242 White Things(1)
Chen Yao's words were ugly, Jiang Mulin, as the head of the family, where was he willing. The www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" immediately said: "Is the eldest aunt's words a cover for Sister Qian or is it intended to make trouble?" ”
Chen Yao is not afraid of him at all, the death of Mrs. Jiang, the Jiang family is afraid that the family will be separated.
The contradiction between the big room and the third room, he is not a fool who doesn't know, since Sister Qian chooses to reconcile with An's mother and daughter, he has to talk to the third room.
Chen Yao didn't want to talk to them more, so he only said: "Uncle don't be busy pouring water on me first, this will make you not greet the old lady, send someone to clean the old lady and change her life clothes, so snub your own mother." To be honest, Chen is indeed a little disdainful. You are not the only one in the Jiang family's courtyard, and the eldest aunt cried so loudly just now, I am afraid that it will alarm the whole clan earlier. ”
Jiang Mulin's face was gloomy and uncertain, he stood under the porch of the upper room, facing the second door, and indeed saw the old lady in the second room, nearly eighty years old, trembling and slowly helped by his son Jiang Muzi into Qingren Courtyard.
Seeing that there was chaos in the courtyard, there was a faint confrontation between the people on both sides.
The old lady Jiang Hecan was strong and full of energy, blew his beard angrily and glared, picked up his crutch and threw it over: "What are you doing!" Your mother is dead and still has the heart to quarrel! Da Linzi, you have had this temper since you were a child, and now you can't change your! ”
The old lady likes to scold a few words when he has nothing to do on weekdays, especially when he sees Jiang Mulin, fortunately he doesn't like to go out.
There used to be an old lady Jiang who scolded him, but now the old lady Jiang is lying quietly and can't jump anymore.
Therefore, as the longest generation, his scolding, whether it is resentment or respect, is good enough to stop making trouble in the yard.
Jiang Mulin greeted him with a dark face: "Second uncle, my mother went this morning." ”
"I know! Or I'll come to your yard! The old lady glared and asked, "Do you understand the rules?" Go get a big horse spoon first, and then talk about the rest! ”
Jiang Mulin has been pampered in the past few years, and he really hasn't done any funerals, but he was scolded by the old lady at the moment, and knew that he really couldn't delay his mother's corpse, so he hurriedly followed the old lady's instructions.
When he knocked on the doorpost with a big horse spoon, he cried: "Mother, my dear mother! West Heaven Avenue, West Heaven Avenue! After that, the old lady was already sitting in the middle of the courtyard with a chair and a golden knife.
He then instructed: "Let people go to their relatives' houses to report the funeral, and quickly build a funeral shed in the courtyard, and all the descendants of your relatives will go into the mourning house, the men will be on the left and the women will be on the right, and the coffin will be prepared?" Have you changed your shroud? Who is the master of ceremonies and who presides over the overall situation, does it have a charter? ”
When he heard that there was nothing, the old lady scolded: "The food I eat on weekdays has gone into my head!" Your mother has been sick for so long and doesn't prepare for this? I thought she was too old to live for 10,000 years! ”
Jiang Mulin guarded the subordinates and relatives in a courtyard, and his face was white and red for a while, but he couldn't say anything, and the old lady was not wrong.
The old lady then scolded: "If I die, I don't know why you are in a hurry, I still have to teach you when I am old?" ”
His own son Jiang Muzi's face was also flushed, and he lowered his head and only said: Yes, yes, yes.
scolded happily, the old lady said to Jiang Muzi: "Don't deal with me with the fuck, hurry up and put on the whole filial piety robe and kneel for your aunt!" Today I'm going to take care of it again and preside over it for you. ”
The customs of this dynasty, the death of parents, filial sons and grandsons can not go out of the funeral house, eat and drink all in it. Therefore, some of the regulations outside need a special person to worry about, and they are generally invited from their own clan.
Although Jiang Muzi is the patriarch, Mrs. Jiang's own nephew still has to go to the bottom of the mourning shed to kneel and bow to the salute.
This will be the old lady Jiang took the initiative to help worry about it, it is better, after all, it is the elders of the clan and the residence of the town.
Here is a lot of noise to send people to report the funeral, the shed, and the funeral house.
Over there, Qingqi and Chuncao and others also sewed the filial piety robes of the masters of Qing'an Courtyard.
The matter was simple and simple, just a simple sewing, and no one found fault with the filial piety robe.
An's, Yuxuan and the others went back and changed into plain clothes, and put on filial piety robes outside.
Yuxuan is a granddaughter who has not yet married, and she has more red flowers on her head than others.
Smoking this space, Yuxuan quietly asked Mama Tian: "I heard that Qiu Ling was buried in the tomb of the chaotic gang in the dyeing and painting life, why didn't he go to the yamen to sell the household?" ”
Mama Tian glanced at her strangely, and that day she also asked about the dyeing painting, and she was also curious about the rules of the dyeing painting, which turned out to be rooted in the young lady.
I'm still too young and inexperienced, and I don't know who bluffed me, so I keep it in my heart.
Mama Tian patiently explained: "According to the rules, it should be buried first through the eyes of the yamen, but who really pursues the yamen." Especially in the family of the powerful, which family has no selfishness, it is normal to die a person, do they all run to the yamen? It's just that when I remember when to go, anyway, the deed is in my hand, and no long-sighted official is embarrassed by this. ”
Only then did Yuxuan know that Jiang Shiyuan was scaring himself, he often walked outside, so he must have known.
So Yuxuan blushed and nodded, which can be regarded as being taught.
Mama Tian looked at Yuxuan, the third lady did things neatly this time, and sure enough, no matter how much the mother could give birth to a worried child, she also had a heart of guidance in her heart.
She said: "The third lady is still young, and she will naturally know more when she encounters more problems in the future." This time you did a good job, and the minions who betrayed the master will use the means of thunder! ”
Yuxuan lowered her head, if Mama Tian knew that her grandmother's death was related to herself, would she praise herself like this.
Without further ado, the filial sons and grandsons in the Jiang Mansion all gathered in the mourning house, and the door of the old lady Jiang's house in Qingrenyuan was all torn with white cloth, and the windows were also smashed with a few holes to prevent the old lady's soul from getting out.
Everyone lined up according to the order of respect and inferiority, old and young, because Jiang Mutong had a special body, and the old lady allowed him to sit on the chair.
Below the An family are the Jia family and the Chen family, and below is Yuxuan, but now Jiang Yuqian knelt straight on top of Yuxuan, looking at the ground with a dull gaze
Originally, Jiang Yuqian was a married granddaughter, and she didn't need to kneel in the tent or keep filial piety, but Jiang Yuqian cried and made a fuss and had to follow everyone in the mourning house.
Everyone had no choice, and Chen Yao didn't force it, so she fulfilled her wish.
As soon as Mrs. Jiang died, Jiang Qian's family was left unattended, and she also came out of the second room.
When she wore a filial piety robe and walked straight to the middle of the An family and the Jiang Wu family and knelt down, she didn't raise her eyes to pay attention to everyone, as if she was alone in the whole room.
Yuxuan looked at the madman, I don't know if the second aunt is really crazy or pretending, in short, it's not too careful.
When everyone returned to their positions, it was already noon, and the first to come to mourn was the nearest Huang Jiang clan.
Before entering the door, Huang Jiang's cry came in: "Mother, my mother!" Why didn't you leave without warning! ”
The cry was terrible and sorrowful, and then the sound of slapping the ground with his hands was heard, and then some of the aunts and sisters-in-law of the clan advised: "Auntie, get up quickly!" Auntie, please mourn. ”
However, the mother and daughter were connected, Huang Jiang's Xu was too distressed, and he fainted without crying a few times, Yuxuan listened to someone outside shouting: "Quickly help my aunt and grandmother to the wing!" ”