In the evening of the next day, the sound of firecrackers rang out on the floor of the latch house, and the flames splashed from beginning to end, and the deafening sound seemed to cry out for wrongdoing, and the anger erupted. The smoke swirled in a tired whirlpool, and the smell of sulfur mixed in the air added to the sad and choking atmosphere.

There was a drum sound in the hall, and the smoke screen gave a murderous signal, and there was a moment, and then the sound of cymbals and gongs burst out like a torrential rain, and the suona whimpered, the sound was sad, and the sentences were miserable, and the dojo started. This latch house, in less than a year, two tragic incidents.

Duolao and willow branches, clothed in linen and filial piety, knelt before the spirit, and obeyed the command of the Taoist priest in all actions. Listen to "get down on your knees"! Kneel down with a thud. Listen to "stand up" and stand up with your thighs propped up. Dorao's face is swollen, his eyes are bloodshot, and his eyelids are protruding. The overwork after a day and a night is not the overwork before a day and a night. The willow branch was full of scars on his face, especially on his forehead and nose, and he couldn't figure out whether his face was swollen from a fall or some other reason, and the redness and swelling of his eyes were not inferior to overwork. The two men shook their heads, they were delirious, and they couldn't tell the difference.

The paper master's studio is set up in the hall of Lan Ying's house, Lan Ying sits next to the paper master, she can't sit in the room over there, she feels heartache when she sees Duo Lao and willow branches, and her heart hurts when she sees the coffin nailed with wooden boards. She had only been talking to her for half a day, and she passed away, a living person, lying in a coffin without saying a word. "Hey, what are the good things about people in the world, they can't be grassy by the river, the grass dies and the spring sends 'grandchildren', and people die without a trace!" This is a song that is full of emotion floating everywhere when the country people are dead, and many people sing it more tactfully and melodiously than the singers, full of emotion, and shocking. At this time, Lan Ying's heart was silently singing this song. She doesn't do anything else, she is here to supervise the paper master, and build this house where her in-laws live in the underworld, and she can't be sloppy in the underworld. She regretted telling her yesterday that the willow branch was half a piece of tofu higher than the willow branch, and she knew that she was here to say goodbye, and since then the yin and yang have been separated, and she will definitely say that the willow branch is a piece of tofu taller. To her gratification, she affirmed to her the family affair of Dorao and Willow Branch, and would never rebel because of the three-edged crown and bonus at the funeral last time, so that she was relieved in this matter. Now she decided to ask the paper master to tie a three-edged crown, tie a strip of bright red cloth, and put it on the willow branch! If there's something up there, she'll take care of it! If you want to sit in the class room, she goes!

The political instructor thought it was a little strange, there was already a dojo here, why hadn't the professional team of the commune come to inspect it yet? Didn't come to the three chapters of the covenant? Only a few tables of food are allowed, only a few laborers are allowed to carry the coffin, only how many firecrackers are allowed, and only how many filial piety hats are allowed...... By 1979, could this rule be dispensed with? He knew that Lan Ying was staying in the paper house not only to supervise the quality of the spirit house, but also to tie a three-edged crown and tie a bonus to the willow branches, so he turned a blind eye, since your inspection team did not come, he also pretended not to know, you asked him why he didn't care, he asked him why you don't care.

The next day, the dojo entered the formal process, and compared to the rituals of Liu Zhi's father, this time a Taoist priest who played the role of an actor was added. He wore a thick robe embroidered with two dragons on it, the robe was long to mop the floor, the dragon's head was on the shoulders, and the tail was dragged to the ground with the robe; He wears a hat that resembles a hardcover cookie box, but the hat is patterned with gossip and bodhisattva, rather than "nutritious, sweet and delicious"; Holding a wooden object made of a little curved pattern and painted, he respectfully held this object in front of his nose at an important moment, his eyes closed, his mouth chanting, one foot standing still, and the other foot stepping on the figure of eight in front. Dorao and Willow Branch knelt behind him, and the Taoist priest had absolute power over them throughout the day, and they had to obey the instructions of the Taoist priest to stand, kneel, or walk.

The highlight is that he is wearing a filial piety robe that reaches the ground, with a straw rope tied around his waist, a three-edged crown, and a red willow branch.

What is a triangular crown? A piece of bamboo strip skin is enclosed in a circle, followed by a white strip of paper cut into a jagged shape, and then three small bamboo strips are also pasted with three such strips of paper, arching on this circle, which looks like arching three white caterpillars. Worn on the head, those "jagged teeth" kept swinging, which was very eye-catching. Only sons and daughters-in-law can wear three edges, grandchildren and granddaughters-in-law are two edges, great-grandchildren have only one edge, if great-grandchildren still have sons, then I am afraid there will be no edges. This is a traditional hall that has been banned for many years and has only been seen by people of a little age. If a small number of ethnic groups wear such a thing, it doesn't matter if everyone wears one. I've heard that you can barely do it now, and the more reluctant things are, the more attractive they are. It was rumored that a young woman had died in the latch house, and there was an unmarried daughter-in-law, who was particularly beautiful, and today she was going to wear a three-edged crown and tie a bonus, and everyone who had been far away would come to see it. Especially the young offspring, who walked more than ten or twenty miles to this latch house that could no longer rush in.

This girl with a good figure fell so badly and bruised her nose and forehead, and cried so sadly, that the visitors burst into tears.

He is a neighbor in life and a neighbor in death, and the graveyard is next to the grave of Willow Branch's father. The Taoist priest stood at the scene of the cremation spirit house and finished singing seriously, only a few firewood sticks were left on the field where the flames had been burned, and Lan Ying was still standing there in a daze, he thought, she personally inspected the new house she lived in, the house was not damaged, it would not leak when it rained, it was covered with glazed tiles, it would not be cold when it was windy, the windows were equipped with glass, the furniture in the house was all available, and she hired a family to cultivate the fields. There are more things than the ones that my own men have transformed, and since they are neighbors again, they can use many things in common.

The willow branch fell asleep grogily, nightmare after nightmare, bits and pieces. One shot after another, stringing these shots together, is a horror movie, demons and monsters, murder and arson, the dark wind is steep, and the sky collapses. What she dreamed of was far from being comparable to a horror movie, and it was not something that others could imagine. She dreamed that the current homeroom teacher, Mr. Wen, had a hideous face, her eyes bulging out a few inches, her tongue coming out a few feet, and her bloody fingers took out a notice of her expulsion, which was stamped with a school stamp, which was the size of a basin and made of blood. She didn't want to pick it up, but Teacher Wen's bloody fingers suddenly stretched out very long and sharp nails to strangle her...... She has been wandering, dodging, fleeing, screaming, wailing, screaming in the world of dreams...... Her body was moving from time to time.

Standing in the middle of the graves of his mother and Uncle Yong, who was also the deceased (unmarried) father-in-law, Dorao burst into tears. The man who buried his mother yesterday dug a pit in front of her grave, filled it with fine soil, and spread a piece of turf on it, and their intention was that when the grass had grown, he and Willow Branch would not kneel down in front of the grave before going to cut wood every day. Then they dug a similar pit in front of Uncle Yong's grave, and filled it with fine soil and covered it with turf. However, what Duo Lao thinks is: if medicine is developed, Uncle Yong can be effectively treated in the hospital; If the transportation is convenient and the means of transportation are available, don't want the father to carry Uncle Yong to the machine farming road, and then crash into a walk-behind tractor by chance, delaying and losing the opportunity for medical treatment; If the means of communication are developed, don't rush to ask for help with your feet, or directly notify the hospital to rescue on the spot, Uncle Yong is likely to be a tough guy in the world today! If cooking does not need to burn firewood in the mountains, but uses something else instead, the forests in the mountains will be dense, and he and the willow branches will not go to chop wood, and they will not go home until it is dark, and his mother will not fall into the pond; If irrigation is automated, my father will not call it a day after dark, and my mother will not wash the vegetables alone; If you can use running water, your mother wouldn't have to carry a basket to the pond, now your mother shouldn't have died, how painful, how unworthy! In a word, when society develops, the people are happy, and how much "unnecessary sacrifice" can be reduced.

Duo Lao raised his hand and swore an oath in front of the graves of his mother and Uncle Yong that he would do his best to the last bit of strength for the development of society! This is also their filial son.

He doesn't care that he may be expelled from school because of the willow branch wearing a three-edged crown and bonus, where there is a will, there is a way, and he is self-taught.

He began to walk on his way home, staggering like a drunkard who was once again drunk and in danger of falling. **The sun at o'clock stretched his shadow very long, like a flagpole marching towards the wind, erecting a flag made of undulating grass seedlings in the paddy fields.

He was going to see the willow branch, to see the wound on her face, to see if she could stand up, and to tell her to stand up; Tell her not to wobbly when she walks.

He was going to comfort his father: "There is no resurrection after death" and his mother rested in peace. The son is growing.

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