"Charge paper", need filial piety, generally the eldest son of the deceased, holding a boxy tray in his hand, three incense sticks on the tray, a small copper wine cup, filled with wine, and then under the small wine cup, press a piece of yellow paper, just like our yellow paper charms The same size, "Charge paper" is obtained in this way.

The ritual of "charging paper" is that the eldest son carries the tray, and the filial sons and grandchildren follow behind, come out of the house, cry and shout the names of the dead all the way, and kneel down in front of the small temples.

At this time, the principal first lit three incense sticks, inserted them in the incense burner in the small temple, came out and lifted the wine cup on the tray, sprinkled the wine on the ground, and finally lit the yellow paper.

A funeral, you need to bet several pieces of paper, and today, you need three, filial sons put on filial piety, the funeral officially began, after dinner, wait until eight or nine o'clock, and then press the last one.

Therefore, after Hongwei, Hongyu and other filial sons and grandsons put on filial piety clothes, they will start the first "paper".

Here's the problem.

Do I want to go!

The answer is no.

I definitely don't want to go.

Originally, I was not the immediate family member of my grandfather, and I was not a collateral relative, not to mention that I didn't even wear filial piety clothes.

So when the filial sons and grandchildren were ready to go out under the magnificent leadership, I naturally stepped back.

But all of a sudden, my hand was grabbed and dragged forward.

I turned my head, White Anne.

This girl pulled me into the crowd, and got closer and forward, until finally stopped behind the grandeur.

I looked at Bai Annie puzzled, what are you doing!

This filial son and grandson stand in line, and it is also very particular, the further it goes, the closer the relationship with the deceased must be, my identity, even if I want to participate in the paper, I have to stand at the back.

But Bai Annie directly pulled me to the front, and even left Hongyu behind the book coins, which is unreasonable.

But it was clear that Anne White had no questions about me, as if I was rightfully going to stand here.

This Nizi!

So, I stood at the front of the line and set off.

Because it was the first paper, both sides of the street were full of people watching the excitement, and I, standing in the middle of the line, was so conspicuous that I naturally became the focus of attention.

I didn't have the face to look up, and the others, whether pretending to be or real, were crying bitterly, and I couldn't cry, so I could only lower my head, follow closely behind Hongwei, and bury my head in Hongwei's wide filial piety clothes.

But Bai Annie, this girl, actually did it to me again.

I wondered, Bai Annie, like me, did not wear filial piety clothes, and she was still an outsider, the neighbors did not know her, she stood in the crowd, more conspicuous than me, how could she be embarrassed?

Bai Anne pinched my waist, I was not happy, I turned my head slightly, and whispered:

"What are you doing!"

"See clearly!"

Anne Bai leaned directly into my ear and whispered.

See clearly!

What to see?

Anne Bai pointed to the front with her hand.

Tray.

I understand.

Anne Bai asked me to stand so far forward just to look at the tray.

I wondered even more.

What's so nice about this tray, you can still see that a flower can't come.

Come on, just watch it.

I didn't care about the strange eyes of others, and my eyes widened and stared at the tray in the hand of the magnificent man who walked in front.

It wasn't far from all, and after walking for three or five minutes, you arrived at the small temple.

Everyone knelt down in front of the small temple.

The moment Hongwei knelt down, the accident really happened.

I don't know what the reason is, when Hongwei knelt down, he didn't stand firm or something, as if someone pushed him from behind, he almost fell, staggered and knelt down.

But I could see clearly that behind him was me, and I didn't touch him at all.

Hongwei plopped down and knelt down, and the tray in his hand "snapped" and fell heavily to the ground.

I saw the copper wine cup in the tray, as if it had been struck, and fell.

Not only did it fall, but the wine cup rolled out of the tray under the effect of gravity, and rolled out a long way, and there was a concrete floor underneath, so the sound of friction, jingling bells, was extremely crisp.

But this voice, only a few of us in front of us can hear, everything in front of us, the people behind, can't see, can't hear, they are all kneeling on the ground now, humming in their mouths, I don't know if it's crying or what, so I don't know about the accident that happened in front of me.

I finally understood why Anne White wanted me to stand in front, and I could really see it.

It is estimated that Hongwei didn't expect such an accident to happen, and he was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.

It is said that this is not an accident, everyone will make mistakes, but the principal is panicking at this time.

Because what is even more terrible is that the wine cup is beaten, and the wine in the wine cup is spilled.

The wine that was spilled, impartially, was sprinkled on the three sticks of incense and the paper, and it was completely wet.

If it's real wine, what gets wet with wine burns better.

But this kind of thing, although it is a very grand worship ceremony, has already formed a tacit understanding, and no real wine will be used, even if it is real wine, it will be mixed with water.

Therefore, the wine in the wine cup cannot be ignited at all.

The chief hurriedly picked up the three sticks of incense, took out the lighter, and tried to light it.

But for a long time, it didn't ignite.

At this time, the filial sons and grandsons in the back also noticed the abnormality, stretched out their heads, and looked ahead, what would normally be done in two or three minutes, but it has not been done in five or six minutes.

The principal stopped lighting the incense, and directly inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner, and said to himself:

"I'll order it later."

Then the chief went to light the yellow paper, which was also not lit, and was thrown on the ground, leaving it alone.

Finally, the chief picked up the wine cup and tried to pour some wine out of the wine cup, but all the wine in the wine cup was spilled, and not a drop was left.

The director shook his head, put the wine cup back on the tray, lifted the grandeur, and the "paper bonding" ceremony was over, and everyone got up and returned to the mourning hall.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, I asked Anne Bai:

"Did you see that?"

"See."

"Why? Why is this happening? ”

"The gods don't take it!"

The gods don't take it?

What the heck?

Anne Bai explains:

"It's the magnificent, Hongyu offering, the gods enshrined in the small temple, and they refuse to accept it."

"That's why the wine cup was poured and the wine spilled all over the floor?"

Bai Annie nodded:

"It seems that your grandfather died a strange death."

I couldn't help but be surprised!

How so!

My country's current grandfather, isn't he dying?

(End of chapter)