Chapter 111: The Twilight of the Year
Zhong Jingren lived in Qin's house until the day of La, and the snow outside the city melted before he resigned. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info and with his departure, the glimmer of happiness that lingered in the house also disappeared.
The Qin family is in the period of filial piety, and this year is not easy to have a lively time. And there are all kinds of rules to abide by in the New Year of filial piety, although there are not many things, there are many rules, and people can't move.
On the day of Dela Day, Mrs. Tai personally presided over the opening of the ancestral hall, first worshipping the ancestors with the family, and then setting up an incense case outside the ancestral hall to worship the gods of heaven and earth.
This whole set of etiquette is very complicated, even if you are usually full of food and drink, you may not be able to hold it up, not to mention that the family only eats rice porridge? So, on the night after the worship, the youngest Qin Yanrou and Qin Yangong both fell ill, but fortunately, they were not too sick, but they were just a matter of taking a few doses of medicine.
Several old ladies felt sorry for the younger generations, so they exempted all the next provinces, and only asked everyone to recuperate in the room and wait for the arrival of the new year.
In a few days, the end of the year will come.
On the night of the twilight of the year, after the lantern, Qin Yanzhao led the men to the four corners of the mansion, and then the whole family gathered in the main room of Dehui Hall, and even the few concubines who did not show up were also present.
This year's New Year's storage is just some grains and vegetables, and there is no meat at all. Everyone sat around a large round table, looking at the full array of meals, but no one was ready to eat.
This is a custom in mourning, so even Mrs. Tai did not move, and the dishes were put on the table for a while, and then withdrew.
Next, it is to sit around and gossip, reunite and celebrate the New Year.
Although everyone tried their best to say some scenes and lively words, so as not to be cold, however, inside and outside the Dehui Hall, there was still a bleak atmosphere.
In the quiet of the night, the courtyard is full of hoarfrost.
In the past, at this time of year, the juniors in the house would come out of the nest to participate in the New Year's Removal Ceremony in Qingzhou City, which was a lively event. However, at this time, the Qin family, except for the noise and laughter that came from afar outside the mansion gate, the entire mansion was shrouded in silence, and there was no laughter.
Qin Suxun sat on the couch, indifferent to everyone, a pair of eyes under the thick bangs, but glanced at the upper seat from time to time.
The eldest lady Yu took Qin Yanduan and Qin Yanya, a pair of children, and sat at a small round table behind Mrs. Tai, the mother and son were all dressed in plain clothes, with a calm face.
Qin Su looked at her eldest brother and sister intently.
Qin Yanduan gave birth to an excellent appearance, although he was not as handsome as Qin Yanzhao, but he was better than being bright and dusty. The thick black sword eyebrows are trimmed neatly, the phoenix eyes are like Lang Xing, the nose is straight like a hanging gall, just look at the facial features, he is really a very outstanding Lang Jun.
Unfortunately, compared to his good looks, his complexion was extremely poor, pale with some sallow, his body bones were unusually thin, and the legs covered under the cloth sheet were as thin as hemp rods. And the spirit of his whole person seems to be locked by this crippled body, and the brightness hidden in his eyes forms a strong contrast with the thinness of his body, which is impressive.
Qin Su looked at him without any emotion for a while, and then turned his eyes to look at Qin Yanya on the side.
Qin Yanya is also a good look, her skin is whiter than snow, her ink eyebrows are like a painting, her eyes are as quiet as a deep pool, and when she looks closely, there is a silence like a deep night.
At this moment, these eyes were staring at her brother-in-law, and the corners of her lips curved in a gentle arc.
Before the collapse of the Qin family in the previous life, Qin Yanduan died of illness, and as for Qin Yanya, he died at the hands of the soldiers who came to raid the house, and it is said that he tried to escape in vain.
Qin Su looked at the two brothers and sisters lightly, and after a moment, he turned his gaze away.
The north wind howled across the courtyard, and the white lanterns under the porch swayed in the wind.
With such an atmosphere, she is really pleasant.
She loves the gloomy weather the most, and the heavy snow, heavy rain, continuous cloudy days, or the night sky intertwined with thunder and lightning always makes her feel extra happy.
Sometimes she doesn't even understand why she prefers spring flowers and autumn moons and colorful flowers before she was fifteen years old in her previous life? What is the interest of such a weather, which is soft, sticky, and makes people drowsy? How can the vast night sky, the cold wind, and the dead courtyard under the white lanterns make people feel more refreshed and refreshed?
She looked away from the seat, and lowered her eyes.
At this time, the atmosphere in Dehui Hall was already bleak. Although the Zhong family and the Lin family tried their best to endure it, their eyes were red when they were reunited.
Last year, today, at this time, the red candles in the house are everywhere, the laughter is endless, the younger children are running around, the older children are indulging in laughter, the twilight lights will be bright all night, often attract people outside the house to stop and watch, it is really a scene of Qingzhou City.
No one would have thought that a year later, the most beautiful Qingzhou Qin Mansion at night would lose its biggest pillar.
Without that man, this home would no longer be complete.
Everyone sat in the Dehui Hall, and gradually they all stopped speaking, and everyone's faces were a little tired.
All the servants who could be sent home for the New Year had already been released by Mrs. Tai. The house is already bleak, so there is even more of a bone-penetrating sadness.
The last night of the twelfth year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty quietly slipped through in this unbearable atmosphere.
After the turn of the New Year, the door of the Qin family was still closed all day long.
In those days, it began to snow heavily, Qingzhou City was very lively, New Year's greetings, snow appreciation, plum blossoms outside the city, the sound of firecrackers was not extinguished all night.
In front of the lacquer gate of the Qin Mansion, there was only snow flying in the sky and fluttering silently, and the snow on the stone steps was extremely thick, and there was not half a footprint on it.
The Qin family has neither New Year's guests nor relatives to return to the funeral, and even the Zhong family has not sent anyone over because of the heavy snow.
It wasn't until the eighth day of the first lunar month that the side door of the Qin Mansion was opened.
According to the customs of Chen Guo, after the seventh day of the first month, the married woman can go back to her parents' house to visit, Qin Shifang has sent a letter before, saying that she will return to visit her relatives on the next day of the first month.
Sitting on the short couch in the bright room of Dongxuan Pavilion, Qin Su moved his body without a trace, only to feel that his knees were stiff, and there was a layer of cold coldness.
Qin Shifang returned home, this is a big deal in the East Courtyard, and Mrs. Wu is especially solemn, and specially tells all the juniors to come and wait early, in order to show their attention to this married girl.
"Son-in-law, can you send someone to sweep the East Flower Hall?" Old Madam Wu asked Lin in a faint voice, and a wooden hairpin carved with a cloud head pattern swayed between the gray hair.
Perhaps because of the New Year, she is dressed more gorgeous today than before, the neckline of the dark blue cloth is inlaid with a wide edge of moire, although it is not brocade, but it is also a muslin fabric, and the skirt at the bottom is still a plain moon white skirt, and the skirt edge is also inlaid with a wide edge of the same color. (To be continued.) )