After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

100 is just a ticket to watch the excitement

Father Sanqi didn't want to go back at first, because those memorial ceremonies were mainly for the participation of sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren, and the requirements for unmarried daughters were not strict.

Those who went to work went to work, and those who went to school went to school. Thinking of the quarrel on the day of the funeral, Jiang Yingying was worried that Xiaowei would be bullied if he went home alone, so she said that she had nothing to do and insisted on going with him to pay his respects.

Xiao Wei was of course aware of her intention. Her job was to kill time anyway, and she had no restrictions on commuting, so she had no reason to object.

When the two arrived, the ceremony had already begun. Three monks were sitting on three sides of the octagonal table in the middle of the main room, chanting intently.

The south side of the table was empty, with an incense burner and tablet on it, a paper bowl underneath, and a ball of grass on the ground in front, for filial sons and grandchildren to kneel down and worship.

After Jiang Yingying knelt down, she stood aside and stared at a large piece of yellow cloth hanging from the table in a daze.

Xiao Wei, who had just thought it was a Buddhist scripture, took a closer look and found that the black words in the middle of the yellow cloth were actually a five-character poem: The stars and the moon in the sky, the water and the mountains on earth, the mountains and the water are always in the world, but people change thousands of times.

Xiao Wei racked his brains but could not figure out where this poem came from. The meaning is easy to understand, and it complements Buddhist principles, so it can be considered a good poem.

Jiang Yingying said: "There is nothing wrong with this poem, but why does it feel so awkward to me?"

Xiao Wei agreed, "I don't like it either. I don't believe there is anything perfect in this world."

Since Xiao Wei pushed Jiang Yingying to the front, she has encouraged Jiang Yingying to read more books and newspapers and recite ancient poems. This is not for promotion, but just to pretend to be smart in front of others and to maintain her current status.

People don't become powerful gradually, but they ascend all at once.

As we were chatting, we heard the village head's wife calling from the drying field outside: "Xiao Wei, come out for a moment."

Xiao Wei had no choice but to stand in front of her reluctantly: "What can I do for you?"

"Tell me honestly, do you want to marry Youfu or not?"

Xiao Wei sneered and asked back: "Do you think Youfu is worthy of me?"

"If you don't want to, then why do you always come to sleep with him?"

Xiao Wei cursed inwardly. Once or twice, it became "always" in your mouth, but she was too lazy to correct it: "What kind of words are these? Youfu has slept with so many people, but he has never married her home."

"He never brought anyone back except you."

Xiao Wei looked nonchalant: "Does it matter? We are all adults, we are just playing around. He slept with me at first, but you didn't agree to marry me. Why do you change your mind now?"

The lady was so angry that her face turned blue: "You-do you still have any shame?"

Xiao Wei became calmer: "I didn't sleep with the second man, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. But your family is lucky, you slept with so many men, how dare you come to me and make conditions?"

The lady froze at the question, Xiao Wei continued to sneer: "Don't talk about gender equality now. Even in the past, I was the legal wife arranged by my parents and the matchmaker, and it was against the rules for Youfu to have an affair outside. What right do you have to teach me a lesson?"

"You mean, you don't want to marry Youfu at all, you just want to have fun with him, right?"

"Yeah. He slept with me back then and didn't want to marry me, and now I don't want to marry him. We're just playing around with each other, and no one owes anyone anything. Is that a problem?"

"You--you are so shameless."

Jiang Yingying chimed in: "It's not your turn to teach my girl a lesson. Xiaowei isn't a troublemaker like Youfu, so what qualifications do you have to point fingers at her?"

The lady asked anxiously, "If you don't want to get married, why do you keep losing your hair?"

"I haven't had enough fun yet, why do you want to stop?"

Jiang Yingying sneered: "You are the one who does it on the first day, so don't blame others for doing it on the fifteenth. If you have the ability, go back and take care of your own son. If you want to show off here, you should first take a piss and look at yourself to see if you are worthy."

Several people gathered around to persuade him. They all felt that what Xiao Wei said made sense, but they also felt that the logic was weird. They knew it was wrong, but they didn't know where it was wrong.

After everyone left, Jiang Yingying whispered, "Girl, I don't know what you think, but it's not a good idea to go on like this. Mainly, it will be troublesome once you get pregnant."

Xiao Wei calmly replied: "I won't let that happen. In fact, I don't know what to do now."

This is indeed true, and the experience of the previous life is of no use. Rationally speaking, we should cut off the desire when necessary, but desires cannot find a better and safer outlet. Life is really contradictory.

I want to enjoy life to the fullest, why am I so conflicted?

After lunch, a cousin came to borrow money, saying that he was still short of 30 yuan for the betrothal gift: "They won't give in. You know my family's situation, and we really can't get it together."

Xiao Wei was already in a bad mood, and said unhappily: "I have never lent money to anyone. Just name one and I will lend it to you."

The cousin was not convinced: "There are many families in our East Village who borrow your soybeans to sell for money."

Xiao Wei was stunned. There was actually such an operation. He was convinced: "Sure. You can go ask Wang Youfu if he has any soybeans. As long as the village chief writes an IOU and guarantees to return it when the time comes, I don't mind."

My cousin said, "I have already asked. They have all been borrowed from the village grain station."

"Then there's nothing I can do."

"Isn't it the same as borrowing money to sell soybeans? I will return the soybeans to you in the fall."

"It's not impossible. I can buy peanuts and soybeans with my own money and lend them to you. You just need to return the grain to me in the autumn. The prerequisite is that it must be an IOU written by your village chief. I will hand it over to Wang Youfu. As long as he can buy peanuts and soybeans, I will lend it to him."

The second brother could not help but object: "We can't do that. The price of peanuts and soybeans is still expensive now. They will definitely be much cheaper in autumn. If they are the same weight, Xiao Wei will not only lose no interest, but will also lose a lot of money."

The cousin was quite reasonable: "Is it really not possible to just borrow the money? If Wang Youfu messes up, it will be a huge loss."

A monk said: "The girl is still young and ignorant. If she does this, she will lose everything."

"It would be good if we could get back half of it."

Jiang Yingying also said: "You little bitch, if you play like this, you will lose everything. You have to think of other ways, such as borrowing one catty and returning one catty and two ounces or something like that."

Xiao Wei waved his hand arrogantly: "Stop talking. Once you say something, it's like spilling water. It has to count. But I only have 500 yuan left, so I'll spend it all."

Jiang Yingying said angrily: "Stinky girl, are you sure you want to do this?"

Xiao Wei didn't care: "Since I said it, it must be counted. If you want to borrow, go to my house with Wang Youfu tomorrow morning to get the money to buy it, and you can get it with the village chief's IOU. However, my cousin can be the first to borrow 30 yuan, and others can only borrow 5 yuan of grain at most. If you borrow too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay it back in the autumn."

Someone laughed and said, "Now, my cousin is going to be rich. He can sell the borrowed grain at a high price and make a fortune."

"This way, it's worth it even if you eat it yourself."

"Keep your voice down, don't let anyone else know, otherwise they will all rush to borrow it."

"No need to wait until tomorrow. Go find Wang Youfu and the village chief now."

Jiang Yingying smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid they'll start fighting over it."

Xiao Wei said arrogantly: "I can afford to lose 500 yuan. Just think of it as buying a ticket to watch the excitement."