After opening the coffin, Hongwei and Hongyu slowly approached the coffin.

And the daughter-in-law of Hongwei and Hongyu is approaching backwards.

It is said that it is to see the last side of the deceased, not all filial sons need to take a look, and some people, because they are afraid, will choose to step back and not look at the corpse in the coffin.

Although I am not a filial son, I also want to see the remains of my grandfather, so I and Bai Annie and the fat man got together.

You should still remember the cake that sealed Guoxian's grandfather, the half-baked cake has been reborn, and it is completely a ball of raw noodles that has fallen into Guoxian's grandfather's mouth.

At this time, the corners of Guoxian's grandfather's mouth, eyes, and nose were stained with blood that had been blown dry.

This is all normal, and it is said that for a certain period of time after death, the last blood in the human body will flow out of the seven orifices.

Although there are blood stains, on the whole, the remains of Guoxian's grandfather are still very peaceful.

Hongwei took the porcelain bowl full of water from the hand of the principal, stretched out his hand to remove the innermost piece of dough from Grandpa Guoxian, and wiped his mouth with a cotton ball dipped in water.

"Dad, wipe your mouth and eat deliciously."

And then there are the eyes.

"Dad, wipe your eyes and see clearly."

Finally, there are the ears.

"Dad, wipe your ears and hear far."

After wiping it up, Hongwei couldn't cry anymore.

I knew in my heart that this was a magnificent heartache from the bottom of my heart.

Flesh and blood relatives, saying that they have no feelings, that is all a lie, in this case, no one can pass the threshold of the death of their relatives.

The principal saw Hongwei shed tears, and quickly pulled Hongwei aside:

"Don't let the tears fall into the coffin, seal the hall quickly."

Hongwei was pulled aside, sat down on the ground, and wept bitterly.

Under the command of the principal, everyone picked up hammers and nailed the coffins one by one around the coffin, sealing the coffins.

Then, before the coffin is lifted, the last piece of paper is bet.

You Hongwei led the filial sons and grandchildren, crying, and went to the small temple to bet paper.

And here, while the filial sons are holding the paper, everyone is under the command of the chief to get up the coffin and go on the road.

Carrying a coffin is the same as carrying a sedan chair.

We all know that the sedan chair is divided into two people, four people to carry, six people to carry, and the best one is eight to carry the sedan chair, or even more people.

Why not use livestock such as horses to carry sedan chairs, this is a status symbol, the more people, the more noble the status.

Carry the coffin the same.

But because the coffin is much heavier than the sedan chair, it takes at least eight people to carry the coffin, and the reason is the same, the more people who carry the coffin, the more solemn the funeral, the more face, and the more identity.

But in recent years, the countrymen have become less and less concerned about this, because now everyone is rich, with a good face, and the coffins they buy are heavier than the other, and they are not easy to carry at all.

There is also the fact that the cemetery is far away, and there is a long way to go, if you carry it, it will tire people to death, you just give people money, and no one is willing to carry the coffin.

So now, the coffin is generally carried out of the yard by people, and when it goes out, it will be placed on a tractor or some kind of car, and some car will pull it to the cemetery.

As we said earlier, the lacquered yellow coffin that Hongwei bought for Guoxian's grandfather is inlaid with a layer of copper on the outside, so it is extraordinarily heavy.

Originally, according to the previous arrangement, several people carried out the coffin of Guoxian's grandfather, put it on the tractor outside the door, and pulled it to the cemetery, but Hongwei temporarily decided to use people to carry the whole process.

Hongwei hired twenty or thirty helpers, and they took turns to carry them.

And as we said earlier, along the way, the coffin is absolutely not allowed to land, and a few people are holding a few benches, and they really can't walk, so they put the benches under the coffin, put them down and stop for a while before walking.

The helpers carried the coffin out of the door, and they returned with the last piece of paper.

On the tray in the magnificent hand, there is an extra tile.

That is, the last and most important ritual before going to the cemetery:

Falling tiles.

This tile, taken from the roof of that small temple, had to be dropped on the coffin, and it had to be broken.

The custom of breaking tiles has always existed, and I have seen it countless times, and there has not been a single unsuccessful one.

Some people say that it is to break the tile, taking the meaning of "years and years", and some people say that the tile is broken, which means that the food in the yang world has been eaten, and the dead can go on the road with peace of mind.

However, we have a folk identity here, but it has no meaning of legal efficiency, which we will talk about later.

The chief prepares a stool for Hongwei to stand on.

The magnificence goes up and is higher than the coffin, so that it is easier to break the tiles.

Hongwei picked up the tile, took a deep breath, and fell.

"Smack......

The sound is very loud.

But as a result, all the onlookers sighed.

The tiles fell to the ground intact.

Incredible.

It's incredible.

You must know that Guoxian's grandfather's coffin is inlaid with a layer of copper, so hard, how can a piece of tile not be broken.

However, this situation is not unprecedented, and sometimes, the person who fell the tile was young and had no strength, and fell on the coffin without breaking it.

It's just that we all know that the material of the tile is brittle and fragile, even if it falls on the coffin and does not break, it will break by itself when it falls on the ground.

But this time, the tiles fell from the coffin, still intact.

I can't imagine it.

The tiles are not broken, and the coffin cannot be lifted.

But there is no chance of letting the grandeur fall again.

Then change to Hongyu.

The director picked up the tiles, handed them to Hongyu, and advised:

"Use some force."

Hongyu also stood on the stool, and with all his strength, he fell.

Same result.

The tiles fell to the ground intact.

Stunned everyone.

Accidentally!

What a surprise!

All were overwhelmed.

The principal has presided over funerals for most of his life, and I guess he has never encountered such a situation.

Hongwei and Hongyu were even more stunned, they must have lingering feelings about what happened last night.

Then the principal looked at me.

Immediately, Hongwei and Hongyu also looked at me.

All the onlookers also focused their eyes on me.

It's like I'm the savior.

But I'm not.

White Anne, perhaps.

I turned around and asked Anne White:

"Isn't it already settled? Hasn't Grandpa Guoxian already forgiven Hongwei? How could this still be the case? ”

White Anne smiled contemptuously:

"Forgiveness? After all these years, did you think it would be so easy to forgive? ”

"What then? The tile is not broken, and it cannot be buried. ”

Bai Annie stopped talking and grabbed me directly.

Anne White pulled me to the front of the coffin.

What are you going to do!

(End of chapter)