The next day, before the morning light shone through the mist on the earth, mournful music sounded in Ning Zhichu's house. The trees on the side of the house and the longan tree planted in the back hill are usually perched by small birds, but today it is rare to see one. Relatives who were rarely moving around on weekdays and who were becoming more and more estranged, as well as friends of my grandfather's former life, came over.

This is a special local cultural etiquette in Xinyang City, not only in Xinyang City, but also in many places across the country have this kind of etiquette, called joy and funeral. According to the older generation, that is, the people who have gone to the immortals are those who are still alive now, and they have come to another world earlier to enjoy the blessings, and they no longer have to suffer from the suffering they have now.

It's just that Ning Zhichu scoffed at this. How do people know whether those who are unconscious have really gone to another wonderful world to enjoy happiness, or whether the clouds have just disappeared. However, Ning Zhichu also knows that this beautiful legend is nothing more than a spiritual sustenance for people when they are suffering.

In the morning, when the sun was in full bloom, Ning Zhichu and Ning Ke followed their parents to the place where the mourning hall had been set up, and knelt down. The first row is headed by the eldest son Ning Guhou, with Ning Wendong's two sons-in-law and Ning Gumin; The second row is Ning's mother, Chen Yue'e, with Ning Fei, Ning Xi, and Ning's wife; The third row is Ning Zhichu, Ning Ke and Ning Zhicheng. As for Huang Fang and Zhang Aihui, because they are only granddaughters, they are not directly related, so they did not appear in the mourning hall today.

Around the mourning hall, not only did the elderly people in the village come to watch and send Ning Wendong a ride; There are also those enthusiastic seven aunts and eight aunts who came to help, some were responsible for cooking salty porridge, some were responsible for laying hands, and some were responsible for pressing gold paper with bricks and stones around the mourning hall.

In fact, Ning Gumin is not used, because although Ning Gumin has to call Ning Wendong the thirteenth grandfather, Ning Gumin is a descendant of the Ning family, and Ning Wendong, who was born in a concubine, is not very close by blood. However, Ning Gumin deeply felt that when he first came to Xinyang, he received a lot of support and help from Ning Wendong, and he thought that he was his junior. Now that the elder immortal is gone, then he has the obligation to come over and give the elder a ride with the junior courtesy.

However, when he looked up, Ning Gumin's face was very pale. Ning Gumin still remembered that he had reminded Ning Gudening and his old love that they were coming to the funeral, but these two people believed that they were from the lineage of the Ning family in Wenzhou, and they were more noble than Ning Wendong's identity, and they didn't take Ning Wendong in their eyes, although when they first came to Xinyang, they also received the help of Ning Wendong's father and Ning Wendong, and they gained a firm foothold in Xinpu County. This made the old people of Ning, who were very particular about poetry and books, loyal and loyal to the world, secretly made up their minds to stay away from these two white-eyed wolves.

"Dad, why did you just go, how could you bear to leave us behind......"

"Dad, my daughter misses you so much, Dad, do you know......"

Ning Gumin was thinking about it, and suddenly remembered the cries of Chen Yue'e and several women's families, and he knew in his heart that the whole process was about to reach the final stage of entering the earth.

At a glance out of the corner of his eye, the Taoist priests who had invited him to do the deeds began to dance the great gods, chanting words in their mouths, while circling around the urn, and at the same time, they also used willow branches to dip the white porcelain vase with water and sprinkle it on the urn and Ning Zhichu.

"The auspicious time is at this time, let's settle in the ground."

At this time, the Taoist priest who was the leader suddenly stopped, and then shouted loudly.

The two little Taoist priests standing behind him, hearing this, immediately shook the bell in their hands vigorously.

Mother Ning and the other women stopped talking, stopped crying, and silently touched their tears. The four men, Ning Guhou, Zhang Rongsheng, Huang Zhongsheng, and Ning Gumin, were two of them with a flat pole, and carried the long wooden planks with the urn in front and back. And Ning Zhichu, as the eldest son of Ning Wendong's lineage, needs to hold the frame of a smiling black and white photo of Ning Wendong before his death.

The horn kept blowing along the way, like a sad song, which made people cry sadly. A billet of loess, refurbished yellow clay, still exudes the fragrance of grass. When the smoke soared into the air, a white butterfly, from somewhere, slowly flew over, and then landed on a green grass above the mound.

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The Spring Festival couplets that had just been pasted for a short time, at this time, were torn off and discarded in a corner. If someone walks in a hurry, the red confetti will be carried into the air, and then flutter for a few seconds before it will land in another place.

Since the burial of grandfather Ning Wendong, the family has been much deserted and lifeless. After all, the neighbors of the house that had just had a funeral would not let the young children pass over, lest they be contaminated with some filth. This may be something that all parents in Xinyang City and even the whole country are likely to do.

Ning Zhichu and Ning Ke both took a week's long vacation for the first time when school started. Ning Zhichu still remembers that this is the second time he has taken a long vacation, the first time was when he fell and dislocated his leg while playing with his elementary school classmates, and he recuperated at home for half a month.

Ning's father and Ning's mother, after a few days of sadness and grief, have now regained their apparent calm and are fully engaged in the busy work of the farm. Ning Zhichu knew that this was because his parents used the heavy farm work to express their inner pain and hurt in order to express their inner pain and sorrow, so that they had no time to be sad and reminisce.

However, Ning Zhichu still cries.

After all, the man who once took him to learn how to ride a bicycle is gone; After all, the person who used to pick up Ning Zhichu from the first to the fourth grade rain or shine is now gone; After all, the person who took him to Grandpa Huang and asked Grandpa Huang to take care of him more was already in the same light as the soil; After all, the person who would secretly keep it for him as soon as there was something delicious to eat can no longer leave duck legs and honey for him......

Ning Zhichu, who was lying on the bed, thought of this, and his tears flowed like water that had burst the embankment.

It's just that the Si people have passed away, and the days still have to live. Ning Zhichu can only endure his grief now, prepare for the high school entrance examination in four months, and set a goal. Then he was admitted to Shiyàn Middle School to comfort Ning Wendong, who had already gone to the immortals.

As for how to be admitted to Shiyàn Middle School, Ning Zhichu already had a rough plan in his heart. Now there are almost four months left before the high school entrance examination, and he can still allocate more time to make up for his weak subjects and shortcomings. Especially mathematics, physics and chemistry, this kind of discipline that can be familiar with the question type by doing the questions, Ning Zhichu is mentally prepared to play a sea of questions.

As for Chinese and English, Ning Zhichu also has a plan, read English in the morning, read Chinese in the evening, and go to the test center to memorize more, basically there will be no problem. As for biology, Ning Zhichu plans to take a few more looks in the final review stage, anyway, if he can maintain his current score, Ning Zhichu is already very content.