Chapter 1468: Character Side Story: Zhang Jizu

Character Side Story: Zhang Jizu

"Sigh, do you know? I heard from the captain today that someone else has come."

"Coming again? The salary pot is only so big. If someone else comes, there won't even be a fart of money left to share!"

"I heard it's a top student, called something C9. What is C9?"

"The ghost knows. With English letters, they definitely get more. Damn, these days are getting worse by the day. It's one thing to support some poor relatives of the leaders, but what is a top student doing here? Can't a top student find a job?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down. If the captain hears you, he'll lecture you again."

"What's wrong with complaining? Can't a person even speak the truth anymore? With so many people collecting paychecks for doing nothing, the ones being squeezed are all us poor folks without status or background!"

You just watch, this so-called West 9 is definitely another one eating an empty salary."

"Sigh, I saw him. The young man is quite tall, looks okay, looks like a top student at first glance, just squinting his eyes and keeping a cold face, scary as hell."

"Yo, a top student doing the whole act? He really came? Where? Point him out to me."

"Let's go, let's go, I'll take you over. I saw him collecting his bedding; the signature he wrote was Zhang Jizu. You say this name is quite a match for our graveyard."

"There, that's him. He must be 1.8 meters tall, right?"

"Don't say, he really looks like a human. Look at this delicate skin and tender meat; he must be from a rich family. Coming here is just to block other people's mouths so they can't catch his handle. Just watch, he'll run in two days. I've seen too many of these people. Pfft, don't know how much money is in his family, and he won't even let go of these few pennies. Damn, these people really deserve to die."

"No, why do I see something wrong? He seems to have knelt down. Is that new tombstone from his family?"

"Hm? Yo, I know now. No wonder a top student is willing to come to the graveyard to be a security guard. Those two in his family are probably... you know, ate too much big fish and meat and got themselves fed to death."

"Ah? What do you mean? Are those his parents?"

"Of course. I was the one who carried the tombstone over. Both of them, not very old, both looked quite good, looked like rich people. A lot of people came when they were sent off, and our captain was accompanying them on the side like a grandson. I just said, a child from a rich family who is also a top student wouldn't lose his face for this little money. It turns out his family collapsed."

"What did I say? A child raised with money is useless. That academic qualification is all gold-plated; once the gold fades, the inside is rotten."

"Calling him a top student, maybe he's not even as good as you. Pfft."

"?"

"Not brother, why does this sound like you're scolding me?"

"Your brother isn't that kind of person; I'm scolding you two."

"..."

"Where is he? Went to the tombstone again?"

"Of course. It's so cold outside, I shiver when I go out, and he can take it."

"If he can take it, that's good. All the night shifts will be arranged for him in the future; we two can just sleep."

"Sigh, in this freezing weather, who would come to the graveyard to wander around? Why must there be a night shift? Besides, there's no one outside the graveyard, and do the people in the graveyard need watching? Really don't understand, what do you say the captain is doing it for?"

"You don't understand. This is called emotional value. If we don't do this, can those sons and grandsons outside the graveyard give money? If they don't give money, who will support us?"

"Go to sleep. This isn't something you should be thinking about with your 1500 monthly salary."

"Also, I heard the top student's monthly salary is double mine. No wonder studying is useful; even dropping out can earn so much."

"How much!?"

"3000!?"

"The dog-day little brat earns 3000 a month?"

"Deserved, really deserved. Earning so much, he should be the one to work the night shift. Damn, lock the door, must make him do 3000 worth of work!"

The sky was about to dawn, and the cold wind was howling.

Zhang Jizu, who had sat in the biting wind all night, watched the sky light up in the distance, and his heart reached a long-lost tranquility.

Having experienced so many days of grief, he had figured it out and reached a "compromise" with death.

The family of three had been separated in different places before, parents each had their own careers, and he was also busy with his studies, trapped in the quagmire of projects, papers, and competitions. Almost all communication was online.

At that time, he missed them very much, but he didn't have time to miss them. He tried hard to get closer to them, and even did better than them, just so they could rest for a while.

And now, everyone had finally rested, no longer busy, no longer rushing, no longer separated, and reunited just like this.

Quite good.

Really quite good.

At first, Zhang Jizu was also very sad. He felt that life had lost its meaning, but great pain is often accompanied by great enlightenment. After experiencing such a long period of sadness, he finally understood death.

Death was never separation, but the longest-lasting companionship.

He himself was the eyes they left in the world. Everything they wanted to see, he would eventually see, even if it was in this small graveyard.

Although the graveyard was small, the "society" it reflected was not small.

Not long after, the captain of the graveyard security team arrived. He was always punctual for work, impeccable in the execution of rules and regulations at least.

The smiling captain clearly knew that Zhang Jizu had been squeezed out and guarded all night, but he didn't say anything, instead greeting him with a smile:

"Little Zhang, you can change shifts. Go back and rest for a while."

"Oh right, look at my brain. Sigh, I also know it's not easy for you, but who is it easy for in this day and age? I risked being discovered by the leaders to arrange you in, just to fulfill your filial piety."

"But with one more person, the graveyard's expenses, the explanation to the leaders, and the gossiping mouths of others, I have to find a way."

"So look, should the entry fee for this month be as soon as possible..."

The captain patted Zhang Jizu on the shoulder, looking kind.

Zhang Jizu's squinted eyes swept over the other party, seeing the undisguised greed in the other party's eyes, but he didn't say anything. Money had already become a string of numbers to him and was no longer important. Instead, this graveyard became even more attractive after he understood the principle of death.

"5000, automatically deducted on the 7th of every month. Don't be impatient."

Saying this, Zhang Jizu walked toward the dormitory facing the morning light.

The captain was stunned, but didn't say anything, instead watching Zhang Jizu's departing back, triumphantly humming a little tune.

"Hum hum~ hum~"

"Filial piety... filial piety is good. If my son could have half the filial piety of Little Zhang, I would die without regrets." ===== CHAPTER 1469 =====