I provoked you on purpose

"I have to go to the cemetery in a while. You walk ahead with the flag on your shoulders, and you follow behind you with the photo in your arms. After that, the coffin bearer. Let me explain to you first. If you don't understand, just ask someone, but don't worry about it." Don't make any mistakes." After dinner, Zhou Wenwu pulled Zhou Chong aside and made arrangements.

Zhou Chong didn't know what he was going to do at first, but when he heard what Zhou Wenwu said, his scalp went numb. It seemed that there were quite a few rules.

Funerals are usually held in the afternoon, but now the burial is a bit different from before. In the past, the coffin had to fall to the ground when the sun went down, but now it only needs to be in the afternoon, and you can go to the cemetery after lunch.

The coffin bearers were eight at the front and eight at the back, a total of sixteen people carried the coffin, and a coffin weighed seven to eight hundred catties. Even with sixteen people, it was extremely difficult. The coffin was tied with extremely thick brown ropes. The stick is also extremely thick, about the thickness of an adult's arm.

The coffin rises and the suona sounds.

The sound of firecrackers, the sound of suona, and the sound of guns fired in the air all rang out.

From Zhou's house to the cemetery, it is estimated to be two miles long. The coffin does not fall to the ground, and the suona does not stop.

The rule of Jinbei is to set off a string of firecrackers at every intersection, followed by a burst of gunshots in the air. There are three intersections from Zhou's house to the cemetery. Firecrackers are fired three times, and the gunshots go off Three times, the suona blew all the way.

The suona didn't stop until it entered the cemetery and the coffin fell to the ground.

Zhou Chong put the urn in front of the coffin, and took a last look at the people buried in this land.

"Dad, you are home, you can rest in peace."

"This is the land that grandpa left for you. He misses you. You have been thinking about your homeland all your life. Now you can leave with peace of mind."

"Stop talking, you've been tired all your life, now you can take a good rest."

The person who added the soil was Zhou Wenwu.

As waves of soil were buried, a round mound rose up, which was Zhou Wenbin's last destination in this life, and his last attachment to returning to his roots.

Now, the person in the coffin has finally returned to its roots and can be buried in peace.

Zhou Chong knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed deeply three times.

One kneeling, pregnant guardian grace.

Kneeling twice, breastfeeding and nurturing.

Kneel three times, swallow bitterness and spit out grace.

You greeted my birth, but I sent you your last journey.

Your journey is over, but mine is just the beginning.

In life, everything will have a parting.

Sooner or later.

Jinbei Medical College is located in the downtown area of ​​Jinbei City. One day there was a small bustling market at the entrance, and all kinds of vendors pushing small stalls were staring at the gate, waiting for the "bell" to ring, and then shouted loudly to sell their stalls All kinds of food.

"Pancake fruit..."

"Soymilk, the soymilk just ground in the morning, it's delicious and sweet..."

"Meat buns... white and fat meat buns, stuffed with pork and green onions, seven cents each, two yuan for three!"

Just after nine o'clock, just after the first class in the morning, students in twos and threes came out of the school gate to have a late breakfast.

"Auntie, bring me five steamed buns and a cup of soy milk. After listening to the class all morning, I'm so hungry."

"Two steamed buns and bean curd! Put two more spicy slices!"

"Auntie, don't use green onions for pancakes, add more chili peppers! Put more sauce!"

Zhou Chong wore a dark purple down jacket and stood at the school gate with a suitcase in his hand. He was no different from before, except that there were strings of wood-colored beads on the wrists carrying the bag, which made him look more Buddhist.

The big iron gate of vermilion was open, and from time to time, students walked past him with breakfast in their hands, and cast curious eyes at this man who didn't fit in with Jinbei.

"Hey, what are you doing here? What are you doing standing here?"

"Are you a student here?"

The man watching the school gate was an old man, about 50 years old, wearing a military green padded jacket, a military green hat, and even military green shoes.

He folded his hands, his back was a little hunched, his face was wrinkled, and he spoke with a vicious look.

"I'm here to report today." Zhou Chong was carrying his bag, his face still expressionless.

"Report today?"

"School has started for more than a month, right?" The uncle folded his hands with surprise on his face.

"En." Zhou Chong nodded.

"Aren't you from Jinbei?" The uncle scanned Zhou Chong up and down: "Where did you take the exam?"

"Jiang City." Zhou Chong replied.

"Ah?" This time it was the uncle's turn to be surprised again: "Jiang City's report here? Didn't make a mistake?"

What kind of schools don't exist in a metropolis like Jiang City?

Many people were eager to study in Jiang City, but this was the first time that students from Jiang City came to Jinbei.

"No mistake." Zhou Chong lowered his eyelids and replied softly. "My hometown is in Jinbei."

"Oh! That's it! No wonder." The uncle nodded, but stopped exploring.

Jinbei Medical College is not very big, but it has been standing in Jinbei for some years. The teaching building is three-story, the white ash on the wall has fallen off, and the roads are full of phoenix trees.

Because it was winter, the sycamore trees were bare, and the only green visible along the way was ivy.

The freshman registration office is in the Office of Academic Affairs, which is a small building with a two-story corridor. The office of the director of the Office of Academic Affairs is next to the turning of the stairs, which is a small separate room.

The arrangement in the room is also quite simple, only a table and two stools are placed, an office computer is placed on the table, and a bookshelf against the wall is placed in the corner.

The director is a middle-aged bald man in his 40s. He is slightly fat and not tall. He wears gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, which is very distinctive.

"Report." Zhou Chong knocked on the door three times, one light and two heavy.

"Enter!"

The director was a little taken aback when he saw a tall young man with a bag standing towards the door.

"Little classmate, what are you doing?"

"I'm here to report." Zhou Chong looked at the man with his hands on his hips, his expression still calm.

"Report?"

"No mistake, right? It's been more than a month since school started." The director put down his work and looked at the people at the door.

"Should not be." Zhou Chong replied softly, and then took out a document from his bag: "This is my information."

The director immediately took it and looked at it, but he stopped when he turned to the first page and saw the name.

"You are Zhou Chong?"

"En." Zhou Chong nodded. "It should be me."

The director adjusted his glasses, looked Zhou Chong up and down, with a look of pity in his eyes.

He was very impressed with this child, because this child was supposed to be Qingbei's material, but who made something happen to the family?Jinbei Medical College was able to recruit such a student, which was considered a bargain.

"Have you got everything done at home?"

"It's done." Zhou Chong replied, "I'm here to report today."

"it is good."

"Since you're here, let's study hard. Jinbei Medical College is quite good. If you study well, you can find a good job." The director patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him softly.

Wang Yuan was holding the freshly brewed tea, and was spitting the tea foam into the trash can. Before he could spit out the tea foam, someone stopped him.

"Old Wang, don't go!"

"Come on, I'll give you a good seed!" The director put his hands behind his back and led Zhou Chong this way with a smile.

"What a good seedling?" Wang Yuan twitched his eyelids, subconsciously feeling that there was nothing good going on, and that Lao Liu was a dark person. "Just lie! There are really good seedlings, are you willing to give them to me?"

"Hey! You still don't believe it! This is really a good seed!"

The director was afraid that he would not believe it, so he quickly handed Zhou Chong's information to Wang Yuan: "Look for yourself, did I lie to you?"

When Wang Yuan glanced at it, his eyes were shocked!

"If this child hadn't had an accident at home, he would really be a seedling in Qingbei. He didn't take the two main subjects, and he still got such a high score. Do you think he is a good seedling!" Lao Liu was very sorry, but it was nothing. The solution, after all, is over.

Only then did Wang Yuan look at the young man behind him.

A purple down jacket covers his figure. He is tall, about 1.8 meters tall. His facial features are well-rounded. His excellent appearance is as sharp as a chisel. His whole body looks like he came out of a big city. Yes, Jinbei is out of tune.

"Why didn't you think about re-studying?" Wang Yuan held a cup of tea and walked in front of Zhou Chong: "With your grades, if you re-study for a year, Qingbei will definitely be fine. Why did you apply to Jinbei Medical College?"

Zhou Chong frowned slightly, raised his chin, and looked at Wang Yuan with his eyes: "Do you have to answer?"

As if he didn't expect him to say this, Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again: "You're quite temperamental!"

"Well, it's fine if you don't want to say it, I just want to tell you, don't regret it if you choose, if you want to go back and repeat it now, there is still time."

"I know." Zhou Chong's eyes were still light and calm, without any unnecessary emotions.

"Still a child!" Wang Yuan smiled lightly, and patted Zhou Chong on the shoulder: "Knowing and understanding are two different things."

"You go to the first class to recognize the students. I won't enter this information for you. I will give you a week to think about it. Then tell me after you think about it. Don't rush to reply to me. It's a big deal in your life. Think it over before Make a decision."

Zhou Chongchong nodded to him, thanked him softly, and did not speak further.

In fact, there is nothing to consider.

If he hadn't thought it through, he wouldn't have come here at all.

But other people's kindness, he will not refuse so directly.

The classroom of the second class of Chinese medicine is in the front teaching building. When Zhou Chong followed Wang Yuan in, a group of teenagers were pricking each other's wrists with needles.

"No, it's off, you tied the wrong tendon."

"What is the effect of Tiannanxing that the teacher talked about in the last class? Detoxification and swelling... what else?"

"Bah! It detoxifies and reduces swelling, dispels wind and calms convulsions, resolves phlegm and resolves stagnation! It can cure the sequelae of stroke!"

As soon as Wang Yuan came in, he saw this situation, with a smile in his eyes, and a satisfied expression on his face. It's rare that these furry children are so well-behaved!Finally, he didn't lose face in front of the new students.

"Cough! Be quiet, everyone!" Wang Yuan turned into the classroom door with his hands behind his back and a thermos in one hand.

"There is a new student in our class, you all know him!"