Chapter 455 Mourning (3)

Zhou Dalang stepped aside, and Tuesday Lang stepped forward.

Qian Shi still gave him a piece of money, and after thinking about it, he added another piece, "I only used a piece of money when I made wine for the fourth, but this time is different. I won't say it this time. The old and young of the village must be invited, and meat is also expensive now, so you can buy more and be prepared."

On Tuesday, Lang accepted the money.

"If it's not enough, put the things back on credit first, and then go and pay the money back the day after tomorrow."

Feng shi went for a walk in the vegetable garden and came back and said, "Mother, I'm afraid there is a shortage of vegetables in the vegetable garden."

Although their family grows a lot of vegetables, on Tuesday, Lang went to the county town to sell vegetables almost every day, and it was difficult to supply so many people at once.

After thinking for a while, Mrs Qian got up and said, "I'll go out for a walk. You guys should watch more at home. Let the big head and big girl watch over the little ones, and don't allow them to run around."

"Yes."

This is the time of year when there are the most vegetables and vegetables, when everything grows the fastest, and the vegetables in the field can grow a crop in two or three days, so as long as the family is not lazy, basically they will not eat less vegetables.

In Qili Village, there is no habit of buying vegetables among households. When this family saw the food of the other, they said, go back and taste it.

Lao Zhou's dishes are often asked to pinch.

Because their family's vegetables are not only planted more, but also well-planted and have many varieties.

Since there is a past, there will naturally be a coming. Qian Shi walked around the village and gathered all the vegetables that he would need tomorrow and the day after.

These things don't seem to have anything to do with the younger children. It's Wu Lang and Saturday Lang. They can only fight at home. Basically, they move wherever they need it. They are not responsible for anything.

On the other hand, Chuu Lang took some young people in the village to deliver letters to relatives, as a way to tell them.

But Lao Zhoutou didn't want to invite too many people, except that the current in-laws must be invited, so he also invited more of his grandfather's family.

After all, from Zhou Yin's point of view, apart from the clan's side, the closest ones are the relatives from the foreign family's side.

Man Bao didn't know anything about these things. She was only asked to eat as usual, to go to class as usual, and when she came back from the school, a large coffin was placed at home.

Qian's explanation to her was, "Just make a tomb of clothes, let them be together, and then you can remember to kowtow to your uncle and aunt."

"And their children, mother, did the yamen say they were younger brothers or younger sisters?"

Qian Shi was stunned for a moment, then said after a while: "I didn't say, he is young, so he doesn't need to set up special sacrifices, Man Bao, don't talk nonsense when you worship, you know?"

Man Bao nodded suspiciously.

Qian Shi was worried, and it seemed that he had to tell the Taoist priests that only Zhou Yin's husband and wife should be recruited when conjuring souls, but not even children.

"Have you asked for leave from Mr.

"Please, I don't have to go to school tomorrow."

"Well," Qian said, "you don't have to go to school, you have to go to bed early, you will cry tomorrow."

After all, let her go down to take a bath and go to bed early to get up early.

Tonight, the old Zhou family and even the children in the village slept very early. The genius was dark, and the sounds everywhere gradually became quieter. In the first half of the month, the only sound of insects in the whole village was the sound of insects.

Old Zhou Tou put on his clothes and went out. Zhou Dalang and his five younger brothers tied the white cloth and quietly lifted the coffin.

Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Qian walked aside with torches and walked forward for a while. The door of the next door opened, and someone came out with a torch and a hoe...

When they got to the cemetery outside the village, there were already many torches around them.

Old Zhou Tou didn't ask who was coming, and the noise at night was not good.

When they got to the cemetery, everyone started digging.

After scraping the grave, and digging down about three meters, I came across a rotten quilt.

Everyone moved lightly, and began to scrape the soil covering it with their hands, and then gently lifted the rotten and deformed quilt, and the two corpses below were revealed.

The clothes on their bodies were fine, but they were dark mixed with their original colors and looked ugly. Except for the hair on the top of their heads, their flesh and blood had been reduced to nothing.

Zhou Dalang said: "This is my uncle on the left, and my aunt on the right. Don't pick it up wrong, come here, pick up the bones, give me the one on the left, and give the one on the right to my second child."

"Go ahead and wipe it."

Qian Shi and Xiao Qian Shi immediately took out two large cotton cloths and said, "We brought the cloth."

Old Zhou Tou kicked the fourth, fifth, and sixth on the buttocks, and said to the shivering three: "What are you afraid of, don't rub it quickly, be careful, don't lose your bones."

The hair was actually detached from the skull. With a gentle pull, they fell. They had never seen this battle before, even if there were a lot of people around, they were too scared.

Looking at them, Qian couldn't help but reach out and touch their heads with a smile: "What a fool, this is your uncle and aunt. They love you in their hearts, how dare they dare to scare you?"

"That's right, it's a blessing to wipe the bones of the elders, and let your uncle bless you with making a fortune."

The surrounding people also responded one after another, and the surroundings of the cemetery became lively, and the three brothers were not so afraid.

By the time they cleaned the bones and put them back in the coffin, it was already three watch.

Everyone filled the pit back and made it look like a mound. Although it could be seen that this piece of land had been turned over, this piece of land belonged to Qili Village, so everyone had nothing to be afraid of.

The Zhou brothers carefully carried the coffin home and placed it in the middle of the main room.

Only then did Qian's and Xiao Qian's unfold the prepared shrouds and spread them over the two corpses.

There are also copper coins that should be put in, and the Qian family put in a lot of them.

After one last look, everyone closed the coffin, and the people in the village drove the nails to seal the coffin completely.

Everyone quietly hung white cloth on the gate and the main room. Lao Zhoutou didn't buy a lot of white cloth, but the people in the village still felt that this funeral ceremony was enough.

Not everyone can afford sackcloth to hang on the door.

It would be nice to have a white flag hanging there.

Before Man Bao was awake, he was dug up from the bed and put on a filial robe. Xiao Qian simply wiped her face to wake her up a bit.

Seeing her staring at her with round eyes, Xiao Qian said in a low voice, "There will be guests coming in a while, you have to go to Dai Xiao, Man Bao is good."

"So early?"

"Yeah, the master's house will be early." Xiao Qian coaxed Man Bao, tied a white linen cloth to the linen and her chubby waist, and led her to the main room.

A wave of millet knots had already been burned in the main room, and Xiao Qian took Man Bao to Zhou Dalang and made her kneel in the first place.