Xie Mingxian felt that whether the things in his heart were really let go or not had a great impact on his psychology. Just as before he returned home, he almost elevated his conflict with his father to the level of class struggle. This contradiction still exists, but it has been lowered from the class struggle to the contradiction among the people, and the level of this struggle is still declining. When Xie Mingxian walked into the house, he saw that his father was already in the courtyard, preparing to carry the coffin out of the funeral. Xie Mingxian lowered the level of this contradiction all the way to the level of contradictions within the family.

After having such a feeling, Xie Mingxian suddenly felt very strange, why he didn't have such a comprehension before. It's okay to push Xie Mingxian's own inprogress to the "decadent Confucian culture", which talks about father's kindness and filial piety, harmony and all good things, and at that time Xie Mingxian really longed for the existence of these things in the book. He wants to be able to live in such a world.

Looking at these words from a dialectical point of view, Xie Mingxian immediately had a completely different understanding. The purpose of propaganda is to achieve something that is difficult to achieve, and if the world is not full of contradictions and cruel struggles, the Confucian propaganda system has no meaning at all. It is precisely because of the hope that the world can be better that the Confucian sages established ideas and formulated systems. And Xie Mingxian undoubtedly did not reach the level and height of the Confucian sages before, he did not understand those books at all, just as Xie Mingxian suddenly remembered in the "Diary of a Madman" last night when he was meditating: Everything must be studied to understand. In ancient times, people used to eat people, and I still remember it, but I don't know very well. I opened the history and checked, this history has no age, and the words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" are written on every crooked page. I couldn't fall asleep, and I looked carefully for half the night, only to see the words in the cracks, and there were two words written all over the book that were "cannibalism"!

The sun continued to climb up, and after the sky was bright, several descendants of Xie Mingxian's uncle's family took over to Xie Mingxian's house. They didn't dare to go directly to Xie Mingxian's house yesterday, but they saw Xie Mingxian riding on a tall horse from a distance, and returned to his hometown surrounded by hundreds of mighty troops. So some of them were in their early twenties, and some were almost thirty years old, but they all looked at Xie Mingxian with awe and envy.

Xie Mingxian's father, Xie Fuzheng, first invited everyone to drink water, and then pointed to the wooden poles and ropes leaning against the wall, "Prepare to carry people away." ”

A few juniors were a little cramped after hearing this, and the one led by Li Shouxian's cousin said hesitantly: "Uncle, if we don't carry it well, don't blame us." ”

Xie Fuzheng's old face still had no expression, and he said in a calm tone: "You can come and contribute, this is your affection for relatives." I really can't lift it, so I have to rely on you offspring. What's so good about this? When we are tired on the road, we will rest, and if we can't go fast, we will walk slowly. I will be grateful to you for carrying your aunt to be buried. When I come back, I'll invite you to dinner. ”

After finishing speaking, Xie Fuzheng took out a few red envelopes from his arms, and one of them was given to a descendant.

Seeing that Xie Fuzheng was not picky at all, and gave a red envelope, the expressions of several juniors immediately relaxed. They pinched the thickness of the red envelope, and almost with a smile, they began to insert the wooden pole under the coffin and put it on the stand, and then tied the coffin firmly to the wooden pole with ropes. Because they were afraid that the wooden poles would not be strong, two wooden poles were placed on each of the three rows of positions carried by the six people, and the heads of the bars were wrapped in white cloth thickly. It's not shoulder-to-shoulder, but it's hard to work hard.

Seeing that these were ready, Xie Fuzheng said to Xie Mingxian: "Do you want to take another look at your mother, or take a few more glances when you get to the cemetery?" ”

When Xie Mingxian heard this, he couldn't help but cry again. He held on to the coffin and looked at his mother's remains, and couldn't bear to let the coffin be closed. Several of his cousins and cousins saw Xie Mingxian's crying sadness, and they wanted to come up to persuade but didn't know what to say, and they didn't dare to come up rashly to persuade him. Xie Fuzheng invited a few people to the back room to drink tea and snacks. Let Xie Mingxian vent his sadness here alone. Before going to the back room, Xie Fuzheng said to Xie Minggu: "Close the door and let others see something." ”

Xie Mingxian didn't care about these fathers' dispositions at all. When he thought of being separated from his mother forever in the future, he couldn't cry himself, and he didn't have seen things like birth, old age, sickness and death. There were so many fresh young lives on the battlefield in an instant. There are always corpses on the river after a flood. After Xie Mingxian's death in Shanghai, even in the absence of war and natural disasters, there were dead bodies on the streets of Shanghai every day. The old, the young, the men, the women, and every winter, countless poor people die. At that time, Xie Mingxian also felt sad, and after the sadness, he gave birth to a strong desire to change the tragic status quo of China.

Now that his mother has passed away, Xie Mingxian's feelings are completely different from before, as if a large piece of his soul has been dug out. Even if I knew that my mother would always die, I couldn't fill that huge void. That feeling of emptiness made Xie Mingxian tremble. He is well aware that he has lost his dearest mother forever.

After crying for a while, Xie Mingxian left the coffin, silently knelt in front of his mother's coffin and began to burn paper in the basin. The BJP does not recruit religious believers, let alone advocates a view of the afterlife. If this old rule of funeral must be put on the line, it is to engage in feudal superstition. But Xie Mingxian didn't care at this time, the part of the brain cells in his mind that was in charge of Xie Mingxian, the secretary of the provincial party committee, was still active, if someone asked Xie Mingxian why he did this at this time, Xie Mingxian would definitely tell that person calmly that he didn't actually believe this, but his mother believed this, and Xie Mingxian did it completely to seek peace of mind.

Xie Mingxian found that as long as it is not mixed with any intention to show off to others, as long as it is not mixed with any meaningless fancy, these traditional funeral procedures are very effective in organizing the process of separating people from their loved ones painfully, and every step is expressing grief, and the completion of each step can probably give the living a little comfort in their psychology.

As a former Qing Xiucai, Xie Mingxian knows very well what is said in "The Mean": practice his position, perform his courtesy, play his music, respect his respect, and love his relatives; Death is like life, death is like life, and filial piety is also.

Xie Mingxian finally felt that this was indeed a good way to greatly alleviate the pain of losing a loved one for the living. Although this has no effect on the deceased.

At this moment, Xie Mingxian heard a knock on the door outside, and then someone shouted, "Brother Mingxian is not here?" ”

Xie Mingxian's nerves of struggle immediately became active, funeral and burial of relatives was originally just a very private matter, but in human society, this is not a simple private matter. At least not in the eyes of many. This is not a joke, the People's Party summed up when doing a social survey that the bankruptcy of the people due to borrowing, the reason of "red and white happy events" ranked second, and the bankruptcy of ordinary people caused by eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling and smoking was far after "red and white happy events".

For Xie Mingxian, it is impossible for him to go bankrupt with such a simple loss. And Xie Mingxian's father, Xie Fuzheng, didn't even use Xie Mingxian's money, from the coffin, clothes, and even the red envelopes distributed to the people who carried the coffin, as well as the wine and food to entertain the people who contributed, it turned out that Xie Fuzheng had already prepared all this. However, reality has proved that even if the Xie family is so low-key, there are still people who refuse to let go of the Xie family.

At this time, there was no one else in the courtyard at all, the secretary looked at Xie Mingxian, Xie Mingxian waved his hand to him, and signaled the secretary not to open the door first, and not to respond. The people outside urged Xie Mingxian to make up his mind, he was not sure what to take to accompany his mother to the funeral. Whatever copper coins in his mouth, or even gold, silver and jade, he can't make Xie Mingxian feel that he has anything to be proud of. Xie Mingxian took off his party emblem from the shirt inside his clothes, and seriously pinned it to the pillow next to his mother's head. Xie Mingxian found that this is what he is really proud of and can express his sorrows.

No matter how much he knocked on the door or shouted outside, Xie Mingxian beckoned the secretary to come over and buckle the coffin together. I breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away my tears, and tidied up my clothes. Xie Mingxian went to open the door.

There was a large crowd of people gathered outside the door, and at such a critical juncture of spring ploughing, these people did not go to work in the field, but came to Xie Mingxian's house, which really made Xie Mingxian feel very disappointed.

The one who knocked on the door was the one who claimed to be Xie Mingxian's childhood classmate yesterday, and there were several old men standing behind him. Seeing that the door was opened, the "classmate" went in first to take a look, and there were no comrades from the army in the courtyard at all. "Classmate" then retracted his body and said to Xie Mingxian with a sigh of relief: "Brother Mingxian, how are you going to give Aunt Mingxian a funeral?" ”

Xie Mingxian said in a very calm tone: "There is no grand funeral, I am going to bury my mother today, and this matter is over." ”

"What?!" Xie Mingxian's classmate immediately exclaimed, and he looked Xie Mingxian up and down with a slight exaggeration, "Brother Mingxian, you are also such a big official." Speaking of which, this is also the former governor, and if you do something for our aunt like this, it will be laughed at. ”

"Hehe" Xie Mingxian sneered a few times, he and his mother have lived in the jokes of others for decades, these people who have laughed at Xie Mingxian actually have the face to say that Xie Mingxian will be laughed at if he simply holds a funeral, which is really too "humorous".

Seeing Xie Mingxian sneering, the "classmate" also knew what Xie Mingxian was sneering at, a sneering expression crossed his face, and then the "classmate" came up and whispered almost to Xie Mingxian's ear, "Brother Mingxian, someone did laugh at you before, but your aunt's affairs have been done in a big way this time, and when you mention this matter in the future, who will dare to laugh at you?" Why don't you understand?! ”

Xie Mingxian really wanted to question his "classmates", how old are you. However, the People's Party is disciplined, and Xie Mingxian is not willing to meaninglessly intensify the contradictions. He took a step back a little and said indifferently: "Jokes are jokes, that's how I do things." If you don't have anything else to do, then hurry up and go to work in the field, and we'll be done with the funeral of our own family. ”

Seeing that Xie Mingxian still refused to give in, that "classmate" had no choice, and they didn't dare to really do anything to Xie Mingxian. The "classmate" turned his head in embarrassment and looked at the old men behind him.

Yesterday, the "grandfather" Xie Mingxian was not in the oil and salt, knowing that Xie Mingxian's "classmates" could not convince Xie Mingxian no matter what, he took a step forward, "Mingxian, your mother was so close to you back then, every time I see your mother take you out, your mother protects you like a little chicken." You can't bear to let your mother be buried like this? Are you still filial?! ”

Hearing this "grandfather" question his filial piety so much, he eliminated the guilt that Xie Mingxian originally had in his heart. No matter how Xie Mingxian blames himself, but at this time, if he shows weakness to these people and is manipulated by these people, Xie Mingxian feels that this is the biggest unfilial piety to his mother.

Standing steadily at the door of his house, Xie Mingxian said calmly: "Grandpa, whether I am filial or not, my mother knows, and I know it myself." This is our mother's business, my mother can't hear what you say now, why do you bother? Grandpa, I'm afraid you've been standing for a while, I don't think you should be tired, why don't you go home and rest for a while. ”

After listening to Xie Mingxian's words, the faces of the people in front of them changed greatly, but some people in the back couldn't help but snicker.

"Grandpa" straightened his face, and he babbled about how unfilial Xie Mingxian was and how sorry Xie Mingxian's mother was. The secretary behind Xie Mingxian was already full of anger, and was about to step forward to say something, but Xie Mingxian had already stopped the secretary. At this time, Xie Mingxian had already completely figured it out, not only Xie Mingxian himself, but also his father Xie Fuzheng, who was entertaining guests in the back room at this time, didn't care about what these people in the village would say. Even if Xie Mingxian has been "discredited" in his hometown since then, and even those places around him think that Xie Mingxian is "discredited", what is this? Xie Mingxian should eat, sleep, and sleep, how to live, how to live. As long as there is a system established by the BJP, no one can openly harm anyone who lives a normal life. Whatever others say, let him go.

Seeing that Xie Mingxian looked like an old eagle eating scales, and the "grandfather" cursed and criticized for a while, it seemed that he was not lightly tired. In the end, "Grandpa" finally stopped his words, and he paused for a moment to catch his breath before continuing to ask: "That Mingxian, how are you going to have a funeral?" ”

"I took my mother out and buried it, and it was like this." Xie Mingxian replied.

After hearing this, the "grandpa" sneered, "Then where are you going to come from?" ”

Xie Mingxian was quite strange in his heart, what was this strange question like. Still keeping this calm, Xie Mingxian replied: "Just carry it out from the door, where else does this come from?" ”

"Grandpa" showed a big sneer on his face, "We are not the rules of the Xie family, this is the old rule of thousands of years." Concubine! You can't walk through the door when you're dead. You have to dig a hole in the wall and get out of it. ”

Xie Mingxian didn't say anything at this time, the secretary was really angry, if there was still a small conflict ahead, what this "grandfather" said now was clearly going to fight to the end.

Xie Mingxian couldn't guess how the secretary would react, so he turned his head and pressed the secretary's shoulder to calm the young man for a while. Turning his head, Xie Mingxian asked loudly, "Then I must carry someone out of the main gate?" ”

The grandfather did not back down, he pointed to the door and said, "A few of our old fellows moved chairs and sat at the door, if you want to go out, press over us!" ”