At night, there was snow in the sky again, and everyone was watching this miracle happen, could Ning Guofu wake up?

There are a few people who don't believe it, for example, the atheism like the volunteer teacher Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang smiled and left, but there are still a few people who are atheistic not only did not leave, but also wanted to see the result more than anyone else.

There are most people who believe it, not to mention anything else, the money spent by Aunt Wang can't be spent in vain, not to mention that this is their belief, if they don't believe it, then who will believe it?

Snowflakes fall on the tiles, first in one layer, then in two, and finally in thicker and thicker piles......

Last year, in order to make his roof more magnificent, Ning Guofu specially went to the town to ask someone to go to the county seat to bring a few pieces of glass tiles, which is a bright tile in the local area, but now these glass tiles are all covered by snow, which does not show its actual effect, so the house is darker than usual.

There is always an end to everything, around 10 o'clock in the evening, the ritual is over, and Ning Guofu also ended his last life with this end, first the village chief used two fingers to test whether he was angry, and then Aunt Wang lay directly on his wife's body.

Everyone persuaded people to come back to life after death, and Aunt Wang was even more excited when she heard these emotions, she hated the person who said these words.

"Your wife is obviously not dead, why do you want to curse him. Aunt Wang lay on the corpse and cried.

Slowly there was no crying, and Aunt Wang fainted from crying on the corpse of her wife.

Huang Laoyi and the others found that Ning Guofu was out of breath and left early, but in the end, because they were in a hurry, they fell on the steps in the courtyard, and all the money they took from Aunt Wang fell to the ground.

When everyone saw it, they chased after Huang and said, "Lao Huang, you dropped something, your money fell to the ground, wait, we'll send it to you." ”

Doctor Huang saw the group of people behind him running after him, and he ran faster without looking back......

It has long passed the ugly time, and the rich house of Ningguo is brightly lit. The lights in the courtyard are turned on, if in normal times Ning Guofu is never willing to turn on this big tile bulb, it hangs on the lemon tree in the yard, illuminating the entire compound, everyone is busy in an orderly manner, moving the table and moving the table, setting up the big stove, only Lemon stared blankly at his grandfather being carried into a coffin, no one told him that he would never see his grandfather again, and Lemon himself would not think that at that moment or even for a period of time, the word "death" It is not just death.

The air was also filled with the smell of burning paper, and even the smell of gunpowder from time to time.

In the early morning of the second day, the sun was shining, and the "snow cotton" on the roof was also shining.

The lemon family is also a person who comes and goes, there is a custom since ancient times in Ningjiazhuang, where people have to hold a banquet after they die, and finally have to invite a feng shui master to see the funeral period, the so-called burial period is the time of burial, which is also related to the number of days of the banquet.

Ning Guofu's death is no exception, this time he is going to invite Huang Lao Yi to show him the funeral period, the people of Ningjiazhuang went to invite several times, but they refused to come alive or dead, and finally asked someone to bring some money to Aunt Wang, saying that it was for burial, which also made the people of Ningjiazhuang feel gratified, especially Aunt Wang.

The last thing I invited was Ning Yongcai, a native of Ningjiazhuang, the only veterinarian in the village, who has been focusing on vaccinating dogs for decades, because he is particularly obsessed with feng shui geography, and finally looking at feng shui has become his side business.

In addition, I don't often show people the period, and after repeated confirmation, I saw the 13th, and there are still 5 days before the burial from today.

The five-day banquet in a row overwhelmed the elderly Aunt Wang, but fortunately, relatives and friends in the village rushed to help, and now someone came to deliver food early in the morning.

Sending vegetables is a custom of Ningjiazhuang, but whoever runs a banquet has someone to send vegetables, how much to send, no kind, Zhang's artichoke will send artichoke, Li family's soybeans will send soybeans, if it is summer, send vegetables, if it is winter, send rice or radish.

The food delivery person is meant to stay to eat, and several people sit around chatting or helping with the cooking.

After eating, everyone was busy in an orderly manner, and the chimney of the lemon house was rising high again.

In Ningjiazhuang, after the death of a person, the descendants wear linen and filial piety, which is basic, but anyone who has a little relationship can come to the guard, and the lemon was also put on a white cloth by the grandmother from the moment of the grandfather's death, and the clothes wrapped half of the lemon's body, and the white cloth was often dragged on the ground because it was too long, and the elders who saw it would also help him roll it up.

All this seems inappropriate, but there is no way, Lemon has not had a new white shirt since she was born, and even the strip of white cloth on her head has been cut from the bedspread that she doesn't want, and the so-called unwanted one is gnawed by rats, and the hole is very large.

He squatted next to his grandfather's coffin, counting the candles in front of him, not showing Aunt Wang's sadness, more than usual, but every time he saw his grandmother crying next to the coffin, he cried with him, maybe he was not crying about his grandfather's death, and he didn't know that he would never see his grandfather again, he was crying because his grandmother was crying pitifully.

In the past few days, the village chief can be said to have single-handedly provoked the funeral of Ning Guofu, asking people to help cook, asking people to do things, these things that need to sell favors and spend money are all done by him.

It is already night now, and the whole village is more lively with lemon houses, the sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of firecrackers are also happening at the same time, and the big tile bulbs on the lemon trees in the yard have been lit for two days and two nights in a row, and the lights shine on the coffin of Ning Guofu and look sparkling because of the paint.

"It's back, it's back......"

The village chief looked at the lights off in the distance and shouted.

"Yuanqiang, damn it, Yuanqiang is back. ”

The village chief continued to say to the people in the house that everyone seemed to be very concerned about Yuanqiang's arrival, so when they heard it, they all left the house one after another, and only one person hid in the house and refused to come out, and that was Lemon.

"It's been three years, boy, and I'm back after all, and your father's only wish when he left was to see you. The village chief said excitedly to Yuanqiang.

Before she could answer, Aunt Wang hugged her son, she didn't cry at this moment, and it was also possible that the departure of her wife made her cry dry.

"Where's the lemon?" said Yuanqiang.

"It's been three years in the house, and now it's a little bit of a life, and it'll be fine in a few days, quick, go in and incense your father." ”

At this time, Mrs. Wang's speech is more down-to-earth than in the past, in recent years, my wife is sick, and Lemon goes to school all by Mrs. Wang alone, her son Yuanqiang and her two daughters contracted a bridge and hole project outside, and the salary is also very impressive, but the contract has been signed for five years, and these five years must be on the construction site, and going home has long been an unthinkable thing.

Seeing that tomorrow will be buried in the ground, all the forms done today are also the most solemn day, so the people who come to mourn will also rush today, and the crowd of people coming and going is obviously more than before.

But after Aunt Wang's children came back, everything seemed to be handy, and more things were done by her own family.

Lemon has not eased the strangeness with her parents because of time.

At night, snowflakes floated in the air, so small that they melted as soon as they touched something, and could not withstand any toss, when there was a noise in the inner room, fierce as if a fight was about to start, and Lemon went in to see.

There were two aunts and uncles in the house, father and mother, all of them with red cheeks, grandma sat on the ground with her head down, and a group of people surrounded her, but everyone who had something to do with this family rushed here, all of them were hungry and thirsty.

There was silence for a long time......

The village chief suddenly spoke: Those who want a house must support the elderly, and those who want land must give half of the annual harvest to the elderly

Everyone talked even more, especially Lemon's two aunts, with a disdainful expression, that disdain was vividly reflected in their noses and mouths, the noses pulled the mouth and trembled slightly, and the expressions were really disgusting.

"Get out of here, don't embarrass me here, don't think about the house and land, and I don't want anyone to support the elderly,"

Aunt Wang said loudly, as if the silence just now was made for this sound, so frightened that everyone did not dare to speak, and suddenly fell into silence.

Lemon was also taken out by her grandmother, and she muttered to herself next to Ning Guofu's mourning hall, "Baby, don't be angry, you go on the front foot, they are like dividing the house, hey...... Old man...... Why did you leave me alone? ”

The next day, when the sky was bright, a few young people in the village left carrying the coffin of Ning Guofu.