Chapter 491

Today is April 7, 2090, the eighth day of March, Friday, just three days after the Qingming Festival.

Now this kind of activities to commemorate ancestors are going through more and more process. Cloud ancestor worship is not new. There is even a very wonderful "underground mailbox" service. Because everyone's mailbox is separate, even if it's cancelled, it won't appear for the second time. So the living people can send emails to their dead relatives and friends, and as long as the "underground mailbox" function is turned on, it's easy to use it The email will be prompted as "read".

Just thinking about it is very special. It's scary, OK.

At present, the number of cemeteries is extremely rare. The bones of the deceased are either spilled into the sea and eaten by fish and shrimp, or filled with a container and thrown into space together. They wander alone for decades and hundreds of years, and finally melt away when they are close to the sun.

So these days, people are basically worshiping ancestral tablets, but there is no tomb to sweep.

There is a small room in Lu Zhengkang's home. There is an electronic display screen in it. After power on, there will be information about ancestors' taboos, photos and so on. Slide shows will be displayed. One by one, the electronic screen will also play music, great sorrow mantra and so on.

There was no sentimental atmosphere. Every time Lu Zhengkang knelt and kowtowed on the futon in front of the electronic tablet, he just wanted to laugh.

Life is so disillusioned, it's more disillusioned than the slide on the smart card.

It's the happiest time for the children of grade one to finish school early on Friday, because it's a very comfortable time to go home for a day and a half and go back to class on Sunday afternoon.

Lu Zhengkang stopped the monitor at Chunhua station.

"Hello, chief monitor, what a coincidence that you also take the train to the school gate?" Lu Zhengkang laughs so innocuously that he looks like a Shapi dog coming out to bask in the sun.

Bai Fengzhen stood upright, like a wire pole to attract dogs to pee. He turned his head and stared like a monitor. He spoke slowly, "where is Su Xiang? Don't you always focus on Mencius and Mencius? "

Lu Zhengkang coughed twice and raised his schoolbag. "She's staying at school this week. By the way, comrade monitor, look, I'm doing my homework..."

"Don't think I'll lend you a copy."

"No, no, no, that's not what I mean. What do you think of me as! What's your look like? "

"Look at the swindler's eyes." Bai Fengji is indifferent.

"Hahaha, you're really kidding." Lu Zhengkang laughed for a while, but the monitor didn't respond.

"Is that a joke? It's just the truth. "

Lu Zhengkang was so amused by this sentence that he said, "you're too powerful. I can't stand it. Gaga, Gaga..."

Bai fengzhe stopped talking. People around him were watching them. Lu Zhengkang laughed awkwardly for a while, but his voice dropped down unconsciously. He shrugged at everyone, "it's really funny!"

People around are also happy. The inside and outside of the small station are full of happy air. Only Bai Fengji is still standing, like a telegraph pole or a Populus euphratica.

Lu Zhengkang tilted his head, "don't you really think it's funny?"

Bai Fengzhen took back his eyes.

Zou Jiaqi suddenly jumped out of the crowd, "Yo, are they all here? Together? " Behind him, several bad friends are watching in secret.

Zhang yingxuan: "it seems that we have successfully broken into the enemy."

Wei Changjun: "yes, this action is bold, but we can definitely gain a lot of internal information."

Zhou Ping Why am I here? Oh, yes, out of school.

The train stops at the platform all the time, waiting for the shift. After a few words, it's just the boarding time before departure. The airtight doors of the train compartment pop up together. In the hissing sound, the doors open to both sides, and the pedals extend to the platform. With a cheer, the students rush into the train, find their favorite seats, place their buttocks, and put their schoolbags in the containers on their heads The atmosphere is warm.

Lu Zhengkang followed Bo Fengji. She sat on the edge of the car, near the window, and looked out of the car. She didn't say anything. Lu Zhengkang was next to her, but Zou Jiaqi was separated from them by a corridor.

"Comrade monitor, can I go to your house and do my homework?"

This sentence comes out, others haven't felt it yet, but Zou Jiaqi almost jumped up.

[Zou Jiaqi]??? How much did we miss? Is this the schedule? What kind of immortal is Lu Zhengkang? He even said that he wanted to go to the girl's home directly? Shouldn't this kind of thing be discussed in advance? Hello! Aren't you afraid to be considered a pervert by her family? 】

Bai Fengzhen turned her head and looked serious. Lu Zhengkang was worried. She asked in a sincere and soft voice, "you don't have a home?"

[Zou Jiaqi (holding a smile): Ma ye, what's this wonderful straight female answer? Lu Zhengkang, I didn't expect your opponent's level to be so high, did you? 】

"no, I mean, you see, Mr. Wei asked us to set up a study group. I think the monitor was chosen by a good person." Lu Zhengkang explained.

[Zou Jiaqi: what's the bullshit answer? Can you cheat ghosts? 】

"that's OK." From his small satchel, Bai Fengzhen took out a Book of "Selected Poems of Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms", which warmed his words.[Zou Jiaqi: what? What do you mean, OK? That's it? 】He looked helplessly at the front row, not far away from the bad friends to draw a "how?" And he just shook his head.

Zhang yingxuan: "what do you mean by shaking your head?"

Wei Changjun: "maybe he can't hear? Across the corridor, it's normal that you can't hear. "

Zhou Ping Internet cafe, here I am.

The train is walking slowly along the broad avenue. It's the month of peach blossom in full bloom. When the breeze blows, it turns into a red rain. The cold petals fly into the window and fall on the page of Bai Fengji's book. It's just a poem full of sunset. She twists the sad tears of the star and says gently: "in xuandu temple, peach trees are planted after Liu Lang has gone."

Lu Zhengkang looked at Lianhua girl, her often indifferent cheek, I do not know when is full of thoughtful wave shadow.

The sun is deep orange through the dense black hair of cypress maple. She shakes her head smartly. The fragrance of shampoo volatilizes. She shakes away the faint melancholy in her heart, twists the petals and gently throws them out of the window to see that it is still a drop of red rain and disappears in the wind of the train.

"Are you not happy?" Lu Zhengkang asked

She did not answer, looking out of the window, just smile, dimple silhouette is full of tenderness.

Zou Jiaqi looked at them in a daze. His eyes were attracted by Bai Fenghe, and his heart and lungs trembled.

Zou: monitor, it's really beautiful. 】

……

Lu Zhengkang walked with Bai Fengji all the way. He always wanted to talk to him, but the monitor gave fewer and fewer answers.

On the way, Zou Jiaqi came out of nowhere and asked, "can I do my homework with you?"

Lu Zhengkang shrugged his shoulders and looked at the monitor, while Bai Fengji thought seriously, "yes."

"It's so simple!" Zou Jiaqi was shocked.