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

When the son moved from the house of "half a friend" to the house of "a friend", when the friend saw this, he quickly pulled him into the house, closed the door tightly, asked him why, and quickly asked him to take off his bloody clothes to comfort him, and told him to hide him at home temporarily. , trying to rescue, this is what his father said a friend.At this moment, the son finally realized that his father was a semi-friend.

Don't have too high expectations of others, such as borrowing money. When you lend money, be prepared for the other party not to come back.

“The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the setting sun in winter.

In my melancholy youth, when I was young, I once thought so ignorantly..."

When the sun shone in the bedroom and the alarm on his cell phone rang, Zhang Lan suddenly sat up from the bed.He closed his eyes and was in a daze for a while, then he took a breath and opened his eyes and got out of bed.

When Zhang Lan got up and took a shower, there was already a buzzing sound outside. Today is February [-]th. Everything has been prepared in the past few days, but she just looked at the last one.

Zhang Lan didn't go to bed until after three o'clock in the morning last night. He had been thinking about today's process. This was the first time he had done such a thing.

In the past, most of Zhang Lan's time was in the school classroom, singing a song and introducing herself in front of dozens of classmates.

Since entering the society, Zhang Lan has never experienced this kind of scene of stepping forward to speak and preside over the situation in front of hundreds of people.

When he was working, Zhang Lan would always be a small character sitting at the staff meetings organized by the company.Later, when I returned home and gained a little social status, I was more likely to be a guest.

For the protagonist to behave like this today, it is the first time that Zhang Lan is really a big girl getting on the sedan chair.

After washing, Zhang Lan looked at the time. It was almost seven o'clock. The scheduled start was at ten o'clock. There were still three hours left, so it was not too late.

When they arrived in the yard, Zhang Jialin, whose eyes were red, was talking to someone. When he saw Zhang Lan coming out, he said quickly: "You just happened to be here. Let's go over the process again. The leaders of the town will come over later, and then the process will be restored." Need a change.”

Zhang Lan said unexpectedly: "Didn't we just say it was only people from our village last night? Why do the leaders of the town also want to come here now?"

When Zhang Jialin finally discussed the process with Zhang Jialin and others last night, Zhang Lan remembered clearly that Zhang Jialin said that people from the town would not come because the birthday of the Bodhisattva was being celebrated in the yard next to it, but now the yard next to it is still a homestead. Due to the formalities, temple leaders can pretend that such seemingly irregularities do not exist and the public will not take action against them.

But if you want him to come to the platform during the event, it will be different.If there is an investigation later, it will be a question of who will bear the responsibility.

"Originally, no one came, but the people who will come later are different. The leaders of the town can't just pretend to be deaf and dumb when they find out. Besides, as long as you don't apply for the procedures to build a temple, this is your own house. Homestead, it’s okay to deal with this little thing.” Zhang Jialin explained.

Zhang Lan took the paper from Zhang Jialin's hand, looked at the process that was almost completely different from what was discussed last night, and said speechlessly: "According to your arrangement, starting the consecration ceremony at ten o'clock on time is nonsense, what talk is there but no talk? Yes, I don’t want to do anything else. Just start preparing for the cannon at [-]:[-]. After arranging the personnel, just start the cannon. All the subsequent speeches and other processes will be omitted," Zhang Lan said.

Zhang Jialin thought for a while and said: "You mean to end the matter as soon as the cannons are set off. Burn incense when it's time to burn incense, and sing opera when it's time to sing?"

Zhang Lan nodded: "Yes, don't do any speeches, photo reports, etc. There are no procedures in the first place, and we have to go through the formal procedures everywhere. If someone reports us, we will be able to get it back." It's not easy to get round. It's better to just sing and set off firecrackers and arrange the people who will start offering incense. I'll answer the phone and you guys chat first." Zhang Lan's cell phone rang. After talking to Zhang Jialin, Zhang Lan took the cell phone and prepared to walk to Answer the phone.

Seeing Zhang Lan turn around to leave after saying that, Zhang Jialin said quickly: "You answer the phone first, this is the person who offers the incense. I will have something to do later."

The call was from Wu Xiaokui, saying that Su Chengsong, his wife Xu Ping and their daughter were driving to Qingshan Village soon, and asked Zhang Lan to help find someone to greet them. He didn't know where Zhang Lan's home was.

"I know what her license plate number is. I'll ask someone to pick her up at the roadside at the entrance of the village. It's actually easy to find. There is a stage set up in my house now, and you can hear the sound of opera singers from a distance." Zhang Lan said. .

"I just told her that I didn't expect Xu Ping to go. Her driving skills are not very good. If I had known she was going, we wouldn't have gone to such trouble." Wu Xiaokui said on the phone.

"It's okay. I'll arrange for someone to go there right now. You can send me Xu Ping's phone number and license plate number later."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Xiaokui sent Xu Ping's phone number. He didn't know the license plate number, so he asked Zhang Lan to call Xu Ping directly and ask.

Zhang Lan called Xu Ping with her mobile phone. After exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Lan just said that she would send someone to pick her up at the intersection. Xu Ping said no, she had already entered the village and happened to meet someone on the roadside. After asking about it, she Along the way, the sound of opera singing has been heard.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Lan was about to go out to pick up someone. Zhang Jialin hurriedly followed and asked, "Do you have a list of who will be offering incense after the consecration?"

"Where is the list? Who knows who will come over. What's wrong?" How come there is a list? Zhang Lan herself doesn't know who will come over later.

Zhang Jialin explained: "I heard that people from Xiangshi and Shangshi are coming. Otherwise, how could the leaders of the town say no to coming, and now they say they want to come."

Zhang Lan waved as he walked and said, "Don't worry about these things. No matter who comes over today or what they want to talk about, we'll talk about it after it's over."

Zhang Lan was already feeling a little irritable at this time. To be honest, the situation now was even more chaotic than when he got married. When he got married, his parents and relatives helped him prepare for work.

In today's situation, most of the people who came here came for Zhang Lan. Zhang Lan had to come out to receive every person who came. Zhang Lan could not have imagined that there would be so many things.

He also didn’t expect that when he told people that he was going to consecrate the Bodhisattva on February [-]th, so many people would come back after the news spread among the friends he notified.

In the past two days alone, Zhang Lan had used WeChat and phone calls to notify friends who were coming over, and there were dozens of them. Among them, those whom Zhang Lan was not familiar with were not included at all.

What Zhang Lan originally thought was to just notify a few familiar friends to come over and burn incense. Now Zhang Lan is too lazy to go out and talk about his medical skills. He doesn't care what outsiders think of his treatment methods. He can cure people. Well, there's no problem. (End of chapter)