"It's good to raise it, but now that Brother Sheng is older, there are some things in the family that can be taught to take over." Mrs. Qian looked at Qian Sheng: "Sheng'er, you don't want to be obsessed with studying, you should go out for a walk, you can learn more, you can't understand the truth of being a man if you read too much, don't only know how to be an official, don't know how to be a good person." ”

"Great-grandmother's words Sheng'er wrote down," Qian Sheng respectfully responded.

Mrs. Qian nodded with satisfaction.

After lying down on the bed, she spoke: "Shihai, you go to the kitchen and cook me a bowl of corn porridge, it should be thinner, and you want to cook it yourself." ”

How can Qian Shihai not follow the reason? I hurriedly answered.

Mrs. Qian took Yun Jiao's hand: "Jiao'er, grandma still has something to tell you." ”

"Mother-in-law, you say, Yun Jiao listens." Yun Jiao snuggled up to her well-behaved.

"Mother-in-law and grandmother are not blessed to choose a husband for you," Mrs. Qian looked at her lovingly: "You remember, in the future, when you choose a husband, you have to choose a satisfactory one, it is best not to be a scholar, this man reads more books, the more he has a heart, the more promising he is, the more unreliable he is, in contrast, people who practice martial arts should be righteous and trustworthy." ”

Yun Jiao smiled: "Grandma's words, Jiao'er wrote them down." ”

But there is a little bitterness in her heart, a person like her father, how can she make her own decisions about her family affairs?

"Are you afraid that your father will not allow it? Let me tell you, even if your mother-in-law and grandmother are gone, your uncle and aunt can also testify, he demoted Yan Huan to your mother as a concubine, and in front of the children of my Qian family, he can't hold his head up for eight lifetimes. Mrs. Qian's face turned pale: "If he dares to force you to marry someone you don't want, you will tell him that you want to go to the palace to beat the drum, speak for your mother, and see if he dares!" ”

"Your mother-in-law and grandmother have taken this matter to make a mistake, but they have restrained your father for half a lifetime, and this time it's okay, and they will pass on the trick to their granddaughter, and I'm afraid that Yan Huan won't be able to turn over in this life." The third aunt interjected with a smile.

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed a lot, and the aunts and aunts all laughed casually.

Yun Jiao looked at everyone's happy appearance, and laughed together, smiling and smiling, but her eyes were a little moist, how long has it been since she saw such a situation? How good would it be if time could stand still in this moment?

Qian Shihai quickly brought hot corn porridge.

"You feed me," Mrs. Qian looked at Qian Shihai.

Qian Shihai nodded, stirring the spoon to cool the porridge.

"Mother, unfilial piety is back!" Suddenly, there was a call outside.

Old Madam Qian sat up straight suddenly, and said happily: "Shilin, it's Shilin who is back!" ”

As soon as the curtain was beaten, Qian Shilin walked in, he was tall and thin, most similar to Qian Shijiang, followed by his eldest son Qian Xiangyi and eldest grandson Qian Shu.

"My son kowtowed to his mother!"

"The grandson kowtowed to his grandmother!"

"The great-grandson kowtowed to his great-grandmother!"

The three generations of ancestors and grandchildren knelt straight down in front of Mrs. Qian, and slammed their heads on the ground in unison.

Yun Jiao's eyes were hazy with tears, after the Dayuan Dynasty was heavy, her grandmother had gone through many hardships in her life, and several white-haired people sent black-haired people, so that she could have this dynasty, and when she saw her great-grandson kneeling in front of her, it was not recorded in her name, it was also really flesh on top of the flesh, and her heart must be extremely relieved.

"Okay, get up quickly," Mrs. Qian burst into tears, crying and laughing: "I never thought that I would be able to see my great-grandson when I arrived, even if I died, I would be blinded, Shu'er came to me soon, let my grandmother take a good look." ”

"Mother, don't say that, you have to live a long life and let your son honor you well!" Qian Shilin hurriedly pulled his grandson forward.

Qian Shu was only seven years old, he was already polite and very educated, and looked at Mrs. Qian: "Grandma, you take good care of your body, treat you well, Shu'er will take you to live in my house, okay?" ”

"Okay, good," Mrs. Qian hurriedly responded, and looked at Qian Shilin again: "What did your father say, can you send me to the end?" ”

Qian Shilin's aunt, that is, his adoptive mother, has gone, and now there is only one uncle left, who is also an adoptive father.

When the old lady Qian was dying, he told him not to call Shilin to send him to the end, he was afraid that his brother would be cold, and said that since he had passed the heir, he should not come back to send his biological parents to the end, otherwise it would be too unauthentic.

Because it was the old lady's last order, Mrs. Qian was not easy to disobey, so she let him go.

But now, her life is short, think about waiting for her to go, when she dies, she can't even have a grandson, and the one who wears a red hat is even more inauthentic, Qian Sheng is not a child of Xiangshan after all, and Mrs. Qian can't help but feel related when she thinks of what is happening after her death.

In the Dayuan Dynasty, after the death of a person, the children and grandchildren are all dressed in white from head to toe, the sons and grandsons are tied with coarse linen around their waists, and the daughters and daughters-in-law wear long filial piety hats, and there is a white cloth behind the filial piety hats, and there are several coarse linen tied on them, which is called wearing linen and wearing filial piety.

Only the great-grandchildren wear a red filial piety and a red hat.

In the Dayuan Dynasty, as long as the great-grandchildren of the male landed, they would make a big red pony coat and give it to the old people of the great-grandparents, and after the great-ancestors were old for a hundred years, they were stuffed in the cuffs of the shroud and taken away.

There is also a rumor that as long as there is a great-grandson wearing red filial piety after death, there is no need to kneel in front of the king of Hades, and the ghosts next to him are waiting everywhere, and they will even eat two more dishes than others.

Now, Mrs. Qian naturally wants to have a red filial piety when she wants to do things after her death.

"Mother, don't worry, my mother often thinks of you when she is alive, saying that if it weren't for you, she wouldn't be able to live in such a peaceful life in this life," Qian Shilin stepped forward to explain: "I came over this time, and my father over there also instructed me to accompany you well, and when you are better, I will take you over and give you a pension." ”

Actually, the original words are not like this, the original words are that the old lady Qian is not good, and he rushed to the end of the year, it was he who brought the eldest son and eldest grandson.

Old Madam Qian smiled heartily: "That's very good, Shilin, you feed me some porridge." ”

Qian Shilin took the bowl in Qian Shihai's hand and carefully and thoughtfully fed the porridge to the old mother.

After eating about half a bowl, Mrs. Qian waved her hand: "Enough." ”

"Mother won't eat any more?" Qian Shilin looked at her eagerly.

"That's enough," Mrs. Qian shook her head and looked at her second son: "Shihai, you go and ask Fusong to change my clothes." ”

Fusong is an elegant name.

Birthday celebrations often say that Shoubi Nanshan is not old pine, this old man died, and the corpse was compared to a pine tree.

Fusong, as the name suggests, is naturally the person who should deal with the corpse, responsible for the work of lifting the corpse and carrying the coffin, which is generally served by respected old men from all over the country, a set of teams composed of eight to ten people, when Fusong is arranged by the head of Fusong, several people advance and retreat together.