They call themselves sisters of Qiao Yu, but if we only count their ages, they are of different generations. This is because the eldest military boy married Lao Zhou and was only a few years younger than Qiao Yu, so the group of older sisters around her passed away earlier than her.

After careful calculation, it's been 40 years since she came to this strange world. It's no wonder that she was almost 60 years old in the millennium.

I didn't attend Wang Zhaodi's funeral, I just lit a stick of incense.

Sister Liu was lying on the hospital bed. Qiao Yu just paid her a brief visit and then left the space to the three generations of the Liu family.

Finally, she went to Zhang Cuihua's house.

As a former director of the Women's Federation, Zhang Cuihua has won a lot for the children below her, otherwise she would not have been recognized by her superiors. Even Qiao Yu chose to filter out her stupidity when he first saw her.

This person is stupid and easily exploited, but he has never hurt anyone. Being exploited also means that he has a strong ability to accept new things, especially in the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s. Zhang Cuihua quickly accepted new things, kept up with the trend, and also gave guidelines to her children.

Many women have been following the old rules for too long and are afraid to take action. They don't believe in or accept new things. They will only try to reach out when they see others win, but some people don't even dare to raise a finger. The evil spirits are jealous of the winners and throw dirty water on them.

A permed hair is a slut, and a skirt that reaches the knees is slutty.

Zhang Cuihua became the director of the Women's Federation, and she really acted like a director. She immediately stood up for the girls in the compound and scolded these naughty guys.

By then, Zhang Cuihua had already retired, and because of her age and seniority, no one dared to offend her.

In his later years, he provided a support for the girls.

These were what Shuhui occasionally mentioned to her when she went to the Beijing studio.

Qiao Yu sat at the head of Zhang Cuihua's bed, listening to the other party's weak voice: "Master..."

"......Yeah." Forget it. We are all leaving this world, so I will just have to accept my disciple's old age.

Zhang Cuihua regained some of her energy in an instant, and her tone became more vigorous. She was able to organize her words and said a long speech: "Master, please don't take the offense I caused you when we first met to heart...

I was young and ignorant..."

As if she wanted to say something, Zhang Cuihua paused and was confused for a long time.

Seeing that she was silent, Qiao Yu said, "It's okay, don't worry about it. But you were young... When I first met you, you were no longer young."

I don't take it to heart anymore, after all, the person is dying soon.

Her generosity only began to take effect at this moment.

Zhang Cuihua choked.

"Master..."

"Um?"

"I have only been learning from you for a short time, but I have benefited a lot. Thank you."

"You are welcome."

"In the next life, can I still accept you as my master?"

Qiao Yu said sternly: "We must break away from feudal superstitions. We are all materialists and cannot believe in those things!"

"……"Really?

She doesn't believe it.

She knew that when her master was in Beijing in his early days, he asked a Feng Shui master to buy a piece of Feng Shui land as a burial site for his ancestors!

She knows.

The master gave up on her.

I will not acknowledge her as my disciple in my next life.

That's really boring.

Zhang Cuihua turned her head away and said, "Master, sometimes you say things that can be hurtful."

"Still calling me 'old man'. You are old, but I am not. I will be a girl until I die! Forever eighteen!" She said it with great confidence and as if it was a matter of fact.

"..." Zhang Cuihua looked at her in shock.

You are so old, why are you still like this?

As if she had thought of something, Zhang Cuihua couldn't help but laugh, "Master, I wish I could be like you."

"Same as me, what?"

"Attitude." Zhang Cuihua paused and added, "An attitude that never ages."

It's like keeping your original intention, living transparently, and not letting filth get on you.

It is easier said than done.

After all, life is only a few decades long and passes in the blink of an eye, but every day of it is real.

Every day, we must abide by a certain mentality.

It's difficult.

Who is not crazy? Who is not insane? Who is not confused? Who is not dehumanized?

…

Watching Zhang Cuihua being cremated, watching Zhang Cuihua being buried...

Oh no, she was sleeping too lazily and couldn't turn over and see the burial of Zhang Cuihua.

Afterwards, a few incense sticks were lit.

After that, she lived on the island for half a month.

People in the past either left the island or passed away, so when we meet again, they are all strangers.

Although she looked pretty and indifferent, she was often called "Grandma Qiao" by young girls and boys. Those young men with thin skin would blush after being called that.

As soon as Qiao Yu left, he couldn't help but mutter, "This doesn't belong to a grandma, it's clearly from an aunt..."

…

Zhou Keke and Zhou Kehai, the twins, are in college. Apart from them and Zhou Wu, there are no other people at home.

Zhou Wu's personality has not changed much, he always goes fishing. But now he has the equipment, so he doesn't need to stretch his muscles, just tie his head and scoop up fish.

Now Zhou Wu prefers to go to the sea on holidays.

What can I do if I don’t drill?

My wife and children are not around.

He has extraordinary lung capacity and can hold his breath for half an hour. If he dives into the deep sea with equipment, he can stay there for a whole day unless he is extremely hungry.

Purely, I was a fish in my previous life.

Since I have human skin in this life, I certainly can't torture it like this, especially in the hot summer, when it's easy to get sunburned. So every year I prepare a lot of plasters to repair the skin after sunburn. These are the recipes given by Qiao Yu, and Zhou Wu made them himself.

Why is it a sunburn repair ointment?

Zhou Wumei said that in order to protect the ecological environment, not applying ointment before diving is to prevent the sea from being polluted.

With Zhou Wu, a master fisherman, there is never a shortage of seafood at home.

Every time Qiao Yu comes, he can eat enough in one go.

Looking at Zhou Wu's increasingly dark skin...

"How about I leave you some whitening recipes? Hmm...if you brew the herbs yourself, it may not be effective. How about I send them to you every year?"

"What? Whitening?" Zhou Wu smiled with a row of neat white teeth, "Mom, I'm a man, it doesn't matter if I have some dark spots! What's the big deal? This is how I look manly!"

"You're so manly! You're almost as black as a black man! You're going to be a mutant!"

"You are the ones looking at me. If I don't look in the mirror, it won't hurt my eyes!"

Seeing that Qiao Yu was still nagging, Zhou Wu said, "Mom, can you make some arrangements to let me retire early? My wife and I have been living apart for many years, and this is not a solution."

"…What did you say?"

Zhou Wu pursed his lips.

Qiao Yu immediately flew into a rage: "I haven't even retired yet, and you dare to think about it! Not only do you dare to think about it, you even ask me to help you run it?! How dare you be so bold?! If you really can't control your lower body, just chop it off for me! Otherwise, you will end up like your uncle, who is still in trouble when he is old!"

When Zhou Wu heard his mother say that she wanted to chop the meat, he subconsciously clamped his legs together.

He swore that this was the only time in his life that he would see such a lady sitting like this.

After hearing his mother's last words, Zhou Wu quickly explained: "Mom, mom, what are you talking about? How could I be as bad as my uncle? That's not good enough! Don't talk nonsense in front of Shuhui. Am I that kind of person?"

"What? You said I'm a bullshit?" Qiao Yu grabbed Zhou Wu's ears and spitted at him.

The gate to the courtyard was open, and Qiao Yu and Zhou Wu were talking quite loudly, so many children around came over with their bowls and chopsticks to watch the fun.

Zhou Wu half of his body stood up with the help of Qiao Yu, and hurriedly said, "Mom, Mom, Mom...be gentle, give me some face, give me some face..."

"Even if the king of heaven comes, I won't give him face, let alone a bastard like you! You stay alone all day, and no one cares about you, right? Fine! I'll stay here for a few more days and take good care of you!"

Zhou Wu's hell lasted for half a month.