The funeral is scheduled for March 18.

According to local customs, the day before the funeral, all relatives, especially the deceased's mother's family, as well as the close room of the deceased, all came to the scene to burn paper and bow down and have a meal. Qin Dahai's mother, Qin Liu, came here several times, and her mother's house was far away, and she didn't know that there was no one in the next generation, so she only went to the relatives and family members of Qin Dahai's family, and she stayed at eight tables out of ten.

That night, the suona team came to the momentum, blowing paragraph after paragraph, singing one after another, in the face of the crowd who did not want to disperse, and a few small comedies were performed, the characters and plots in the play made the young men and young girls laugh happily from time to time, and they were very happy.

The busiest day is the funeral. All relatives, deceased and family members and friends will come to mourn filial piety, filial sons and grandsons frequently go out of the mourning shed and kneel to greet each other, and repeatedly return to the shed to wait; The female dependents cried again and again, sad tears, ushered in a batch of batches, sent away a group of people, people in front of the account table were like flowing water, the guests left and the guests came, took out the money into the account, and signed up for the payment; The sound of plates and bowls under the chef's shed, the plates are steep and sharp, and the meat and vegetable fruits are complete; The guest shed rests, reminisces about the old greetings, the dead are virtuous, and the living sigh; Cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, detergent is added frequently, the horn sounds, and the mourning is shocking. Zhang Ba and Er Gui came here one after another, Qin Gao and Xiong Meng greeted the filial son, and reached out to take the money given to the deceased. Everyone looked at each other, kept talking, handed cigarettes to tea, and talked to people. Yang's house is a guest, with extraordinary spirit, neat clothes and pants, pink faces, and a vast crowd of people who come to mourn. There was already news that the filial son took the lead, lined up to greet each other, supported the main standing, shook hands and talked, arranged for smoking and tea in the guest room, and waited for the auspicious time to come, and arranged for Yuejin and Hongmei Ling to kowtow and marry. Relatives and friends are happy, look closely at the red plum dress, the square face is delicate, white and shy, willow eyebrows and square mouth, the nose is inlaid, the black hair hangs down the waist, and the plain is natural. Coarse cloth shoes made of thousands of needles and threads, wearing on the feet do not lose their temperament and appearance, and the dimples shown by the smile show a bit of natural posture and good looks.

Even Cao Lianmin in the county, Sang Yuanqi couldn't find time to come in person because he was too busy with work, so he asked someone to bring gifts into the account, and mourned the old man on behalf of him, and said hello to his son. As soon as the deacon was about to lay the opening table, Qin Dahai whispered a few words in the deacon's ear, and decided to put the marriage in front of Yuejin and Hongmei Ling, and everyone would pay tribute and eat in turn.

"Today is the day of the burial of Qin Dahai's mother Qin Liu, in order to meet the old man's wish to see his granddaughter-in-law before his death, and not leave any regrets, now I invite Yang Hongmei, the daughter of Yang Zhendong of Yang Mansion, and Qin Dahai's son, Qin Yue, to enter the funeral shed and kowtow to get married!" The deacon shouted loudly through a megaphone.

Everyone left the guest tent and came to the funeral tent to watch the scene of the same funeral and marriage.

Yang Hongmei was already standing in front of the statue of Qin Liu, waiting for Qin Yuejin's arrival.

"The victim Qin Dahai hurriedly shouted and jumped in and out, and the marriage in front of the spirit began immediately." The deacon urged loudly.

"Leap forward! Leap forward! Where did the leap go? Qin Dahai's wife, Zuo Qin, anxiously looked for her son.

"Go to the toilet!" Qin Gao said.

"Wait!" Here someone passed it on to the deacon.

"What could be more important than this? And wait! Let people stand there alone! "People think in their hearts, and they say it. Some people went to the toilet to find it.

"It's coming! Here it comes! Xiong pointed sharply in the direction of due south.

"Yes, it's a leap forward. Who is that girl next to him? People looked in the direction of Xiong Meng's finger, and sure enough, they saw Yuejin and the girls he walked all the way.

"It could be the daughter of one of his relatives."

"Is that his cousin?" "It's not!"

"Is that his cousin?" "It's not!"

"Is that his aunt?" "It's not!"

People asked each other questions, and some of them answered in the negative.

"It's Zhao Hongyu, the object of his own talk!" Someone finally recognized it, and I don't know who Lu Dao is.

Together with the girl, he walked straight to the spirit shed, knelt in front of the spirit and bowed, leaving Yang Hongmei aside.

Zhao Hongyu got up, took Yuejin's hand, and ran quickly towards the cave room.

Yang Hongmei was so humiliated that she was embarrassed, with tears in her eyes, crying and squeezing out of the crowd.

Most of the people didn't know what was going on, but they only knew a thing or two from the grief and anger that Yang Hongmei ran out, looking at each other, looking for answers. The deacon had already dropped the megaphone in his hand and settled the guests who had come to burn the paper to wait for the arrangement.

"Li Ergui, you are what people say, what people do! Qin Dahai, what are you! Yang Zhendong saw his daughter running out with tears on her face, very aggrieved, so while scolding, he took people to the spirit shed to fight with Qin Dahai, the bowls and sacrifices on the sacrificial table were overturned, Yang Zhendong picked up the bowl from the ground and smashed it on Qin Dahai's head, and the spirit shed became a pot of porridge.

Several young people of the Yang family also ran to Yuejin's new house, each holding bricks and stones and kicking open the door, and dragged Yuejin out hiding under the bed for a while and scolded for a while, Zhao Hongyu didn't dare to fight back, let someone split his face and beat his cheeks so that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he called his father and mother.

People are afraid of losing reason, and dogs are afraid of clipping tails. Qin Dahai was beaten by Yang Zhendong, and he didn't dare to fight back, Xiong Meng and Qin Gao called a group of people, and Qin Dahai stopped them several times.

Yang Zhendong made a fuss for a while, I was afraid that my daughter would have a good time going back alone, so he hurriedly beckoned the Yang family personnel who came with him to exchange red plums and leave the Qin family.

Qin Dahai finally quieted down in front of the door again, the deacon picked up the megaphone again, and after a simple memorial, everyone took their seats. After serving the dishes, it is naturally a filial son to thank the guests, and eat and drink wine.

"The old man has been sick for a long time, and he can live until now that he is at the end of his life, don't care about a little twist and turn today, she also saw her granddaughter-in-law marry home, she can look at it, break the routine today, let Yuejin and Hongyu toast, and let the guests have a good drink!" Qin Dahai said to the deacon.

Yuejin and Hongyu also returned from the new room, washed their faces with water, wiped away the bloodstains, and went to each table to toast with the deacon's arrangement.

It is inevitable to guess the boxing order on the wine table, you let me push, and there are also jokes with the bride, which causes a burst of laughter from time to time.