After another night in a hurry, there were no waves, but it also showed that Shao Gongwang was really injured.

The customs of the wake are different, but they all show respect and respect for the deceased. On the third day, it's time for the real buzz.

At more than five o'clock in the morning, in the pile of people who were still sleeping, Jiang Yao tiptoed over and returned to the side room to make up for sleep.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, I was woken up again by the sound of people. Jiang Yao put on linen and filial piety again and returned to the mourning shed.

There were several more wreaths, white flags, paper figures, bungalows, and cars in front of the funeral shed than before.

As Shao Qingren's closest relatives of the next generation, he knelt in front of Shao Qingren's spiritual seat according to the rules, facing relatives and friends who came to mourn one after another.

One by one, they wept sincerely or pretended to cry bitterly, and they all knelt down in front of the coffin; The ashes of the brazier in front of the table have been rising after three days of accumulation.

Tears are considered a ticket to enter the door of the Shao family, and after crying, they entered the courtyard of the Shao family in twos and threes. At half-past eleven, when the crowd was almost complete, they sat around the table and waited for the food to be served.

Immediately afterwards, a group of two kicks (cannonballs) made a sound in the air, causing movement to be heard in ten miles and eight villages. The mournful sound of the suona horn and the tuba drum also began to play.

Everyone began to come to the mourning booth again in a strict order of seniority and kinship, and wept and mourned.

Shao Junwu, Shao Xiaoling, and Shao Xiaojing took turns to salute, and then wept and mourned, followed by the others. The closer the people are, the closer they are by blood, and the more they cry with their hearts.

Wait until the end of the salute and cry for the funeral. Everyone walked back to the courtyard in turn. Only Jiang Yao was still arranged by the elders in the family to stay in the spirit shed, and when no one came back in the end, he went to the table to eat, also to show the understanding of the rules and filial piety of the juniors.

A group of people came and went, and the more people who came back, the more unfamiliar they were to Jiang Yao, who was still young, and even many people who were far away from each other.

When the elders of the clan shouted into the mourning tent to start eating. It shows that all the people are complete. The few juniors left in the mourning shed can also serve at the dinner table.

"Wait." Jiang Yao, who had just come together, heard such a familiar voice and looked out of the door of the spiritual shed, and it was the person who stretched out his hand to stop the elder at the door.

"Who are you?" Although the elder has been in Shaozhuang for many years, the villagers are a little unfamiliar with the short and seriously ill old man in front of him.

"Shao Gong Wang." Jiang Yao wore a filial piety hat and called him by his name without any respect.

"Hey, Yaozi." Kind reminders from the elderly.

Today's rural areas pay attention to the joy of funerals, and the red and white things are all happy. But the uninvited guest who appeared in front of him made Jiang Yao no longer have any respect.

"Yo, the weasel gave the rooster a New Year's greeting?" Jiang Yao endured his temper and stood in front of Shaogong Wang, looking extremely tall.

"Yaozi, what's the matter?" The elder didn't know what he meant, and he didn't believe that the old man in front of him who was older than him was actually the tall and powerful Shaogong Wang back then.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yao was even more rude and ignored the elder's words.

"Shao Pinghua is my apprentice, Shao Qingren is gone today, can't I come over to take a look?" The old man whispered, pretending to be pitiful.

"You ......"

"Jiang Yao, let the old man burn a piece of paper first, you can't be presumptuous." At this time, Shao Shufen stood on the side of the street and said to Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao didn't speak again, clenched his fists and stared at the old man as he lit the money ticket and put it into the brazier, ready to deal with him and make trouble in the spirit shed.

"Jiang Yao, what's wrong with you? How can you be so disrespectful to an old man. Jiang Guangming, who didn't know what was going on but was called by someone watching the excitement, shouted at Jiang Yao.

"Old man? What do you think dad? Do you know who he is? Jiang Yao pointed at Shao Gongwang to Jiang Guangming, who walked beside him.

"I'm Shaogong Wang, what's wrong? Qingren is gone, I feel uncomfortable, what a good person this is! Shao Gong Wang didn't wait for Jiang Yao to speak, so he held Shao Qingren's spiritual position and cried.

"You let me go." As soon as Jiang Yao saw that his grandfather's spiritual position was stained by these sinful hands, he rushed forward and punched Shaogong Wang's thin head.

Punched in the face, Shaogong Wang suddenly had black blood from his nose, and the blood flowed together with snot and tears.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing Jiang Yao?" Shao Wujun, who didn't know who was alarmed, was half-drunk, half-drunk and half-conscious stepped forward and pushed Jiang Yao away.

"Leave me alone, do you dare to try it again?" Jiang Yao, who was a little weaker, pushed Shao Junwu away but was stopped by the old man of the weak family, Jiang Yao did not dare to move, for fear that something would happen to the old man.

But Shaogong Wang has been rubbing the spiritual position and not letting go, for a long time, the crying face turned, and the vicious face of the yin owl reappeared, just like under the deep pit that day, and said at the same time: "Don't worry, this old thing will definitely not be buried today." ”

Jiang Yao, Jiang Guangming, the elders of the family, Shao Wujun, except for Jiang Yao, who had already gone crazy in the eyes of everyone, no one knew what this meant.

Ke Shaogong Wang's vicious face just finished speaking, and then he turned his miserable expression and faced the people outside the spirit shed. It not only made the people in the spirit shed shudder, but also made the people outside the spirit shed misunderstand Jiang Yao's family.

"Let's disperse, there are no good-looking folks, today is a big day for the funeral, we are all a family, let's go to the table for dinner." Shao Shufen, who is not far from the spirit shed, although she is not respected in the village, she always has a solemn posture.

No one wants to refute the face of such a noble lady, and in the excitement, it all disperses hastily.

"Jiang Yao, this is Shaogong Wang?"

"Yes." Everyone dispersed, leaving only Jiang Yao in the mourning shed to wipe the defiled spiritual position with the clean clothes in the mourning clothes.

"It's really unexpected, after a few decades, he has changed as a person." Shao Shufen shook her head, full of sighs.

"You don't still have a master like him in your heart, do you?"

"How so? Let's go to dinner, don't miss the funeral time. Shao Shufen took the spiritual position and put it back in the middle of the offering table.