A few people got on the car, first went to a nearby supermarket to shop, then got into his car and headed towards the southern suburbs.
"How are you two doing now? Have you settled on a job?" Su Qing asked while driving.
"What else can I do, just muddling through. I switched jobs, now working in a company doing operations, not doing well, low pay, lots of work, I'm thinking of quitting," Ding Qiang said helplessly from the passenger seat.
Back in the day, he studied even less than him and Lao A, and ended up attending a vocational school. Because he was rebellious at the ti, he went to study in the south just to be a bit further from ho.
It's only been a year since he graduated, this is the stage of confusion, wanting to switch jobs is normal, after all, this is the ti when college graduates face the strongest impact from society.
Almost every college graduate goes through such a phase, not knowing what they should do, what they can do, low pay, lots of work, high pressure, facing the harshness of society straightforwardly without that protective shield of student status, most are confused.
It's just that the length of this confusion varies. Those with stronger adaptability may get through it in a month or two, while those with less adaptability may not co out of it even in two or three years, constantly rotating between different jobs and companies, or just idling at ho.
Even he himself, if not for recently being brought into the company by Aunt Shen and the ergence of side jobs, would still be editing videos in a rental house, living off unstable inco through his days.
Simply put, he hasn't really gotten through that so-called phase of confusion either, so when Ding Qiang ntioned his own confusion, he could empathize.
Of course, those from good families, whose families have companies themselves, are excluded. Kids from those families never worry about finding a good job, nor do they worry about money.
Even families that are moderately well-off will spend money to get connections, get their kids a good job, preferably a civil service position or the like. He's seen cases like this too.
"I'm still the sa, but recently found a hospital that wants , it's really not easy," Qin Wei said with a smile from the back seat, with Wang Xing grabbing him around the neck.
This kid studied Chinese dicine. For a bachelor of dicine to find a job in his field is indeed difficult, after all, studying dicine, only by pursuing graduate studies would there be more job opportunities.
But naturally this kid didn't go for graduate studies, at first many job interviews with hospitals were unsuccessful.
"That's great, whenever Lao A's wife is giving birth, we'll call you," Su Qing said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Qin Wei quickly waved his hands, "No way, my hospital is a county-level hospital, and I just joined, don't know a thing yet, have no reputation, by the way, Lao A, you got a wife?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xing raised an eyebrow, his expression indicating he was about to brag.
He hurriedly cut him off, "Even a bootlicker has his day, licking until he has everything in the end."
"Is it true, is it the girl Lao A talked about before?"
"You did it, call her out so the brothers can et her?"
"Yeah, can't believe you're the first to get a girlfriend, that's really unlucky!"
Upon hearing this, Ding Qiang and Qin Wei imdiately erupted in chatter.
After all, among these few guys, Wang Xing never seed like soone who's good at relationships, of course, this was just in their opinion.
After all, in Su Qing's perspective, just talking about appearance, Wang Xing is still better than those two, at least he's not fat, and tall, with no obvious flaws, just a bit ordinary-looking, yet the probability of finding a girlfriend is not small.
In Ding Qiang's case, unless he loses weight, or finds soone who likes chubby guys; as for Qin Wei, forget it, thin as a stick, not tall, these are hard drawbacks.
"Unlucky, my ass, persistence pays off with the touch of gold, ngting was moved by my sincerity.
Speaking of unlucky, it must be Qingzi. He's doing great nowadays, blessed with benefactors, no need to strive anymore,"
Upon hearing this, Ding Qiang and Qin Wei couldn't help but look at him: "Qingzi, are you being kept by a rich woman? Well, in school, I thought you had the potential to be a gigolo, guess you found a shortcut, so how old is the aunt? Any sisters? Let get in on it too,"
Su Qing:...
"Get lost, I'm not..."
"Hey, hey, hey, Qingzi, be honest, isn't Aunt Shen living next door, got you into her company, and helping you make money, and you made a few tens of thousands in just a week?" Wang Xing continued.
"Bullshit, that's money I earned with my skills!"
"Sure, on your skills, and Da Huang's monthly salary of eighteen thousand is also on skills? Damn, even the dog earns more than ," Wang Xing shouted enviously, his voice full of lant.
At this, Ding Qiang, sitting in the passenger seat, laughed, "That's definitely being kept, but Lao A, as for Qingzi earning that money, I'm not envious at all, it takes nerve to serve an old lady, I've got to respect that."
Wang Xing: "What if I say that aunt is actually very pretty and at most thirty years old?"
Ding Qiang, Qin Wei: "Then he damn well deserves to die!"
Su Qing:...
In the car, the four chatted and laughed, the joy of reuniting with old friends overshadowed the sadness of the journey.
After more than an hour, the group finally got out of town, the car picked up speed, and after another half hour, they reached their destination, the South Suburban Cetery.
The cetery was desolate and quite simple, without even a proper gate, as the vehicle ascended a mountain road, winding back and forth, finally stopping near a security post in a spacious area.
The four got out of the car in unison, opened their black umbrellas, the drizzle around them, the mountain appearing particularly quiet, almost no one seen visiting to pay respects.
It wasn't a grave-sweeping holiday after all, there wouldn't be that many people, plus, this cetery wasn't very large, outside the city limits.
Each of the four held a black umbrella, carrying their items in their other hands.
"Is it about ti?" Su Qing asked.
Next to him, Qin Wei checked his watch, "It's eleven-thirty, there shouldn't be anyone around."
This year marks the third anniversary of San'er's passing, according to local custom, family mbers are expected to visit, even holding a few tables of food back ho.
"If that's the case, did everyone bring everything?"
"Brought it all, all things San'er liked."
"Then let's go!"
With that, the four of them, holding four umbrellas, walked side by side up the mountain.
Soon they found their destination according to the address given, but from a distance, they saw a graceful figure standing before San'er's grave.
As they walked closer, they discovered the woman standing in front of the tombstone, the na inscribed, none other than San'er's real na, ng Ziming, turned to face the approaching group.
The group exchanged glances, puzzled, the girl appeared about their age, slender, simply dressed, with striking looks, her impressive amount of hair tied up at the back, bangs covering one eye.
Despite this, it could be seen the girl was quite handso.
Just when the three didn't know how to start the conversation, the girl smiled at the four of them and spoke:
"Su Qing, Wang Xing, Ding Qiang, Qin Wei"
Each ti she said a na, she looked at the respective person, it was clear the girl was very familiar with them, yet none of the four had t her before.
[If there is any kind of feeling in this world that can make people more sorrowful, it must be two people liking each other but never having the chance to express it before being separated by life and death, witnessing hope in despair, only to fall again into despair]
"I want to see him again, even if it's from afar!"
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