After the old man's tears were gone, he couldn't breathe anymore, and his heart stopped beating.

Chen Dahe held his hand and began to cry. At this moment, in the old man's room, there was a cry.

There was a light rain in the sky of Chenjiagou, and the raindrops fell on the black Mercedes-Benz, and there was no big noise.

The old man left, completely gone, and from then on, Chen Dahe called his grandfather again and no one answered.

Chen Dahe had never experienced this kind of white thing, he didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to do except hold his grandfather's hand and cry.

Sadness is an instinct, and sadness is a kind of true feelings.

Chen Laiwang pulled his son away, and then touched the old man's eyes with his hand to make him close his eyes.

He took some more paper money and put it in the old man's hand, and put the old man's two hands together.

Several men lifted a wooden door from Chen Laiwang's idle house, put it on a bench, and spread sheets.

The old man was carried from the bed to a simple bed with a wooden door, his head facing the door.

A few more elderly women brought the prepared guillotine chicken and white rice, and placed them at the head of the old man's bed.

The old man's forehead was covered by yellow paper, which was the rule of Chen Jiagou. Chen Laiwang brought a stove and put it under the old man's bedside, and he asked Chen Dahe to kneel and burn paper money. The old man's bedside was also lit with a permanent lamp.

One after another, people began to come to worship, and when they came in, they knelt down to the old man, and Chen Dahe also knelt down to the people who came.

Chenjiagou, Chen Laiwang's courtyard has firecrackers, and Chenjiagou's Chen family ancestral hall has also begun to have firecrackers.

The living room of Chen Laiwang's house was full of people, and the father of the three dogs was arranging some things at the moment. To be honest, he is much better at these things than Chen Laiwang. It's also a little more prestigious than him.

His family's three sons are now working at Chen Dahe's, and he must do his best.

He had already called his three sons, and in the evening they would go to Chenjiagou to help out.

An old man like Chen Qiao, who has only one son and one grandson, has no one to help with the funeral, and according to Chen Jiagou's rules, he has to exhaust his son and grandson to death.

However, in this kind of big thing, Chen Jiagou has always been united. This is handed down from the ancestors, all of them are descended from the same ancestor, and they can quarrel in normal times, but these things must be helped by all men, women and children.

Who doesn't have an old man anymore? Help his family today, maybe tomorrow it will be his family's turn.

The black Mercedes-Benz was no longer there, Chen Xiaoxi was about to get off the plane, and Chen Dahe arranged for a driver to pick up his sister.

Han Jiangxue didn't know what to do, she asked Pan Jinzhi, and Pan Jinzhi told her to accompany Chen Dahe to take care of him. At this time, there is no one to take care of the daughter-in-law in the city. After all, the dead are greater.

When Chen Xiaoxi arrived home, it was already evening, and Chen Dahe was still kneeling at the old man's bedside to burn paper money.

In the old man's room sat the old man's sister, who was married far away, that is, Chen Dahe's aunt and grandfather. There are also some relatives who don't have long contacts.

After Chen Xiaoxi got out of the car, she cried all the way to the old man's room, she had been crying all the way on the road.

When she saw the old man lying on the bed, motionless, she still cried loudly.

During the Spring Festival, she often sat in the warm bucket with the old man, and the old man asked her to find a boyfriend quickly, and she was coquettish with him.

It was only a few months, and when she spoke again, the old man could no longer hear.

She cried so hard that Chen Dahe, who was originally a little calm, began to sobble quietly. Han Jiangxue pulled her and patted her on the back.

The old man's sister was also driven by the cries of her nephew and granddaughter, and she couldn't cry. She cried in tongues, and there were words in her weeping that others could not understand.

Once again, an atmosphere of sorrow enveloped the old man's room.

In the sky of Chenjiagou, the rain began to thicken, and everyone was busy, just because of the death of an old man.

The Taoist priest who did the business came, he sat in the living room, listening to Chen Laiwang say that the old man's birth date and the time of immortal death.

He picked up the brush and began to write something, and then wrote some lists.

The final day is set for the funeral in the morning of the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow at noon, the raw wood (put into the coffin) will be put into the ancestral hall for the priest excess.

According to Chen Jiagou's rules, there are generally only six Taoist priests at most for this kind of ritual, because one more Taoist priest will have to pay a lot more. There are also many rituals, and other expenses are more.

There was once an old mayor in Xiaoshu Town who passed away, and the next generation who had a good life only called eight Taoist priests, and the funeral was very beautiful, which made many old people very envious. For a while, it also became a beautiful talk in the entire small tree town.

Although it is not good to say that people die like lights go out, and funerals are carried out in a big way, each era and each region has the characteristics of each region, and it cannot be generalized.

Chen Dahe said to the Taoist priest in his fifties: "You can find twelve Taoist priests to spend time together, and if you have any needs, just mention it." My grandfather had a very dull life, and I wanted him to be glamorous at the end. ”

Chen Dahe didn't want to show off anything, he just wanted the old man to be more beautiful. This old man with his back to the loess has been in Chenjiagou all his life, and there is nothing special that makes it easy to remember.

So this last time, let this grandson do something for him. Although he spent all this money, he could no longer see. But this is a little bit of Chen Dahe's heart.

This may not be true, but the original intention is definitely good. Chen Laiwang has no opinion, this family, although his son respects him very much, but he said it absolutely.

The people in the room also had different expressions on their faces when they heard this, and the scale of the twelve Taoist priests had never been seen in Xiaoshu Town, so it should be very beautiful. It's really good to have money, maybe just a few Taoist priests, maybe it will cost tens of thousands of yuan more. That's a year's income for some people.

The Taoist priest in his fifties should bear it, with a solemn look on his face, but he is probably too happy in his heart. It's a really big business. It seems that the richest man in this small tree town really lives up to his reputation.

In the evening, all the adult men at home in Chen Jiagou drank tea in the living room of Chen Dahe's house and arranged the funeral for the past few days.

The Three Dog Brothers also rushed back from Xicheng, and now they are Chen Dahe's own brothers. They work hardest, and so does their daughter-in-law helping out in the kitchen.

Sitting in the account room is the highly respected Chen Rong, who has always arranged things most fairly and justly. Even when the three dog brothers are rampant, they still have to respect this old man.

"It stands to reason that I'm too old to be involved in these things. But Laiwang is a good man in Chenjiagou, and Dahe is young, although he is out now. But this kind of thing still requires everyone to work together, and I am in charge of everything, but the ugly words are ahead. ”

"I hope you don't think that Dahe has money, so you can be extravagant and wasteful. We are all croppers, and if we have money, we earn it by ourselves. We should spend money, and we can't waste money if we shouldn't spend it. Laiwang and Dahe have to keep filial piety in the ancestral hall, and all these things to help depend on everyone, so everyone is more serious. There is an old day in Chenjiagou, what do you do today, others will see it. This is all passed down from our ancestors, and I hope that young people will also learn more. ”

Old man Chen Rong's words rang out loud in the living room. Why is he so respectful, because he really does it, regardless of whether it is rich or poor.

Chen Dahe took out 100,000 yuan in cash and handed it to the old man Chen Rong in front of the big guy, and he was in charge of the command of the funeral.

"Dahe, according to my estimate, even if you find twelve Taoist priests for your grandfather, all the dishes, tobacco and alcohol are of high grade, at most 80,000 will be dead. You can put away the 20,000 more. ”

Chen Rong looked at the money handed over by Chen Dahe and said.

80,000 yuan for a funeral, this is the first time in Xiaoshu Town.

"Grandpa Chen Rong, maybe there are many friends over there who will come to mourn, and the extra money will be put there for you first, I'm afraid it won't be enough at that time. ”

Chen Dahe also said.

In the past, Chen Jiagou did this kind of white thing, and other people's families said how much they gave in the account room, and they couldn't wait to get one less point. There are still those who take more money there.

Let's put it this way, there are white things in the family, everything is controlled by the same clan, and your family can only keep filial piety. The account office has the right to use all the money they have taken, and they will hand over a book of accounts in the end anyway.

Therefore, the two families who have a bad relationship, some people will spend more on this kind of thing. Chen Rong has not cared about these things for many years, this is all begged by the three dog brothers, and he must be allowed to preside over the overall situation.

"Okay, then I'll take it. When the time comes, I will return a lot of money to you. Now let's all take the tasks for these two days, and I'll arrange the things. ”

Old man Chen Rong also said, maybe when he said these words, he also wanted to listen to these juniors of the same sect.

In recent years, some juniors have gone too far. I don't understand the grief of my deceased relatives at all, and it is all passed down by blood, so doesn't my conscience hurt if I do this?

This is the last accusation of this old man, and he also wants to give an example to these juniors, so that they can know what it means to be a villager and a fellow clansman.

The development of society often makes this old man a little incomprehensible, especially the relationship between people.

The rules that had been passed down from generation to generation began to slowly change and even die. He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

In the past, during the Spring Festival, young people would also organize groups to go to the homes of the elderly to drink tea, chat with them, and see them.

What about now? Today's young people, when they come home for the Spring Festival, start playing cards as soon as they have free time, and the gambling money is getting bigger and bigger. Some young people are fortunate to have been working hard for a year and losing all their money by the last Spring Festival. Do you even need to borrow money to work outside the home next year?

What is this? He hadn't seen a young man buy something for his parents. Their parents are still facing the loess with their backs to the sky, which is very hard.

The original simple folk customs of Chenjiagou have become more and more flavorful under the rapid development of this society.