Old Yan is a smoker. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Yan Fei entered the house, she was so smoked by the smell of tobacco that the room almost didn't pour back. She remembered that in the previous life, Lao Yantou smoked tobacco all grown by himself, and you must know that he was not a hard-working person. I remember one year, when the family really had no money, and the tobacco he grew was also smoked, Lao Yantou crumpled the leaves and stuffed them into the smoking pot to smoke. For this mouthful, he can be regarded as doing his best.

This large house has been around for several generations, and every year it is repaired with some mud.

The houses in the northwest are not like the tiled roofs in the south, because the amount of rain is not large, so there is no roof ridge and no need to be tiled, and the roofs of every house are flat. Most of the heads of the family live in a big house, and the guests are all here, and in a courtyard, this big house is also the façade of this family.

Croppers are also good-looking. If it weren't for the fact that the conditions of a home were really difficult, this big house would not have been used for generations without renewal.

"Grandpa, how are you old?" Yan Fei knew that no one would welcome her, and she didn't expect anyone to give her a good look.

"What are you doing here? I don't have a granddaughter like you. Lao Yantou sat on the main seat of the middle hall, his elbow rested on the table of the eight immortals, and he hung a dry tobacco pole in his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not, even for the sake of your old age, I have to call you 'grandpa'. This time, I would like to ask where my second uncle is being held, and maybe I can go and see him when I have a good time. Yan Fei stood on the threshold and looked at him, and continued: "If there is anyone in this family that I can't let go, then there is only the second uncle." ”

In Yan Fei's life, in fact, Lao Yan didn't do anything wrong, he just didn't act. Yan Fei didn't hate him either, because in her heart, she really had never felt a trace of family affection from the person in front of her, let alone love, so she didn't hate if she didn't care.

"It's just you?hum~ laughed off the chicken's big teeth. You're still out of breath? Just a yellow-haired girl, what's the point? Don't daydream here, roll from where you go, so that I can't see out of sight and don't get out of mind. Lao Yan held the cigarette stick and knocked on the leg of the Eight Immortals table, and then began to use a thin wire on the table to dig out the smoke pot.

"Just say it, I'm out of luck, go and see, it's not a bad thing!"

"What do you see? Do you see jokes? What's so beautiful, it's all a group of embarrassing things! My old Yan family is ruined in the hands of you sub-things, get out!"

Old Yan Tou started to drive people out in a hurry, and Yan Fei couldn't stay any longer. She came out and stood in the yard, and when she couldn't see Lao Yan Liu, she walked to the backyard.

"Grandma!"

Lao Yan Liu is digging out the ashes of the kang, the big house kang is burning all the year round, according to her words, it is easy to get cold when you are old, and you can sleep well when you burn it.

"Why, don't you see I'm busy?"

"Grandma, I'm about to be admitted to school in the county, where is my second uncle locked up? I want to go and see, he is alone in it and I don't know if he eats and drinks well? I don't know if he has been bullied by the bad people inside? Second uncle is so pitiful!"

The tears in the corners of Yan Fei's eyes "snapped" off, leading the old Yan Liu's heart to pantothenic, she loved her second son the most, and she also gave her the name 'Huzi', Yan Huzi often honored her when she was good, and her delicious food and drink never stopped.

"Hmph~ girl, I heard that she was in Weiyuan County Prison and was sentenced to fifteen years...... If you really want to go, just bring him a message, just say that this old Yan family is not such a person as him. ”

After Lao Yan Liu finished speaking, he turned around and left, wiping a handful of tears around the corner.

Yan Fei stood still for a while, and was about to raise his feet to leave, when he saw the stele left by Yan Huzi. This monument was put in the corner of the wall by Lao Yan's family, and a lot of dust fell behind.

Now that you see it, take it!

After Yan Fei left, Yan Liu came out of the back room, his stomach arched high, about seven or eight months old. She carefully inspected the one-third of an acre of Lao Yan's house, and found that there was nothing missing, so she scolded and gave up.

At the old village chief's house, Yan Guodong packed up everything and put a burden, and Yan Guoqing accompanied him silently.

What Yan Fei saw after coming in was such a scene, the relationship between the two brothers was very deep, and the whole village knew it.

"Uncle Guoqing, let's go to Liujia Village to find a place! Why does his Liu family look down on people?"

"Xiaofei, don't make trouble! What kind of venue are you looking for? Could it be that we are going to come to the door to fight?" Yan Guodong laughed.

"Then why do they dislike my uncle? It's just a funeral, why can't the poor son-in-law come to the door? Besides, how can there be a son-in-law who doesn't let his son-in-law come to the door to wear filial piety?" Yan Fei is also angry, a son-in-law has half a son, no matter whether he has money or not, Dai Xiao burns paper and kneels, isn't it all right!

"You're young, you don't understand it yet! This mother-in-law's funeral is a son-in-law, and it is also a son-in-law's talent. We have a custom here, that is, 'troublesome sons-in-law', at the funeral, the pilers will deliberately toss the sons-in-law of the owner's family, and change the way to buy wine from the son-in-law's pocket. You said, if my brother goes and is troubled by the pilsters, it is not only my sister-in-law who will be ashamed, but also her brothers and sisters-in-law. ”

Yan Guodong explained quite clearly, and Yan Fei also understood.

"Uncle, is the time of the funeral today?"

"Well, it's today. Yan Guoqing's dark face was filled with helplessness.

"Uncle, you go find a team of mourners, and I'll pay for it. Uncle Guodong, you go and invite a few onmyoji, let's beat the gongs and drums to the funeral. ”

Yan Fei's little face was full of firmness and could not be refused, at a young age, he was quite arrogant when he gave orders.

"Xiaofei, your uncle has received it, we can't do this, why waste that money?"

Yan Guoqing is a person who is used to being poor, earning every penny, and knows very well that it is not easy to make money.

"I've got the final say. Hurry up, it's too late! Hurry up, or I'll be angry. ”

Yan Fei jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"This ......" Yan Guoqing was at a loss.

"Brother, just do what Xiaofei says! I believe she is measured. Yan Guodong shrugged, threw down the things in his hand, put on a piece of clothing and went out.

Yan Guoqing also ran out afterwards.

Yan Fei hurriedly asked Grandma Qiangzi for broken sacks and strips of white cloth, she had seen other people's outfits at funerals.

When Grandma Qiangzi heard that it was for this, she knew that she couldn't refuse, so she also cooperated half-way......

A funeral procession set off from Yanjia Village in this way, and in less than half an hour, it arrived at the door of Liu Yingzi's house. I faintly heard the sound of chanting in the courtyard.

"Please go in and help inform me, just say that the son-in-law of Yanjia Village has come to the funeral. ”

The cry sounded at this time, and the funeral procession invited all the mourners. In an instant, the entire Liujia Village was boiling, and the crowd that came to see the excitement surrounded the three inner and outer three floors......

Liang Lan said

Ben Lan has something to say:

Many parts of the Northwest have their own customs that have been preserved, especially at weddings and funerals.