family dies, and the son of the family wants to ask someone for help, he needs to come to the door to kowtow to the person, tell the family that the elder has passed away, and ask for help.

This is what the saying goes, "The head of a filial son is everywhere in the streets."

Especially for those who help with officiating, carrying coffins, cooking, and other kinds of help, they all need filial sons to stand at the door and kowtow to ask for help.

Among them, especially the grave pits, the people who carried the coffin with great strength, and the kowtows of the filial sons were unambiguous.

Because the labor of these folks and neighbors is directly related to the big issue of whether the deceased can be buried in peace.

Moreover, filial sons will rush to the homes of relatives and friends who have reported mourning. To express their gratitude is to kowtow.

This kowtow is different from paying New Year's greetings. Kowtowing to pay New Year's greetings depends on seniority. The younger generation kowtows to the elders. To express filial piety, it doesn't matter the seniority. The elders may also kowtow to the younger generation.

These are all the rules of the village. Jianhua Village has been like this since Jiang Xiaobai came here.

In fact, it is also the filial son who is expressing his own sadness.

This is not only the case in Jianhua Village, but also in Longcheng. When Jiang's mother passed away.

Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Zijian, and Jiang Zijun also kowtowed to their neighbors along the way and asked them to come over and help.

Jiang Xiaobai still remembers the scene. It was raining heavily, and the three brothers were crying, kowtowing and shouting for help.

In fact, this can be regarded as a kind of emotional catharsis.

Jiang Xiaobai sat down and took out a cigarette, lit one himself, and took two long puffs.

The others watched Jiang Xiaobai sit down, and they also sat down. If Jiang Xiaobai was going to ignore the rules, of course they didn't care.

If Jiang Xiaobai wants to follow the rules, they will not break them.

It's just that Huang Zhongfu's sudden departure was still a bit unbearable for everyone. One by one, they reached out to take cigarettes from the table and lit them. Soon the office was filled with smoke.

Cover up the sad faces, as if others can't see them clearly, so you can feel sad to your heart's content.

Sun Jianyun walked to the window and opened it a crack to let the smoke out.