At this time, Ye Xiaoyue came over and said to Mo Lin: "Actually, since my sister was scratched by a zombie, my father has regretted this decision very much. He no longer cares about grandpa's relocation."
"All he thinks about is how to solve this problem and let the living people live well."
Qi Mingzhi asked weakly: "Then our reward..."
"Hahaha!" Ye Xiaoyue said with a smile: "Don't worry, you won't lose a penny. I will transfer the remaining 50,000 yuan to your card tomorrow morning."
Mo Lin always felt something was wrong when he heard this. He thought about what Ye Xiaoyue just said:
"The remaining...50,000!!!"
Just as Ye Xiaoyue was about to turn around, Mo Lin grabbed his hand and asked, "Did you just say that the remaining 50,000 yuan was left? Could it be that the money for reburying your grandfather this time is more than 50,000 yuan?"
Ye Xiaoyue looked at Mo Lin, blinked, and said, "The total is 100,000? I paid 50,000 as a deposit, and the balance will be paid after the event is completed!"
"Holy shit!"
Mo Lin, Qi Mingzhi and Zhang Xiaoyu all had the urge to hit someone when they heard it.
The feeling is that Li Ao didn't do anything, so he gave this job to Mo Lin, and he still made 50,000 yuan for nothing!
There are such shameless people in the world!
Ye Xiaoyue didn't understand what happened and said: "Um... are you okay? Let's go back quickly. Especially you, Mo Lin, go back and wash yourself. You are so disgusting."
After Ye Xiaoyue's reminder, Mo Lin remembered that he was covered in mud, which exuded a rotten stench from the swamp.
Mo Lin hurriedly followed everyone back to Ye's house.
After returning home, the first thing Molin did was take a shower. It took her more than half an hour to wash away the rotten stench in the swamp.
He had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard a knock at the door.
Mo Lin opened the door and saw that it was Ye Shuang.
"Ye Shuang, why are you here?" Mo Lin asked, "Are you the only one? Xiao Yue didn't follow?"
Ye Shuang said: "Xiaoyue didn't come, but I wanted to chat with you."
"Oh, let's chat!"
Mo Lin let Ye Shuang come in. After the two sat down, Mo Lin asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
"It's nothing, I just want to know why you want to take this path."
"This road?" Molin scratched his head and said, "You mean Mr. Yin Yang?"
"Um."
Mo Lin was silent for a moment and said: "I did not take this road voluntarily. I had no choice..."
Mo Lin told Ye Shuang his life experience, including his innate yin and yang eyes, and his fear of ghosts like ordinary people when he first came into contact with the yin and yang world.
Ye Shuang listened silently to Mo Lin's legendary experience, his eyes twinkling.
She said: "It turns out that all of this is arranged by God and cannot be changed by human will."
Mo Lin nodded and said: "If possible, I would rather be an ordinary person and live an ordinary life."
Ye Shuang said with a smile: "But have you ever thought that ordinary people also have ordinary people's sorrows."
Mo Lin frowned and said nothing.
Ye Shuang continued: "Look at the office workers who squeeze into the bus and subway every morning. They are ordinary people. They work at a fixed time and place every day, not to mention the salary. Not only do they have no freedom all year round, they sometimes work If you don’t do well, you will still be angry with your boss.”
"After returning home, we wash and cook, take care of the elderly, and those with children have to help their children with their homework. If the children study well, they can save some worry. If the children do not study well, as a parent of an ordinary family, they will have to be criticized by the school teacher."
Mo Lin was choked by Ye Shuang's words and couldn't say a word for a long time. What Ye Shuang said seemed to be true.
He asked: "Then do you mean that rich people like you can live a happy life?"
"I never said that, rich people also have their sorrows." Ye Shuang said, "The sorrows of the rich are completely different from those of ordinary people."
Ye Shuang walked to the window, looked at the bright starry sky, and said thoughtfully: "The world of rich people seems glamorous, but in fact they are not happy because of their money."
"In the eyes of rich people, everything becomes snobbish. There is no human kindness at all. They will do anything for their own interests."
"In other words, ordinary people always want to be rich, but rich people want to be ordinary people. Do you think this animal is very sad?"
Mo Lin could not refute, what Ye Shuang said was indeed true.
Mo Lin vaguely remembered that Wang Qimin, the manager of the funeral home, said similar words to him not long ago.
Ye Shuang came back from deep thought and explained to Mo Lin: "I forgot to tell you. I am telling you this because I also like Taoism and have some insights into Lao Tzu's Taoism."
Ye Shuang continued: "You are a student of Taoism. I want to discuss it with you to confirm whether my idea is correct."
Mo Lin nodded, understood what Ye Shuang meant, and said: "First of all, I want to make it clear that although our Mr. Yin Yang learns Taoism, our Taoism has little to do with Lao Tzu in the Spring and Autumn Period."
"Yin Yang Taoism originated from Maoshan and Longhu Mountain in the Western Han Dynasty. These two places are the birthplaces of Taoism."
Mo Lin continued: "In addition, the Taoism I learned does not strictly belong to Taoism, but to the Yin Yang School of the Spring and Autumn Period. However, the Yin Yang School declined in the middle of the Western Han Dynasty, and its tenets and teachings were absorbed by Taoism."
"This naturally includes Yin and Yang Taoism. Since then, Yin and Yang Taoism has become a branch of Taoism."
"So that's it..." Ye Shuang's eyes dimmed when he heard this.
"but……"
Mo Lin said quickly: "I think you are right!"
"How can I see it?"
Mo Lin explained: "At first, I thought that Taoism was passed down from Taoism, so I also did some research on Taoism."
With that said, Mo Lin took out the Yin Yang Bagua Mirror from his backpack, handed it to Ye Shuang, and asked, "Can you tell anything when you look at this Bagua Mirror?"
Ye Shuang looked at it carefully and shook his head at Mo Lin, expressing his confusion.
Mo Lin continued to explain: "Everything in the world can be attributed to the Yin and Yang Bagua. A thing always has two sides, black and white. There is a good side, and naturally there is a bad side."
"There is yang in yin, and yin in yang. The balance of yin and yang is the foundation for the survival of all things. Mr. Laozi's Taoist advocacy of 'Tao follows nature and governs by doing nothing' may be to seek this balance of yin and yang."
"After all, humans are animals that have lived in contradictions since ancient times. They can never be satisfied and need this kind of balance of yin and yang."
Ye Shuang's eyes lit up: "That's right, it makes sense."
Mo Lin smiled and said, "It was only after I understood this truth that I accepted my fate."
"Since it's fate, why can't I face it calmly and let nature take its course? Maybe this is my best choice."
Ye Shuang nodded and said: "Yes, man cannot defeat heaven. Those who challenge the way of heaven since ancient times will not end well. Therefore, Mr. Laozi's 'Tao follows nature and governs by doing nothing' is the most suitable tenet for modern people's life."
Mo Lin nodded and said: "But there are too few people today who understand this truth, and they all think about how to climb up."
That night, Mo Lin and Ye Shuang chatted happily. Ye Shuang left very late. Before leaving, he gave Mo Lin her WeChat ID for future contact.
The next morning, Mo Lin, Qi Mingzhi and Zhang Xiaoyu packed their luggage and left with the rest of the Ye family seeing them off.
In the car, it was Ye Xiaoyue who sent Mo Lin and the others away, but this time the driver was Ye Xiaoyue himself.
Ye Xiaoyue drove the car skillfully, looked at Mo Lin sitting behind him through the rearview mirror, and said, "You just go back like this? Don't you have any other plans?"
"What other plans do you have?" Qi Mingzhi stretched and said, "I'm almost exhausted these days. Let's go back and buy a new iPhone, and then celebrate the New Year in peace!"
"That's right." Mo Lin and Zhang Xiaoyu also agreed.
"Look at your potential." Ye Xiaoyue joked: "Then I'll put you near the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China in the city, and you can go and share the spoils!"
"Huh? What does sharing the spoils mean? That's what we paid for through hard work, right?"
"Okay, okay, it's okay to pay dividends!"
"Haha, this sounds like a human saying."
…
Soon, Ye Xiaoyue's car drove into the city and stopped in front of an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
Mo Lin and the others got out of the car and said goodbye to Ye Xiaoyue. The three of them went to the bank to cash the check for 50,000 yuan that Ye Niazhang gave them.
The three of them couldn't stop laughing when they looked at so many red Mao Zedongs.
Mo Lin said: "50,000 yuan, let's get 16,000 yuan each, no objection."
Qi Mingzhi did the math and said, "No, one person has 16,000 and there are still 2,000 left in the end?"
"Fifty thousand is divided unevenly among three people." Zhang Xiaoyu smiled obscenely and said, "Ten thousand per person, don't you understand what Lao Lin means?"
"not understand."
"Stupid, of course the remaining two thousand are for fun!"
With that said, the three of them walked out of the bank, first went to a big restaurant to eat delicacies costing 800 yuan, and then went to the amusement park to play around.
Finally, in the evening, the three of them went to an Internet cafe to buy a night machine and played games until late at night.
The three idiots spent a pleasant day like this.
…
"Jingle Bell!"
"Jingle Bell!"
Maureen was awakened by the ringtone of his cell phone. He rubbed his confused eyes, picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.
Mo Lin answered the phone in confusion and asked: "Hello, hello!"
Wang Qimin on the other side of the phone said: "You are little brother Mo Lin, right? Do you remember me? I am Wang Qimin, the manager of Anlingshan Funeral Home."
"Oh, it's Manager Wang! Hello, hello." Mo Lin perked up and asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's nothing." Wang Qimin said, "Your school is on vacation, are you interested in coming to work with me for a while?"
