"It's not like you haven't seen a dead man before, when you bit me, didn't that rear-end second thing lie in front of you? Now it's your grandfather's turn, you're still scared, why do you want to use it!" In addition to being busy during the day, you can't be idle at night, and you have to keep the spirit at night, according to the old etiquette, you are afraid that an animal will get close to the deceased and take away the soul, so the two oil lamps at one end and one end of the coffin can't be extinguished, and someone has to watch it. Naxin Temple didn't dare to watch alone, and Hong Tao couldn't let the ** milk stay up with him all night, yes, he had to come by himself. Every time he sees this Naxin Temple, Hong Tao will remember the plot of washing the ** of the discipline in prison, his mother's self has not even washed the ** of his parents, and he has let this grandson harm him, and he can't wait to give Ya Ting a big back in the past.

After surviving these seven days, it is time to go to the funeral. This time the pomp is bigger, when the sixteen-bar black lacquer gold thread coffin out of the door of the mourning hall, eight great lamas from the Lama Temple first have to chant around the coffin, while chanting and have to turn in circles, after three circles, Naxin Temple will burn paper money in front of the clay pot in front of the spirit, this can start. There are two teams of monks in front, most of them are fake, only the eight great lamas are real, this is still Hong Tao and Gao Jianhui came forward together, even tempting and coercing, on the one hand, donating incense money, on the other hand, threatening to break their legs, only barely got out of the Lama Palace. According to Hong Tao's meaning, the lama is also the state religion of the Qing Dynasty, and it is suitable for the second master to use, and the shaman really has nowhere to find it.

The second grandfather has no son and no daughter-in-law, and the grandfather originally asked the little uncle and aunt to replace him, but Hong Tao stopped him, and he was afraid that his grandfather and grandmother would feel uncomfortable. Isn't this cursing the death of the second elder, so he and Han Xue played the son and daughter-in-law of the second master. He wore a filial piety suit and walked in front with a banner. Naxin Temple followed with the spiritual seat, and Han Xue walked behind with a stuffing jar. It contained the meal of the last day of sacrifice in the mourning hall.

There are also drummers, paper men and paper horses in the team, counting the monks in front, there must be more than 50 people, and there are relatives and friends in the back, they will not follow very far, after all, many people are also old and physically unsuccessful. Hong Tao designed it this way, the funeral procession walked to the Anding Gate, and after crossing the moat, it was considered outside the city. Then it's time to get on the bus. The loading of the car, to the intersection of Xiucaiyu Village, and then get off the car to sort out the team, blowing and blowing up the mountain.

It's not that Hong Tao wants to be lazy, walking from the second ring road to Miyun, let's not say that he can't stand it, it is estimated that there are few people in this team who can walk down, and the meaning is probably become, even if the second master is alive. He certainly agrees with Hong Tao's approach. The times are different, some things can't be forced, Hong Tao once wanted to find sixteen professional barmen for the second master, and really carried the coffin to Xiucaiyu Village. The problem is that I went all over Jeonbuk|Beijing. Not to mention sixteen, just one, now they are almost 90. If he wanted to walk, Hong Tao had to carry him on his back.

"Xiao Tao. What are you doing, those teapots and jars were smashed and put in the coffin?" buried the second master next to his brother's grave, two brothers who had been separated for most of their lives. Finally, we can be together with peace of mind. On the way back, ** milk asked Hong Tao a question in a low voice, Naxin Temple did not dare to touch the second master when he was buried, and the work of helping the second master wear a robe and put relics could only be done by Hong Tao himself.

"Cricket jars, there are two sets of cricket jars made by famous artists, over the years, the second master and I have searched all over the vicinity of Beijing and Tianjin, so we have made up such two complete sets, all for the second master to take away. Back then, my second master and I met when we bought cricket cans in the entrusted store, and I hope he will have to play there. This thing and the second master's purple clay pot are very valuable, take it out and sell it for millions, I'm afraid that someone will worry about it, people are in a hurry, they can do anything, I smashed it all in front of the big guys, don't worry about it, save the old man one day. Hong Tao has already smashed all the remaining cricket cans in his house, and he will stop playing in the future, and when he sees this thing, he will think of the old man with a bad smile on his face, pouting and looking at himself in the commission store.

"Yes, when the ** milk leaves, you do the same, and ask your aunt to make me a set of big red silk wedding dresses inside and out, I haven't worn it in my life. Don't use satin with silk, satin is unlucky. Other things ** milk are not rare, so don't put them in and cause trouble for future generations. ** Milk touched Hong Tao's head, it was completely relieved, what adults didn't expect, Hong Tao thought of it, what else is not at ease.

"I'd rather smash it than give it to me? I need money now, the company needs capital injection, can you give me a little bit of my grandfather's inheritance first?"

"You can't bear it for two days? Even if your grandfather doesn't support you for a day, you don't have to be in such a hurry, right? This time, don't worry, your grandfather is much softer than your grandfather, and he is much more confused, his estate is not entrusted to me to manage, and when the death certificate from the government is opened, I will let the lawyer calculate for you, how much it is, and then give it to you together. By the way, you'd better hire a lawyer to count it together, otherwise I won't be able to give you a little less!" But Naxin Temple said that he endured it, this child grew up abroad since he was a child, and he didn't have any real feelings for the second master. As the legal heirs, the habit in Europe and the United States is to deal with inheritance issues before and after the funeral, they are more direct and more fruitful, unlike in our country, I think in my heart, but on the surface I have to pretend not to care. So Hong Tao feels that there is nothing to blame for the practice of Naxin Temple, you can't stand in the perspective of a Chinese to criticize the living customs of a New Zealander, this is not objective.

"No, I trust you...... Can I go back to the United States in two days, and every year after that, I will think about coming back to visit my grandfather's grave. Naxin Temple raised another question, but his eyes never dared to look at Hong Tao, others did not know what kind of character Hong Tao was, he had lived in the United States all these years, even if he did not pay special attention, it was impossible not to know. In the past, he was afraid of Hong Tao because he was stronger than him, but now he is afraid of all aspects.

"Whatever you want, you don't have to come back every year, the Chinese pay attention to the heart to God, as long as you really think about it in your heart, whether God or Buddha, you will tell your grandfather the news, and you can come back and see it when you have time." By the way, when I came back this time, I found that something was wrong with you, why did you keep avoiding me, did you do something sorry for me again? If so, confess as soon as possible, for the sake of the second master, I don't care about you, if you don't say it, let me know for myself, I threw you off the Empire State Building, do you believe it?" Seeing the appearance of Naxin Temple, Hong Tao suddenly had a sense of déjà vu. When he testified in court, he looked at himself with this kind of flashing eyes. After he was released from prison, it was not that he had not seen him, he no longer saw himself like this at that time, but when he came back this time, he was this virtue again, which could not help but make people suspicious.

"No......" Nasin Temple simply turned his face out of the car.

"Really?" Hong Tao still didn't believe it.

"Come on, the second master has just left, so don't make a fuss about your little brothers. The things left by the second master, you can look at and deal with them, and what kind of school is on the second floor, there are still a lot of old friends of the second master. Two days ago, they also asked someone to bring a message, and wanted to ask if this school was still open. ** Milk didn't know what Hong Tao was thinking, and thought that Hong Tao deliberately embarrassed Naxin Temple. Although she didn't like Naxin Temple either, and Naxin Temple didn't treat her as a grandmother, she still didn't want to see Hong Tao and Naxin Temple turn their faces, so she quickly diverted from other topics.

"I have thought about the school affairs, not only to continue to do it, but also to do it better! The second master is very concerned about these old crafts and old objects, and I also like these things, and I can't let them all be lost. That's what I thought, find a bigger place, build a cultural museum, and let these old craftsmen continue to teach their disciples in it. I also want to make a statue of the second master at the entrance of the museum, so that future people will have the opportunity to see him and know that it is him and people like him who have preserved our culture. Hong Tao let the ** milk break up, and he didn't go to fight with Naxin Temple, and immediately entered another state. These days, when he was keeping a wake for the second master, he thought about a lot of things, and this museum was one of them.

Originally, he planned to set up a technical school or college specializing in teaching old skills, but after asking his father and his old friends, he learned that this kind of procedure was difficult to handle, and it was basically impossible to approve it. So I can only save the country with a curve, let's get a private museum, in fact, this is not easy, but it is much simpler than getting a school or college.

This is not only to commemorate the second master, but to commemorate the older generation of craftsmen, said that it is a cultural inheritance, those old crafts look inconspicuous, but they are the wisdom summed up by the working people. Now this society is moving too fast, and in order to run faster, everyone throws away a lot of things that are considered baggage. But society can't always run so fast, and when it slows down, when everyone remembers the things that shouldn't have been thrown away, it's hard to go back and find them. I was reborn once, in addition to realizing my dreams, I should also leave something to the society, this museum and these old crafts, even if it is a gift to the society, there are not many things, it is just a thought, don't be too little......!