readx;?“ Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, and mother, you haven't cried for almost an hour, you can rest and not cry, and now there are no people who mourn and kowtow, why don't I rest for a while?" Ding Qinghe's voice was hoarse, she thought to herself that she was doing her filial piety for the original Ding Qinghe, and she was patient for a while, anyway, after five or seven, she wanted to completely break away from the Ding family, and she had to go back to Lizheng in Willow Village to talk about it, and set up a document to break off her relatives!

"This crying should be loud, but you can't stop!" Fei Shi scolded Ding Qinghe fiercely when he heard this. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Qinghe, okay, don't cry, everyone is gone. The second sister-in-law, Shi Hongmei, held her big belly and said with pretended concern.

However, this is the Ding family's housework, he is just a son-in-law, and he is still an outsider, so he must not be nosy!

"I heard that Ding Futou and Fei Shi had a dispute...... "The other woman suddenly pretended to be mysterious, and her voice was >very low, which made Shi Zhugeng who was passing by them want to hear but couldn't hear it.

"I really didn't expect it, what an honest and honest person this Ding Futou is, why did he leave at a young age, or fell down and went like this, hey, what a sin!" The women who helped wash the vegetables were whispering.

After Shizhu Genglisuo's linen and filial piety, he followed Ding Shuanglu to help greet the man's relatives and the man's neighbors.

Shi Zhugeng naturally also received a white cloth, but he was the son-in-law of the deceased, so the yellow head rope was not issued, and he got the white head rope.

After Shi Zhugeng left, a few distant relatives of the Ding family came to mourn, they kowtowed to the coffin, and then took the white cloth belt, yellow head rope and black gauze set handed over by the woman who helped, and tied the white cloth belt to the body one by one, the yellow head rope was tied to the white cloth belt, and the black gauze sleeve was put on the crook of the arm.

"Son-in-law retire!" Seeing her attitude, Shi Zhugeng couldn't get warm, and immediately said again, and then glanced at Ding Qinghe's crying and swollen walnut eyes, and a trace of melancholy crossed his eyes, but after Ding Qinghe glanced at him, he had to leave.

"Hmph!" Anyway, Fei's eyes on Shi Zhugeng and Ding Qinghe were not pleasing to the eye, and it was not because of this occasion, it was not good not to ask his daughter to come back to cry and mourn, Fei really didn't want to ask someone to go to Guijiao Bay to inform Ding Qinghe and his family to come back for funeral.

Shi Zhugeng snorted, and then said to Fei's hand: "Mother-in-law, your old man's body is important, and I also ask my mother-in-law to mourn and change on Day." ”

"Xianggong, you go to the yard to help first, I can do it here!" Ding Qinghe naturally saw the distress in Shi Zhugeng's eyes, she glanced at him, and calmly urged him.

Shi Zhugeng was very distressed when he saw her crying like that, but he was embarrassed to step forward and pull her up and ask her not to cry or something?

There is no way, she has to follow the customs, crying and mourning sentences are not like this, she can only cry like this, who let there be no special crying mourning girl in ancient times, if in modern times, she spends money to let people cry Ding Futou's father instead of her?

Ding Qinghe didn't understand the crying and mourning sentences in the ancient countryside, so he could only cry whimper-whimper.

Ding Qinghe went late, she didn't even have a small chair to sit on, she knelt on a bundle of straw and held the coffin to cry.

When Shi Zhugeng kowtowed to his dead father-in-law in the past, Ding Qinghe had to cry again, the custom of this willow village is that someone comes to mourn and kowtow or something, and the louder the deceased's daughter-in-law cries, the better.

It's just that this Ding family has a daughter of Ding Qinghe, so Ding Qinghe only cried for a while today and felt that something was wrong, why was she crying alone, her mother Fei was resting with red eyes, Fei was old, so she naturally sat on a small chair with a sad expression.

Shi Zhugeng saw that his brother-in-law, who was still very enthusiastic about him just now, and now his face changed because of the eighty yuan mourning money, and his face was slightly sad, but he didn't show it, he was just worried about Ding Qinghe, who was crying in the hall, the funeral customs of this willow village are that the daughter who must marry cry as loud as possible.

"Oh oh ......" Ding Shuanglu was very disappointed when he heard this, and he said a perfunctory dry oh oh sound, and he went elsewhere to greet relatives and friends who came to Ding's house for funeral.

"Big brother, brother-in-law, he just gave it, and it's already been booked!" Ding Shuangxi sighed twice, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

This one is really straightforward.

"Oh, brother-in-law, you're here!" Ding Shuanglu, who was wearing a white belt and wearing linen and filial piety, walked over with red and swollen eyes, and when he saw Shi Zhugeng, he immediately showed an excited look. "Is the money for the mourning out?".

Shi Zhugeng hummed lightly, as if he was not interested in Ding Shuangxi's topic at all.

"Brother-in-law, your family is the one who paid the most money in this funeral!" Ding Shuangxi patted Shi Zhugeng on the shoulder and said.

Ding Shuangxi saw that Shi Zhugeng gave eighty yuan generously as money for mourning, and his eyes widened.

This method of bookkeeping is still to prevent the two sons who have not separated from the family from filling their pockets with the money they got at the funeral, so that Fei Shi came up with the method.

"I'm going to kowtow to my father-in-law and his old man! I'll help you later, and I'll go to people to register the condolence money now." Shi Zhugeng hurriedly shook his head when he heard this.

"Brother-in-law, you're here, come with me over there to help!" Jiang pulled Ding Qinghe to the side of the hall, and Ding Qinghe's second brother Ding Shuangxi also came over and said to Shi Zhugeng.

After Ding Qinghe's reminder, Shi Zhugeng immediately nodded, he felt that it was right to do so.

"Xianggong, you go over there to register, how much money you want to give to the people who mourn, there are bookkeepers over there!" Ding Qinghe meant not to give it directly to the eldest brother or second brother, it had to be given in front of everyone.

"Oh, my sister-in-law came back to condole, why didn't you go back to your mother's house just now? Now you are here, I will take you to the hall to cry to your father-in-law!" "Sister-in-law Jiang went to the toilet just now because of urgency, she wanted to be lazy to clean her hands, she didn't expect to meet Ding Qinghe at the gate, how could she let Ding Qinghe go easily, she herself has been crying from her father-in-law to the present, she is crying more than anyone else, she is looking forward to Ding Qinghe's coming back to cry and mourn.

Ding Qinghe didn't want to enter the door, and always felt that this Ding family was incompatible with him.

"Old man, you are so guilty of death, you have not eaten well, you have not dressed well, woo woo ......" Fei Shi's loud voice cried.

Only then did he walk to the door of Ding's house, and the crying in the hall was drowned out.

Ding Futou's coffin was parked in the hall.

When I arrived at the door of Ding's house, I saw a white expanse, a tarpaulin was set up in the yard, and the tables and benches were neatly arranged, and there were forty or so tables full, obviously there were relatives to eat, and neighbors to eat.

When he arrived at the entrance of Liushu Village, Ding Qinghe was stopped and greeted by the people of Liushu Village.

After Shi Zhugeng and Ding Qinghe cleaned up their home, they locked the courtyard door and rushed to Ding Qinghe's mother's house together.

After Ding Qinghe drank a bowl of honey water, he also turned around and went to the room to change into a plain white jacket and skirt, so it was not too rude to go to the funeral.

"I listen to the lady!" Shi Zhugeng said with a smile.

"That's not good, if you are seen by others, you will be criticized again, I will drink some honey water before I go out, and ah, Xianggong, you hurry back to the room and change into plain clothes!" Ding Qinghe urged with a smile.

"Well, I'll listen to you! By the way, you will still cry for a while, your throat and eyes will definitely hurt, and we will bring a bamboo tube to decorate with honey water for you to moisten your throat and eyes. Shi Zhugeng said thoughtfully.

"Eighty dollars is enough!" Ding Qinghe tilted his head and thought for a moment and said.

"Lady, then how much do you say we should bring?" Shi Zhugeng was told by her, and he had no idea for a moment.

"Why do I have to give a hundred yuan to my daughter when I get married? Is it too much?" Ding Qinghe felt that it was a bit much, mainly because he didn't like Fei's gang.

"Bring a hundred yuan to your mother's house to mourn!" Shi Zhugeng thought for a while and said.

"Naturally, I'm going to Ding's house, but I'm thinking that if we go this time, we can't go empty-handed. Ding Qinghe looked embarrassed, although she verbally broke off the mother-daughter relationship with Fei, but her father Ding Futou had not broken off the father-daughter relationship with her, if she didn't go to the funeral this time, someone would definitely say that she was unfilial.

"Lady, let's go to Ding's house now?" After Shi Zhugeng saw that the mourner had left, Ding Qinghe had been silent, and he frowned and asked.

After lunch, Ding Qinghe and Shi Zhugeng wanted to discuss the matter of opening a medicinal food shop, but halfway through the discussion, someone from Ding Qinghe's mother's village reported the funeral, saying that her father Ding Futou fell on the snow this morning and died suddenly.

This meal at noon, even if Ding Qinghe's cooking is delicious, Shizhugeng is tasteless in his mouth, which may be related to the bad mood of the diner!

Shi Zhugeng has no opinion on what to eat for lunch, Ding Qinghe cooks whatever he eats, and his mind is still thinking about the things in the Shi family's old mansion in the past.

So as soon as Ding Qinghe got home, he went into the earthen stove room and started to make Luohan Zhai, as for not being able to use a kitchen knife or something, Ding Qinghe didn't care at all, can he cook without a kitchen knife?

Eat fast for lunch on the first day of the new year, cook a pot of "Luohan Zhai" with vermicelli, yuba, hair cabbage, mushrooms, etc., which means that the vegetarian dishes that should be eaten this year are eaten on this day, and you can eat big fish and meat in the future, praying for a smooth next year, so there is a saying that "eating fast on the first day of the new year is better than eating a year of fasting".

"Zhai" is the same as "disaster", and eating fast also means "eating disaster", "eating" all kinds of disasters in the new year, and bless the family with peace and security.

For the first meal on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the whole family must eat vegetarian food.

You can't cut your hair, you can't say unlucky things, you can't break all kinds of things, and there is the custom of not marrying if you don't marry.

You can't use knives and scissors, you can't steam and fry, and you can't quarrel with the homonym.

The taboo of the New Year starts from the beginning of the new year, and there are a lot of rules, not to sweep the floor, not to splash water, for fear of sweeping and splashing out the luck of the year.

Ding Qinghe and Shi Zhugeng went back to their home in Guijiaowan, because today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, Ding Qinghe still wanted to embroider a veil, but there were many taboos on the first day of the Lunar New Year.