"Jia's daughter, please say hello to the Marquis of Pingyuan!"

Bend your knees, bow your head, and salute.

It's obviously used to doing it, and it's not kowtowing, but it's the first time I feel so difficult.

Xiao He stood beside Pingyuan Hou and smiled, "Miss Jia will still salute!"

"Whether the girl in our family will salute or not has nothing to do with Mrs. He!"

The Zhang family came back from the front, and saw a circle in front of the mourning hall, and when he came over, he heard Xiao He's presumptuous laughter, walked through the crowd, helped Jia Lu up, and said to Xiao He,

"Pingyuan Hou, Mrs. He. ”

She has a lot of communication and knows more, and she knows that this little He has a good face, and likes others to say that she is Mrs. Hou instead of Mrs. He, and her life is not as good as she wants.

Then he said, "The two bullied their young daughters on the top of the deceased's mourning hall, are they deceiving my Jia family!"

Zhang's tough words made the atmosphere instantly freeze for a while.

Xiao He's is just a person who is very strong and inward-looking, and she is still a little bold to the little girl Jia Lu, but she has no courage for a powerful lady like Shang Zhang, so she can only look at Pingyuan Hou with watery eyes.

The Plains Marquis is the most unbearable of this, so he said,

"Ben Hou just wants the little girl to see the ceremony, doesn't Ben Hou have this qualification?"

Zhang's face sank.

"The Hou Ye of the Plains naturally has this qualification, but please restrain Mrs. He, don't laugh on the mourning hall, and respect some of the dead!"

She didn't want to fall out with the Jiang family, after all, she was her girl's future husband's family, but now it was difficult to ride a tiger.

The Jiang family grasped the matter of saluting, while the Jia family grasped the matter of laughing in the mourning hall, neither of them refused to relax, but these two families are future in-laws, this matter is troublesome!

When Jia Zhen heard about the incident, she hurriedly rushed inside, and when she saw that the two sides were deadlocked, she said with a haha, "Pingyuan Hou is here!

As he spoke, he glared at Jia Lu and Zhang, this Pingyuan Hou is the current foreign family, and it is Sister Lu's future husband's family, the old lady told her to get along well, but she didn't have a moment to make a mistake.

Pingyuan Hou didn't want to fall out with the upstart of the Jia family, so he went down the steps, but Xiao He didn't want to, for this fiancée of his cheap son, and she dared to laugh at her little girl, she was ten thousand disdainful.

Just as he was about to say something more, a young fat brother ran out and pulled Xiao He and said, "Mother, today is the day of Jia Gong's funeral, don't toss!"

It can be seen that Xiao He loves her little son very much, and he lost his temper in a blink of an eye, and he was so happy that he was pulled back by the little fat man.

What does he mean by looking at Jia Lu's blindfolding?

Xiao He was dragged away by her son, Jia Zhen coaxed Pingyuan Hou again, and finally the matter was over, although there were some twists and turns, fortunately, the subsequent sending of the spirit was smooth and smooth, and nothing happened again.

Sending the spirit out of Beijing, according to the consistent practice of Jiafu, have to stop in the Tiejian Temple, the Han family was like this back then, and because of the limited space in the Tiejian Temple, there are two groups of people, Jia Yu's direct line of people naturally want to guard the spirit in the Tiejian Temple, such as Rongfu and other side lines live in the Shuiyue Nunnery not far away, only Jia Yu has to live in the Tiejian Temple with a dead face.

"My old brother, why did you go!"

Jia Yu cried and screamed in the mourning hall, even Jia Zhen, the son of his in-laws, was not as sad as he cried.

"Pardon uncle, please mourn, my father can't see you so sad in heaven!"

Jia Yu kicked him and scolded, "Your father loves you so much on weekdays, and now that I go, I don't see you sad, but I have this leisure to persuade me!"

Jia Zhen wiped his sweat, this ghost weather, in the evening, it became hotter and hotter, plus Jia Yu, who was crying on the side, became more and more hot, how could he not be sad, but he greeted him every day, where did he still have this time to go!

"Uncle pardon, my nephew is naturally sad, but my father said before his old man died, let me be a good housekeeper of the Jia clan, it is the best filial piety to him, don't be sad but lose your duty, so my nephew doesn't dare to indulge his sadness!"

As if hearing something, Jia Yu sat up straight, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said,

"What did your father say when he died?"

Jia Zhen was stunned for a moment and said, "Father, did your father say anything before he died?"

Jia Yu was anxious, pointed to himself, and asked, "Are you thinking about it, did your father say anything?"

Jia Zhen raised his finger and said, "Uncle Forgiveness, what does this mean?"

Jia Yu knocked on the door of his head and scolded, "You elm head! I ask you, did your father say anything about me before he died!"

Jia Zhen covered her head and hurriedly said, "Uncle Forgive, I really don't know this, when we came back from the team of the emperor sending the spirits to the suburbs, my father was already much sleepy and less awake, even I myself have never seen my father awake a few times, and it is impossible to hear what my father said about your old things!"

"Fart!" Jia Yu smacked at him, "Brother Jing takes care of me the most, he said that he would plan for me, how could he not say anything!

Jia Zhen saw that he was conclusive, and thought that it was true, but he didn't know the inside story, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear of disturbing his father's important affairs, so he said,

"Don't worry, Uncle Forgiveness, I haven't heard of it, but my sister has always been by her father's side, maybe she doesn't know anything!"

"Then what are you waiting for, don't you invite your sister over!" Jia Yu said urgently.

Jia Zhen didn't delay, and Jia Lu burned paper and chanted scriptures in the room next to her, but she called someone over in a moment.

Jia Zhen went out of the Yin Hall, where Jia Jing's coffin was placed.

Jia Lu is a daughter, and according to the rules, she is not allowed to keep a guard in the Yin Hall, so she and her sister-in-law, Rong's daughter-in-law and others burned paper and recited scriptures in the Yang Hall next door, listening to Jia Yu's crying next door, and it took a long time to stop.

Everyone thought he was so tired, and after a while, they saw Jia Zhen coming over and calling her over, and Zhang hurriedly stopped him, saying,

"Master, Sister Lu is not allowed to enter the Yin Hall, have you forgotten?"

"Look at me, forget about it, but you better come out and just wait outside!"

Jia Lu followed out of the door, walked more than ten steps, waited for a while, and saw Jia Zhen leading Jia Yu to wave his sleeves and fan the wind and come out.

"Lu, Sister Lu. Jia Yu looked at Jia Lu, who was filial, and stammered a little, he didn't even talk much to his own daughter, but when he thought of his little grandson, he gritted his teeth and asked.

"Before your father died, did you say anything about me, or about our Rong Mansion?"

Jia Lu didn't expect it to be Jia Yu who came to find him, but did his father say him before he died?

Jia Lu was at a loss, and Jia Yu hurriedly said, "It's our house, the old lady is so eccentric, what should I do!"