Chapter 372: Uyghur's Funeral

The sun had just set in the west, and the tigers had landed early. Shuzhen saw that Anarhan's body was wet, so she quickly took her clean clothes and ran behind the red willow bushes.

Huzi was a little excited and heavy to tell the new situation found at the bottom of the lake, Maimaiti listened, and knelt on the ground with a mixture of joy and sorrow, bowed down to the west, and said with sad emotion: "Hu Da, the suffering Balangzi (child) can finally see the sun, thanks to Hu Da's blessing, thanks to the blessing of the Communist Party, let their souls rest in peace." ”

Seeing that Maimaiti's mood gradually returned to stability, Xiangzi smiled and said: "Hard work pays off, and the missing villagers finally have a whereabouts." But the next salvage work is still a bit troublesome, I don't know what the Maimaiti brothers think? ”

Maimaiti pondered for a moment, and said with a sad expression: "The person has been soaked in the water and is not good, and it is not easy to take it to the boat, so I simply sewed five white cloth bags, put the person in the bag, and then transported it to the boat." ”

Xiangzi then nodded and said, "This method is good, it is convenient for sailors to transport." So saying, he asked the two sailors, "Do you think there is anything else to prepare?" ”

The two sailors glanced at each other and whispered with an embarrassed face, "It's just disgusting." ”

Xiangzi smiled and said to Huzi: "Prepare masks and medical rubber gloves for them, bring a bottle of wine then, and drink two sips when you go into the water." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the sailor with a friendly gaze and said: "The task is indeed arduous, but it is related to the interests of the people and the overall situation of stability and unity. ”

The two sailors were just about to say something, but Maimaiti shook his long hair and said earnestly: "There are still a few balangzi in the village who can go into the water, let them go with them when the time comes, we have boats and carriages." ”

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the two of them with a sincere face. The sailor hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This is all the credit of Anarhan, if it were not for her, we would not have found it." ”

When Anarhan heard this, the mischievous Chong father raised her eyebrows gracefully, and snuggled up to Shuzhen's side obediently.

Seeing Maimaiti's look of relief, Xiangzi smiled slightly and said, "Anarhan won the first battle, and I will give you a credit first." Actually, you have already made meritorious service in the last underwater capture of bandits, and I will celebrate your achievements and award you when I go back. ”

Analhan jumped up immediately when he heard this, made a beautiful dance thank you, and silently leaned on Shuzhen. Shuzhen caressed Anarhan's hair that had not yet dried, and said in a cold voice: "You can't let her go into the water to fish for people anymore, she is still a doll, really." As he spoke, he hugged Anarkhan tightly in his arms.

Seeing Maimaiti's eyes looking at him warmly, Xiangzi smiled and said, "With the support of people in the village, there are enough people." Tomorrow you stay at home and give Anarhan a day off. As he spoke, he winked playfully at Anarhan.

Anarhan smiled sweetly at him, and did not jump up passionately to ask for battle, Xiangzi knew in his heart that maybe the underwater scene had cast a shadow on the doll's heart, and it was really embarrassing for the doll.

After gossiping for a while, Xiangzi said to Huzi as if he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, yes, tomorrow you will first set foot on the route and see where it is safe to load the car." This has to be done in secret, so we can't let people see what we're doing underwater. ”

As he spoke, he said to Maimaiti, who was listening silently: "Don't notify your family members first, lest they come to the lake to cry, and as for how to tell Balangzi who went into the water, you still have to use your brain." ”

Maimaiti pondered for a moment, and then said to himself: "I said that the government asked them to help them find things in the lake, and then told them the truth when they went to the lake." Shoko nodded silently in agreement.

The salvage work went very smoothly, and when a cloth bag came ashore, it was immediately rolled into a bundle of reeds prepared in advance and carried onto the wagon. The sun had just shone overhead, and the carriage on the shore was already full of reeds, and it walked leisurely towards the village.

Xiangzi and Maimaiti sat in another carriage with the three Balangzi who went into the water, and when they saw Maimaiti bowing his head and saying nothing, as if he was embarrassed, Xiangzi smiled faintly and said, "Is there any difficulty?" ”

Maimaiti smiled sadly and said: "We Uyghurs have the habit of putting the dead at home first, and then sending them to the monastery for baptism. I'm worried that there is only one Tawuti (carrying the corpse frame) in the village, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep busy. ”

Xiangzi hesitated slightly, and asked tentatively, "The corpses are like this, can the procedure be simplified a little?" ”

When Maimaiti heard this, he looked at Xiangzi hesitantly, waiting for his next step. Xiangzi smiled faintly and said, "Can you directly transport the corpse to the temple, and each family will send one person to the temple to claim the corpse." When the monastery has finished making the iscats (meaning the last almsgiving), the relatives will lead the body and bury it. This is not only in line with the rules but will not cause a big impact, mainly because I don't want to be too public. ”

Maimaiti was slightly stunned, nodded slightly, and said, "This will be a lot less troublesome." As he spoke, he continued with a relieved face: "Oh, you really have a lot of methods, even you know our Iscat's etiquette. ”

Xiangzi smiled indifferently and said: "The doll who grew up in Xinjiang, there used to be a mosque across the road from my house, and when I was a child, I often went to play with the Uyghur Balangzi, and the old man who guarded the door gave us candy to eat." ”

Despite reducing the number of procedures and trying to block the news, the small village still squirmed like a chicken with a broken shell. Even, the custom that women could not attend the funeral was broken, and the old girls in the village stood silently at the intersection not far from the temple like roses after frost, and even the landlady in her eighties was wrapped in it. It is no wonder that among the five corpses wrapped in white cloth, there is her grandson.

I saw that the people in the village were almost all here, except for more than 20 young and strong people who were digging and building graves. Maimaiti looked anxious and helpless, walked back and forth in the courtyard a few times irritably, and looked at Xiangzi with flickering eyes.

Seeing this, Xiangzi smiled slightly and said: "It's already like this, just let them participate together, is this also a major event in the village, just try not to spread the news after you go back." ”

Seeing that Xiangzi was relieved, Maimaiti's expression seemed to be relaxed. He smiled at Shoko and walked towards the crowd at the intersection.

The corpse was not carried to the cemetery by a horse-drawn carriage, and the women who were waiting at the intersection followed the carriage in an orderly manner. I don't know which brave woman tried to cry a few times first, and the women immediately responded. For a moment, the mournful cry filled half the sky.

Now that the rules have been broken, Xiangzi also entered the cemetery hesitantly at the invitation of Maimaiti (according to the rules, Han people cannot enter the cemetery).

The funeral lasted until the sun turned red and the depressed people left the cemetery in twos and threes.

However, the remote village was not calm overnight. The curling smoke continued until it turned white in the east.