The two of them had already made a decision, and they didn't want to delay the matter, so they hurriedly went to Shen's mother's room to make a report. Mother Shen was quite surprised when she heard their plan, and praised the Chen family for being reasonable and thinking about her husband's family, which is really a rare filial daughter-in-law.

It happened that the two brothers Shen Jiagong and Shen Jiafu came to ask for peace. When Shen Jiagong heard that his brother had such a righteous act, he was ashamed of himself, and he also praised Shen Jiafu several times for his respectful brother and bold atmosphere, and praised Chen again by the way, saying that she was harmonious with the inner court and the virtue of women.

Chen was praised by everyone, and he hurriedly sent Chunyan to Luomei Courtyard to call Shen Fulai, and then thought about it carefully, moved with affection, knew the benefits, and removed some red tape and crumpled it to tell Shen Fu to know.

Shen Fu was knowledgeable, and quickly understood Chen's intentions, so he wanted to let himself send his heir to the big house and send the soul to the end on his behalf.

In fact, Shen Fu did not reject this move, but was proud that he could share the burden for the elders in his family. Thinking about it again, he is just a father in many names, and he is not like those shabby households outside who climb relatives everywhere for food and clothing, in order to rely on the door, fine clothes and food, so he accepted the arrangement of the elders very often, and changed his name to recognize Shen Jiajun as his father.

As soon as I recognized my relatives, yesterday's predicament was immediately solved.

The two brothers Shen Jiagong happily pulled Shen Fu to the mourning hall, and hurriedly ordered someone to mix a pot of red lacquer and add things in the study.

Shen Fu patiently sat behind the desk and waited, only to see his middle father, Shen Jiagong, take out a note from his sleeve and solemnly deliver it to him.

Taking it with his hand, Shen Fu saw that the name and age of his uncle Shen Jiajun were listed on the note, and he couldn't help but be in awe, and then held the spirit card in front of him with reverence, wrote the word Xiankao from the beginning, and then added the name and age to it, and waited until it was dry, and held it for the middle father to read.

Shen Jiagong saw that the handwriting was full of strength, and his flesh and bones were even, and he couldn't help but praise: "The word Fu'er is much stronger than you!" ”

Shen Jiafu heard it clearly, but said with a serious face: "He is casual and arbitrary, and his strength is thin and sparse, so only this handwriting is a skill!" ”

Shen Jiagong smiled bitterly and was speechless, and then said: "The minister of Hanshan Temple came to visit last night and asked if the altar had been built!" ”

"This is not busy, you really have to be in a hurry, it will be done overnight!" Shen Jiafu said unhurriedly, "It's the coffin ......."

Shen Jiagong replied: "I have invited someone from Shoucai to come last night, knocked the old lady's piece of rosewood for the coffin, and discussed with the master of Shoucai Xing, ready to make the coffin into 'thirteen yuan', and start construction this morning, I'm afraid it won't be completed until night!" ”

Shen Jiafu nodded when he heard this, and then said: "Tomorrow is the period of mourning, can all the obituaries be sent out?" ”

"I ordered Heng'er to do this early in the morning, and now, the close relatives of the second uncle and the third uncle have already known about it, and even the relatives, friends and friends inside and outside the city have also been notified!" Shen Jiagong said slowly, sighed, and said, "It's just that the third sister is far away in Yangzhou, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up!" ”

"The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and it is too late!" Shen Jiafu said calmly, "I just hope that the third sister will go home as soon as possible to mourn, otherwise, according to the old lady's eyes."

I don't think about it, I'm afraid that this mourning period is not over, and her old man will fall ill first! ”

Shen Jiagong couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his old mother's sad expression.

Shen Fu stood next to him, seeing that he couldn't talk or help, he didn't feel that it was useless, so he simply said his hard work to Shen Jiagong and Shen Jiafu, and slipped away.

went back to Luomei Courtyard, Shen Fufu planned to talk to Chen Yun, and didn't want Chen Yun to be busy for tomorrow's funeral.

Shen Fu secretly paid attention to it, and saw that people in Yuxuan were coming in and out, endlessly, some of them had to get tea leaves, tea bowls, and tea cho, some had to get mattresses, felt mats, and foot pedals, some had to get table surrounds, chairs, and stool covers, some had colored threads, beads, and embroidery needles, and some had oil candles, lamp holders, and wax skewers...... You came out, and I went in again, it's really lively, and I want to break the threshold.

Chen Yun is mentally prepared, whenever someone comes to take something from the card, it is necessary to register with a pen, record who is in charge of a certain place, who received something, wait until the night patrol, verify the notes one by one, if there is a thief, fraudulent, and fraudulent person, they will be executed on the spot. is Deng Shanbao, who is responsible for going out to buy, and Chen Yun is not merciful, and asks carefully about everything.

In this way, on the fourth watch, everything was in order, the little maids stepped on the ladder and hung the lanterns, and the maids and servants also changed into white clothes.

Chen Yun hardly slept this night, when he heard four gongs in the house, he woke up Shen Fu in a panic, and then went to the house to put on his clothes, went out to wash his face, changed his clothes and makeup, and didn't even bother to drink a sip of tea, so he hurried to the Shoujing Hall.

Shen's mother knew that she was going to bury Shen Jiajun today, so she rushed to the Shoujing Hall before everyone else and talked to Shen Jiajun alone.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen Jiagong, Mr. and Mrs. Shen Jiafu, Mrs. Zhou, and several aunts arrived late, and when they saw Shen's mother with tears on her face, they couldn't bear it, and they hurriedly came up to persuade them. In a few moments, Shen Fu and his wife, Shen Heng and his wife, and Shen Yi and his wife also stepped on the hurdle of dawn.

The hall was silent for a long time, and the sky outside gradually brightened.

Chen Yun was wondering why Shen Xueqing and Shen Xueyuan hadn't come yet, when she suddenly saw a maid walk in, saying that the two had arrived at the door, and the two aunts also came with them.

Shen Heng had a strong sense of responsibility and took the lead in going out to entertain his brother-in-law.

Chen Yun followed behind, politely picked up Shen Xueqing and Shen Xueyuan, and then said a few words casually, and hurriedly led the two to the Shoujing Hall.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, they saw a solemn room, full of lights and candles, and suddenly they couldn't help but feel sad, and they hurriedly walked to Shen Jiajun's bed, crying and shouting.

Chen Yun couldn't bear to look at it more, so she turned her face away for a while, only to see that Yin Yang Sheng and the tea master in the tea room had already arrived, standing outside the hall waiting for the summons.

The crying gradually stopped.

Mother Shen was afraid that she would miss the time of burial, so she hurriedly invited Yin Yang Sheng and the tea master to come in, and told them to wait and be more serious.

The tea master nodded in response, slowly went to the spiritual bed, opened the makeup he carried with him, and carefully corrected Shen Jiajun's appearance.

At this time, Lai Yongan, who was beside Shen Yi, was lying on the side of the door and probing his brain, suggesting that someone was coming from outside Shen Yi.

Shen Yi estimated that it was Qin Hanrong, so he secretly came out, received Qin Hanrong with a good voice, and gave the barmen in the bar room a bag

rewarded the money, led the people to the place where the coffin stopped, and worked together to move the coffin weighing several hundred catties to the gathering hall.

The ladies retreated to the corner of the wall, and when they saw that the tall and tall men had fallen into the coffin, they all retreated, and they dared to show their heads and feet.

At this time, it was Yin Yang Sheng's turn to appear, and he saw that he ordered Shen Fu, Chen Yun, Shen Xueqing, and Shen Xueyuan, and asked Shen Fu to hold Shen Jiajun's round head, Chen Yun to hold Shen Jiajun's square toes, and Shen Xue asked Shen Xueyuan to hug his waist, and then asked them to work together to erect Shen Jiajun's body in the air.

Seeing this, the tea master hurriedly took out the colorful silk prepared in advance, spread it in the coffin, and carefully smoothed out all the folds.

Yin Yang Sheng helped put the headrest and foot pillow properly, signaled Shen Fu, Chen Yun and others to put Shen Jiajun's body into the coffin, and then muttered a few words, flew up, and threw seven round square hole coins on Shen Jiajun's head, shoulders, hips, and feet.

The body was straightened, Yin Yang Sheng slowly exhaled, paced to the table, tilted his head and poured a small amount of wine into the plate, and threw a ball of silk into it.

Shen's mother was well-informed, and immediately reacted to what Yin Yang Sheng was going to do, and hurriedly motioned for Shen Xueqing to go up and help.

Shen Xueqing was smart and clear-sighted, walked in front of Yin Yang Sheng, carefully took the small plate, and then followed Yin Yang Sheng back to the coffin step by step.

Yin Yang Sheng glanced at her, slowly abandoned distracting thoughts, took out the silk cotton soaked in wine, twisted out some wine slightly, and then put his hand into the coffin, wiped Shen Jiajun's mouth, eyes, ears, and nose, and said with words in his mouth: "Open your eyes, brighten your eyes; Open the nose and smell the fragrance; Open your mouth and eat fragrant vegetables; Open the slap and listen to the eight directions; Happy light, open-minded; Open the footlight, go to the Quartet ......" read it, threw the silk cotton back into the dish, and quickly took out a bronze mirror from the back of the waist, and accurately aimed at Shen Jiajun's face.

After taking a look for a while, this yin and yang sheng removed the bronze mirror, and with a fierce force on his arm, he smashed the bronze mirror to the ground and smashed it.

Chen Yun was startled when she heard the sound suddenly, gasped for breath on the spot, and continued to watch.

The yin and yang sheng ordered someone to set up the sub-cover, cover it in the coffin against the wall, lay a layer of colored silk on the sub-lid by himself, and set up a large cover to seal the coffin, and waited for Qin Hanrong to nail the wooden tips to the four corners of the coffin, and then pulled a piece of white satin to cover the coffin.

When Mrs. Zhou saw that her husband was buried, she couldn't help crying, and then floated to the coffin like a fallen leaf and called, "Master! ”

Yin Yang Sheng and Master Tea were very eye-catching, each lowered their heads, and went out with their front and back feet.

Shen Xueqing saw her mother crying sadly, so she hurriedly leaned up to support Mrs. Zhou's shoulders and said, "Mother, it's dawn outside, it's time to burn paper!" ”

Mrs. Zhou wiped away her tears, and saw that Shen's mother was still in the hall, and wanted to ask the old man to call the shots, but Zhan Nian thought that it was not in accordance with the etiquette law, so she had to force her composure and ordered loudly: "Serve tea and burn paper!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the little maid and maid who were waiting for the paper burning in the courtyard drooped their heads, and slipped in neatly and neatly in two, you were busy supporting the charcoal basin, I was busy folding the table paper, you were busy putting the vase, and I was busy putting incense and candles, with a clear and orderly division of labor.

When Mrs. Zhou saw that the confession was set, her tears were like beads of broken threads, rolling down one after another, dripping on Gang

Burn up the table paper.

When Aunt Lin, Shen Xueqing, and Shen Xueyuan saw the coffin, tears poured out of their eyes. Shen Mu and the others also looked calm and wanted to cry faintly.

Outside, the subordinates also consciously stood with their hands down, although they were not very sad in their hearts, but they pretended to be very sad on the surface.

Some hawkers who walked through the streets and alleys to do business passed in front of the house, saw the white lights hanging high, the spirit flags swaying, all consciously closed their mouths, quietly crossed the whole street, and dared to open their mouths to sell. There are even some passers-by, listening to the cry shaking the mountains and shaking the mountains, and even sighing that the merits of the deceased are complete, even after death, they have to be buried by their families so thickly.

(End of chapter)