“...... Mom, it's not cold. Otherwise, I'll go into the house again and get a thick dress for Mom, and you can cover it. ”

“...... It's not cold, it's not cold. ”

Several old lady's children surrounded the old lady, and the second son stood beside the old lady and asked with a smile.

The old lady raised her head, turned her somewhat cloudy gaze, looked at her son, daughter, answered, and spoke.

“...... Sit down, sit down. ”

"Let's stand a little longer, Mom. ”

The second son replied.

......

"Thank you, old man, for this meal. ”

After glancing at the family, Lian Ge turned his gaze back, said in a calm tone.

“...... Have you eaten yet, young man?"

The old lady slowly turned her head, looked at Lian Ge, and asked.

“...... There's still some soup in the pot, so I'll serve you another bowl, young man." Don't worry, young man, just eat slowly. ”

The middle-aged woman standing on the other side of the old lady turned her head and said loudly.

Hearing this, Lian Ge shook his head slightly. Then he turned his gaze and looked at this family.

"It's getting late, it's hard to walk, I don't know if I can spend another night here at the old man's house. ”

With a calm tone, Lian Ge spoke up again.

Hearing this, several children showed some hesitant looks on their faces one after another,

The middle-aged woman raised her head, looked at the sun that had just risen to the sky, and then looked at the middle-aged man.

“...... Sorry ...... lad."

The middle-aged man hesitated, looked at Lian Ge, and seemed to refuse.

The old lady slowly raised her hand and pressed down on her second son's hand.

The middle-aged man paused and looked at his mother,

The old lady slowly turned her head and looked at Lian Ge,

“...... Stay. ”

Nodding slowly, the old lady replied,

“...... The young man doesn't dislike it, so let's stay at home for the night. ”

When the old lady and her children saw that the old lady had answered, they did not say anything more.

"Then thank you, old man. ”

Glancing at the old lady, Lian Ge said out loud.

The old lady shook her head, and then slowly turned to the side, looking at her children,

“...... Your dad likes to be lively, and he must be happy to have guests coming to the house......"

Looking at her children, the old lady said.

“...... Got it, Mom...... Then I'll go clean up the room in a moment. ”

The middle-aged woman nodded and replied.

The old lady nodded, turned back slowly, and did not speak again.

......

“...... A few hosts, come here, there are some things I want to tell you......"

On the other side of the courtyard, the old Taoist priest who presided over the funeral put down his brush, picked up the teacup and sat down on the stool next to him, and rested.

While unscrewing the lid of the teacup, he pointed to the person next to him and signaled,

Next to him, it seemed that the apprentice of the old Taoist priest, also fifty or sixty years old, walked forward like an old peasant.

Wait for the red paper on the table to dry a little before picking it up.

Holding the written red paper, the old peasant shouted to the old lady and walked over to this side.

Hearing this, several children on the old lady's side turned around one after another, and the eldest son, who was standing in front of the old lady, stepped aside.

......

“...... This is your father's day from the seventh day to the seventh day of the end, and there are 100 days, the days of the year......"

Holding the written red paper, the old peasant-like man said to the old lady and her children,

“...... There is also this time of return, which is three days later, at night, from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m....... You see, it's better to eat early that day, and after six o'clock in the evening, it's better not to stay at home and go out for a walk......"

“...... The first seven, as for your children, it is better for you all to come back and burn some incense for your father, and go to the grave to see your father......

As he spoke, the old peasant-like man turned his head and looked at the old lady who was sitting on the side, and then silent, as if his eyes were in a trance, and he was in a trance.

“...... Accompany your mother and the old lady...... After all......"

As he spoke, the old peasant-like man lowered his voice,

When the children heard this, they nodded one after another,

“...... If you are not busy, you can all go to your mother's place, if you are busy, it is up to you to make your own arrangements, and if you can, you can come, and one child will go to pay respect, and see your father, it is enough...... When it's time for the end of the seventh, we all come to gather again......"

“...... This time has been calculated for you, and it is written on it, and when the time comes, I will show you whether it will be pasted on the wall next to the door, or on the side of the door of the house where the shrine is offered, and when it is a hundred days, it will be burned together......" The old lady and the children, the old farmer-like man said.

“...... Yes...... I'm tired ......."

Several children nodded their heads one after another and answered.

“...... Then I'll go and put this on you. ”

The old peasant-like man waved his hand, and was ready to turn around and walk away again.

......

"You don't need a fire here?"

Turning his gaze, he looked at the silent old lady sitting in the seat,

Lian Ge retracted his gaze and said in a calm tone.

Hearing this, the old lady's children turned their eyes towards Lian Ge one after another,

As soon as he moved his foot, the man who looked like an old farmer also paused, and quickly turned around,

“...... By the way, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you about it......"

“...... How old you are, and you're still so lost. ”

The old farmer-looking man seemed to think about it, and hurriedly said out loud.

The old Taoist priest on the other side of the courtyard came over with a teacup and taught the old farmer-like person a lesson.

When the old farmer-looking person heard the voice, a somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on his dark face,

“...... I patronized it and talked about it, and I forgot about it......"

said something to the old Taoist priest, and the man who looked like an old farmer turned his head again,

“...... Thank you for the reminder, I almost forgot ......"

thanked Lian Ge, and the old farmer-like person looked at the old lady's children again.

“...... Your father, who is buried today, is buried tonight, and every night you are to send a candle for three nights...... There's incense and candles, and I'll get you three more ...... later."

“...... This person, just down, needs to be lit up to see the road clearly...... But if you are patient, after the candle has passed every night, go and see it every once in a while, lest the candle go out, and your father, you will not see the way......

The old Taoist priest took the teacup, said another word, and shook his head.

“...... Okay, we remembered ......"

When the children heard this, they nodded one after another,

The old lady sat on the chair, her cloudy eyes moved slightly, looked at the empty hall, and then was silent, slowly lowered her head, and her eyes were in a trance.

......

“...... You go and put this on the ...... A few masters, this is almost it, if there is anything, you can call my apprentice, and we will leave. ”

After saying a word to his apprentice, the old Taoist priest turned around again and said loudly to the old lady and her children.

The children nodded,

“...... That's okay, then you go slowly. ”

“...... Don't go slowly, go fast. ”

Smiling, the old Taoist priest shook his head and said, turned his head again, and looked at the old lady sitting on the seat,

“...... Old lady, you, better relax your heart...... He's gone, but we're still going to have to get through the ......."

The old lady remained silent, silent.

The old Taoist priest didn't persuade again, and straightened up again,

The apprentice who had pasted the red paper also followed closely and came from under the eaves.

With the phone in his hand, he answered, and seemed to be talking to the other end of the phone.

“...... Master, it's done. ”

Putting down the phone, the apprentice who looked like an old farmer said to the old Taoist.

“...... That's not gone. ”

The old Taoist priest answered, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

......

“...... Master, what happened in the village before...... You called me again just now and wanted us to check it out......"

“...... You really think that your master and I have a long life, and you think that your master and I have lived enough......"

The words faded away, and the old Taoist priest and the old peasant-like apprentice also gradually moved away.

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