The Local Lazy Man System

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong pressed the answer button and asked.

"What is something wrong? If I have something wrong, can I still call you?"

Chen Tiankai said jokingly.

"Hehe, tell me, what's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong believed that there must be something wrong when Chen Tiankai called him.

Two big men, if they have nothing to talk on the phone, they will become good friends.

Ye Rongrong is very sure that he is a normal man, his orientation is absolutely correct, he is only interested in women, not men.

"Isn't tomorrow the Mid-Autumn Festival? I invite your family to my house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Chen Tiankai said.

"No, it's better to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival at your own home."

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

The Mid-Autumn Festival means that the circle of the moon symbolizes the reunion of people. This Mid-Autumn Festival means that the whole family will get together to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and go to other people's homes to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ye Rongrong would not do such a thing.

"Okay, by the way, I asked someone to send you a few boxes of mooncakes, and some other things, you will accept them later."

Chen Tiankai said.

I called Ye Rongrong today, mainly to tell him that I gave him something.

This person-to-person communication is to call frequently, and call when you have nothing to do, otherwise, the other party will easily forget you.

"It's mooncakes again!"

Ye Rongrong is a little depressed. The family has received a lot of mooncakes in the past few days. What makes Ye Rongrong speechless is that the town government also sent him two big mooncakes.

Said that this is the Mid-Autumn Festival welfare given to every civil servant in the town, but Ye Rongrong was dumbfounded, because he was not a civil servant.

Even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I enjoyed the treatment of this civil servant.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Tiankai asked suspiciously.

"My family has so many mooncakes now that I can't finish them all. There are too many."

Ye Rongrong said.

Ye Rongrong remembers that when he was young, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family would sit outside the yard to enjoy the shade, look at the bright moon in the sky, and eat mooncakes. At that time, they felt that there were not enough mooncakes, but now they can't finish them.

In China, the Mid-Autumn Festival has had the customs of offering sacrifices to the moon, admiring the moon, worshiping the moon, eating moon cakes, admiring osmanthus flowers, drinking osmanthus wine, etc. since ancient times.

It's just that with the changes of the times, these intangible cultural heritages are increasingly being forgotten by people today.

In Taoyuan Village, the traditional customs are to appreciate the moon, eat moon cakes, and drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

When Ye Rongrong was young, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, her mother would go to the store to buy a big moon cake, and when she watched the moon at night, she would cut the moon cake into small pieces and share them with everyone.

At that time, the mooncakes my mother bought were not as big as they are now, and one person could get one or two pieces.

This was not enough for Ye Rongrong when he was a child. Ye Rongrong often ate his father and mother's mooncakes.

At that time, China's economy was not so developed. Even in Wenzhou City, which is located in the southeast of China, there were still many people wandering outside the food and clothing line. Except for the holidays, they could eat a good meal and eat delicious food. snacks.

Usually, there is nothing good to eat at all.

Of course, what's more, the poor can't afford it.

But now, people's living conditions are better, and everyone is no longer short of food and drink.

Ye Rongrong used to like to eat moon cakes, but now he can't eat them anymore. Looking at the huge boxes of moon cakes at home, Ye Rongrong really has a headache!

I can't finish it!

"Let's not talk about your house, my house is overflowing with mooncakes now, so you can make some mooncakes for me on the spot."

Chen Tiankai said with a smile.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are many people who send mooncakes to their own homes. Many mooncakes are given to themselves by others, and then given to other people by themselves.

After all, the higher the social status, the more people give gifts during the festival. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Tiankai's family gives gifts in an endless stream.

Because everyone knows that Chen Tiankai's family is very rich, this gift is also a gift for the festival, and he does not care about expensive things.

"Ok!"

Ye Rongrong could only respond helplessly. After all, the gift from this family is almost at the door, and it would be bad if someone had to return it.

A good moon cake costs a few hundred yuan, so there is no need to push it back and forth.

After chatting with Chen Tiankai for a while, he hung up the phone.

The two big men had nothing to say on the phone.

Ye Rongrong thought for a while, then called Fang Bolin: "Linlin, have you bought any gifts for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"If you're not going to buy it, just give each person a shopping card worth 100 yuan." Fang Bolin said.

Nowadays, it is popular for many companies to issue shopping cards, allowing employees to choose to buy things by themselves with the shopping cards.

The advantage of this is that employees have more autonomy and can go to the supermarket to choose what they want.

Of course, there are also some disadvantages, that is, there is no festive atmosphere. In the past, during the holidays, companies and factories distributed things, and everyone went home with things in their hands, which made people feel particularly festive.

"How can I just give out shopping cards? This Mid-Autumn Festival, I have to give out mooncakes anyway. Tomorrow is a holiday. When you come over, come to me and share the mooncakes with everyone."

Ye Rongrong said.

There are so many mooncakes at home that they can't finish eating, and the shelf life is not long, so Ye Rongrong decided to let Fang Bolin use these mooncakes at home as benefits to distribute to the employees of the foundation.

"Hehe, boss, do you have too many mooncakes at home?"

Fang Bolin said with a smile.

"As long as you talk too much, if you want it, if you don't want it, I will give it to the village elderly association." Ye Rongrong said.

"Yes, why don't you? The mooncakes that others give you to the boss are all very good mooncakes. You'd be stupid if you don't want them."

Fang Bolin said.

Fang Bolin knows that many of the people my boss contacts are rich and powerful people. The mooncakes they give to her boss are not ordinary mooncakes that cost tens of dollars on the market, but must be hundreds or thousands of dollars. Expensive mooncakes for money.

If this is distributed to the employees of the foundation, they will not be very happy.

"Then come here early, it's almost four o'clock."

Ye Rongrong said.

Ye Rongrong's "Qingyao Charity Foundation" is completely based on eight-hour working hours, nine in the morning and five in the afternoon, weekends and weekends, and other holidays according to national standards.

In terms of benefits, they are not worse than civil servants at all.

...

The next day, Ye Rongrong got up early.

Because today is the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and it is also a traditional festival in our country, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In China, the Mid-Autumn Festival has a long history.

According to legend, in ancient times, ten suns appeared in the sky at the same time, causing the crops to wither and the people to live in dire straits. A hero named Houyi was so powerful that he sympathized with the suffering people. He shot down more than nine suns in one go, and strictly ordered the last sun to rise and fall on time, for the benefit of the people.

Therefore, Hou Yi was respected and loved by the people, and Hou Yi married a beautiful and kind wife named Chang'e.

Hou Yi stayed with his wife all day long except passing on his skills and hunting. People all envied this loving couple who were talented and beautiful.

Many people with lofty ideals came here to learn art from teachers, and the unscrupulous Peng Meng also mixed in.

One day, when Hou Yi went to Kunlun Mountains to visit friends and ask for enlightenment, he happened to meet the Queen Mother who was passing by, so he asked the Queen Mother for a pack of elixir.

It is said that taking this medicine can immediately ascend to heaven and become an immortal. However, Hou Yi was reluctant to leave his wife behind, so he temporarily handed over the elixir to Chang'e for collection.

Chang'e hid the medicine in the treasure box of her dressing table, but the villain Peng Meng saw it, and wanted to steal the medicine to become a fairy by himself.

Three days later, when Hou Yi led his disciples to go hunting, Peng Meng, who harbored dark designs, pretended to be sick and stayed behind.

Soon after Hou Yi left with his desciples, Peng Meng, a sword in his hand, broke into the backyard of the inner house and threatened Chang'e to hand over the elixir.

Chang'e knew that she was no match for Peng Meng, so she made a prompt decision at the critical moment, turned around to open the treasure box, took out the elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.

Chang'e swallowed the medicine, and immediately floated off the ground, rushed out of the window, and flew to the sky. Because Chang'e was concerned about her husband, she flew to the moon closest to the world and became a fairy.

In the evening, when Hou Yi returned home, the maids cried and told what had happened during the day. Shocked and angry, Hou Yi drew his sword and went to kill the villain, but Peng Meng had already fled. Hou Yi was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet, distraught, and looked up at the night sky and called out the name of his beloved wife.

At this time, he was surprised to find that today's moon is particularly bright and bright, and there is a swaying figure that looks exactly like Chang'e.

He desperately chased towards the moon, but he chased three steps, the moon retreated three steps, he retreated three steps, the moon advanced three steps, no matter what he couldn't catch up.

Hou Yi was helpless, he missed his wife, so he arranged someone to set up an incense burner table in Chang'e's favorite garden of backyard, put on the table her favorite preserved and fresh fruits, and held a memorial ceremony for Chang'e who was sentientally attached to him in the moon palace.

After people heard the news that Chang'e went to the moon to become a fairy, they set up incense tables under the moon one after another, praying for good luck and safety to the kind Chang'e.

Since then, the custom of worshiping the moon on Mid-Autumn Festival has spread among the people.

"Glory, where are you going?"

Ouyang Lizhu was exercising in the yard, seeing Ye Rongrong going out with things early in the morning, she couldn't help asking in doubt.

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I'm going to burn some paper money for my parents." Ye Rongrong said.

"It should."

Ouyang Lizhu nodded and said.

Ouyang Lizhu is now more and more satisfied with her son-in-law.

...

Others spend most of their time on the road when they go up the mountain to the grave, but Ye Rongrong can "walk gently on the waves", but it is very fast, paying homage to his parents, and it was only after nine o'clock when he came back.

Except in the middle of the night and early morning, Ye Rongrong didn't need to take care of the children at other times. There were mother-in-law, Aunt Liu, and Aunt Zhang taking turns at home, so Ye Rongrong couldn't get involved.

The main reason is that they all dislike Ye Rongrong's inability to take care of children and his carelessness.

Ye Rongrong, who was idle and bored, picked up his mobile phone and started playing WeChat.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are a lot of people sending WeChat blessings and WeChat red envelopes.

Anyway, when Ye Rongrong opened WeChat, it was full of WeChat blessings and red envelopes.

Even Ye Rongrong, who doesn't have many WeChat friends, has received thousands of dollars in WeChat red envelopes.

This is mainly because many of Ye Rongrong's WeChat friends are billionaires, and they are too embarrassed to send red envelopes of one yuan or a few yuan. (To be continued.)