I want to send you red roses

Every winter and summer vacation is the peak business period of educational institutions. A group of parents who have to work overtime on weekends are rushing to send their children one after another. The small wind chimes hanging at the door are buzzing lively.

When Yu Tang walked in among a group of young and old, Jiang Li was slumped in her boss chair. Although her body was sitting upright, her head kept falling, like a bird.

When the mobile phone in front of him suddenly rang a reminder that Alipay had credited two thousand, Jiang Li was startled, and immediately opened his eyes, "Ah...you're here?"

As she spoke, she lazily nestled herself into the back of the chair, flipped through her phone and glanced at the transfer reminder page, and clicked indifferently: "Salary is paid."

Yu Tang saw that she didn't feel happy after being woken up by Qian, and felt that Jiang Li had lost the basic happiness of life in advance.

"Well, the salary just 'reached' one-fifteenth of the debt," Yu Tang answered casually, then took out his mobile phone, clicked on a personal financial manager, and canceled the two thousand owed to Jiang Li , and asked without looking up: "So do you support installment?"

Ordinary people can temporarily have a sense of affluence as a landlord whenever they are paid wages, at least for a few days before they become: no purchase, no appointment, I have no money.But Yu Tang directly skipped this process, and even paying her salary could not bring her a moment of happiness. Instead, looking at the pile of debts that were several times the salary, her heart became more numb.

Jiang Li laughed like a dog, probably because she didn't expect such a poor person to set up a financial account book for herself, stretched her waist, took the breakfast and asked, "How much do you still owe?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the screen in Yu Tang's hand with excellent eyesight, and suddenly exclaimed softly, "I owe Duan Tingqi two... surname Duan?"

The storm of calculations in Yu Tang's mind stopped immediately, and he raised his eyes to look at her, "What's wrong with the surname Duan?"

"It's not so much, but there are not many people with the surname Duan." Jiang Li seemed to just mention it casually, shook his head, and continued to peek at her financial balance sheet, "I said... are you still calculating the current rent?"

"Or else, whoring for nothing?" Yu Tang put away her phone as if nothing had happened, and took the white porcelain teapot on the table to make tea. If I rent it out, I still have to collect thousands of dollars, how can I be worth that money.”

Looking at the back of her boiling water, Jiang Li suddenly asked, "So why don't you go back to live?"

The air remained silent for a few seconds, Yu Tang lowered his head and put a small green orange into the teapot, his eyes rolled slightly, and he asked knowingly, "Where are you going?"

Her voice obviously didn't slow down on purpose, but there was a trace of analysis and transparency, which made people hear that she didn't want to talk about this topic for no reason.

Jiang Li was silent for two seconds, and said "hmm", "It's true that there is nothing to live in, and the small broken yard that I don't even want to take care of when I demolish it."

Yu Tang didn't say anything.

"But..." Jiang Li looked at her, "You've been back for so long, have you gone back to see Uncle Ye?"

Yu Tang didn't answer. He lowered his head and washed a few small porcelain cups with a thin stream of water, put them one by one into the tray and buckled them, then turned around and walked out of the counter. Nothing, nothing to look at."

After she said that, Jiang Li suddenly turned his gaze to the calendar.Today happens to be the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. According to the tradition of Dihua, it is the day to burn paper money for the deceased relatives.

At this time, the wind blew through the window and rustled a row of sycamore trees on the side of the road. The sun that had just risen for half its head today was covered by a cirrus cloud, and the sky became faintly cloudy.

……

Duan Tingqi stepped into the company at the same time the sky was overcast, 15 minutes earlier than usual.

She took half a glass of warm water and returned to the table, while drinking slowly, she fiddled with a small pot of Guanyin lotus on the table.This pot of Avalokitesvara was specially placed here by her to remind herself at all times that life is not easy, and everyone lives casually, so we must be peaceful and Buddha.

At this time, the phone rang, and the words "Old Man" flashed on the screen.

As soon as Duan Tingqi picked it up, the other person snorted softly, "I know you're busy, but so what, I was much busier than you before."

Duan Tingxi: "..." Did she say anything?

After grabbing Bai, old man Duan said, "Do you remember what day it is today?"

"Remember." Duan Tingxi looked down at the calendar on the computer desktop, tidying up things with one hand, "I'll go back early in the afternoon."

Unexpectedly, old man Duan asked back: "Why are you back?"

Duan Tingxi: "..." What does this old man think.

"I mean, where is Yu Tang?"

"Yu Tang?" Duan Tingxi touched the new leaves of Avalokitesvara with downcast eyes, "Don't you know that she entered that place, and she has to serve the people all day long, so busy. I think our family is old. If one or two ancestors can pay homage to her, she won't be troubled by tying her up, can it be done?"

Grandpa Duan: "..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Old Master Duan raised his voice a little, and then said, "I'm not asking you to bring her back, but I just want to know, where is her master and her uncles... is she sure today?" Ready to go back and take a look?"

Duan Tingxi stopped, closed his eyes and said, "Don't you know, she hasn't been back."

The old man Duan immediately became quiet, and after two seconds he sighed softly, and said: "Then you go and see for her today."

"...What?" Duan Tingxi was suddenly incredulous, and said in surprise, "What do you mean by doing it for her...how can you do it for this kind of thing?"

"Why can't you replace me?" Old Master Duan's voice was serious, "Since you have obtained a certificate from her, her elder master is your elder master. If you burn paper for elders, what can you do?"

Old Man Duan couldn't help but say, "I'll send you the address in a while, and I'll go there after get off work, and I need some extra paper money... Remember to respect the fourteen sticks of incense."

Duan Tingxi: "..."

What fourteen sticks of incense... No, what are these things, what's going on?How did it fall on her head?

She frowned, trying to reason with the old man, "Right now, open flames are banned in urban areas, paper money and incense cannot be burned."

And what are these things?Where to buy now?In her memory, she hadn't seen it for many years.

"The yard of their house is a private residence, so you can go in and burn it secretly." After Mr. Duan said something with certainty, he immediately hung up the phone, his attitude of making a final decision was very obvious.

Duan Tingxi looked at the hung up phone expressionlessly, not intending to respond to the old man's inexplicable business assignment, put down the phone, turned on the computer, and began to deal with the operation and maintenance plan for the new quarter.

After working all morning, she leaned back in the chair, tilted her head and looked out the window for a long time.Then he looked away, pulled out his mobile phone with exhaustion, lowered his head and opened City Express, and tentatively searched for "incense candles and paper money".

Unexpectedly, this search turned up a lot, not only all kinds of colorful and fragrant ones, but also those who buy joss sticks and get ghost coins...

Duan Tingxi didn't dare to look any further, and quickly pulled to the one with the most favorable reviews at the top. After choosing randomly, he clicked one button to place an order.