Just as it was getting dark, there was a knock at the door.

Cai Dacheng let go of Zhao Jiao, who was hugging, and walked out of the room with his clothes on.

"What's the matter?" looked at the person who knocked on the door, Mrs. Song.

"Sir, there is someone waiting in the porter. The seventh master sent someone, and the old lady of his family went with a smile an hour ago and came to report the funeral. ”

Cai Dacheng was stunned!

Last night, when he was held by the third master, he also probed the pulse, although he didn't have a few years of life, but he has maintained it well this year, why is this gone?

"You order, except for the white in our family, the others are the same as the seventh uncle's family."

Mrs. Song hurriedly agreed, and seeing that Cai Dacheng was stunned and didn't give any more instructions, she withdrew from the hall with light feet.

Cai Dacheng returned to the bedroom and came to the bed, and his eyes were full of red and green on the bed and around it.

At this time, his wife was sleeping deeply in a pink autumn dress, and her honey-colored skin stood out against the clothes and quilts.

Even if I didn't want to disturb, I had to call her up.

"Jiaojiao! Wake up! Cai Dacheng called twice, but she didn't answer, so he simply lowered his body and hugged her with a quilt.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jiao was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes at all, and she was a little angry when he woke up from her dream.

After more than a month of riding a horse in a hurry, and when she came back, she stayed up until midnight, and she was not impregnable.

"The third master just went! Someone at the door is waiting to report the death. Hurry up and let the next people clean up our house. ”

Zhao Jiao was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and only then did she know what this meant, and she suddenly sobered up!

At the door, Cai Youquan, the third son of the fifth uncle's family, was wearing filial piety and wearing plain clothes, standing facing the stone mountain at the door.

When he heard a movement from inside the door, he turned around and looked up.

Cai Dacheng walked over dressed in black.

"Brother Dacheng, the third master is gone!" After speaking, he knelt down with his legs and offered his filial piety hat.

Cai Dacheng patted him on the shoulder, took it and put it on, and then went to Uncle Seven's house with him.

The seventh uncle is over the age of old, and he is the longest-lived person in the Cai family at this time, and he can be called a happy death.

By the time Cai Dacheng arrived, all the five uncles and his generation had arrived, and the others were still coming.

Inside the main house, the threshold and the two wooden doors of the hall have been removed, and the hall of worship has already been erected.

At this time, the three old ladies were placed on the spiritual bed by the east wall with their heads south and feet north.

He had eaten from head to head, his feet were on a long lamp, and his whole face was covered with a white cloth.

At the end of the meal, there is a pair of chopsticks standing upright.

A little further, the filial son and grandson Seventh Uncle and the eldest grandson Cai Chuxia wore linen and filial piety, kneeling there to accept the worship of relatives and friends.

There is a porcelain basin in front of Uncle Seven's legs, and paper money is burning in it.

Cai Dacheng knelt down on his knees, raised his head at the third master, bowed four times in a row, and Cai Chuxia on the side followed and bowed.

Listening to the cry of the lady next door, Cai Dacheng was inevitably sad.

Seeing that the third master's face cloth was not sealed, he couldn't help but stretch out his hands and gently lift the white cloth, and the old man's face was finally revealed.

He did relax and smile all over!

At this time, he was standing on his feet and sleeping there upright.

Cai Dacheng is very pleased to let the third master leave without regrets.

This was the last time he saw the old man!

This loving old man cannot be repaid with words or gold and silver for the help he has given to his ancestors and grandchildren!

Without him, he and Ercheng would have died a long time ago, let alone die well for their father and mother?

Without him, Zhao Jiao's mother and son, who lack less medicine, can still survive until now?

Without his old man, the rest of the Cai clan would have been shattered a long time ago!

His nostalgia was interrupted, and he was picked up by Cai Chuxia and one of the other brothers in the clan and taken outside......

Zhao Jiao did not delay, and immediately instructed the three old lady Song and daughter-in-law to let them change the dormitory utensils with the other servants.

I changed into plain clothes and simply pulled my hair and went out.

She didn't know if she would be rude and couldn't howl, but her mood was heavy at the moment.

"Madame, I'll go with you!" Sister-in-law Song followed closely, and seeing that Zhao Jiao didn't make a sound, she took it as a default.

As soon as I arrived at the door of Uncle Seven's house, I saw a young woman crying and shouting to meet him.

Sister-in-law Song hurriedly reminded: "It is the daughter-in-law of the old man in early summer, the granddaughter-in-law of the third old lady, the pro-daughter who became in March this year, and her maiden name is Tang." ”

"......" Although Zhao Jiao was sad, she couldn't cry or scream for a while, Sister-in-law Song saw it and immediately stepped forward to help, "Madam, don't feel bad!" ”

After speaking, he took out the embroidery and gave Zhao Jiao a look at the corner of his eye.

No need to fake crying now!

What's on this beat? Zhao Jiao's tears are stringed!

At this time, the Tang family had already arrived, and Zhao Jiao was reminded by Sister-in-law Song, and she didn't speak, listening to her howl and ask her granddaughter-in-law to meet the old man Yunyun...

Because of the difference between men and women, women and ladies can only kneel outside the door and worship their ancestors.

Zhao Jiao bowed two meters away from the third old lady, and cried with Tang.

After a while, someone came up and put a long filial piety scarf on her, and only after the governor's persuasion did she stop crying.

She sat on the side, numbly looking at so much red tape, and her head was empty for a moment.

"Bao Er Niang, Bao Er Niang?" The fifth aunt pulled her arm, and Zhao Jiao came to her senses.

"It's Aunt Five! Alas! I saw him last night, he looked good, why did he leave in the morning? Zhao Jiao asked sadly.

The fifth aunt also sighed and said, "Who said it wasn't!" Let's go, it's not appropriate for you to sit here, go to your brother's and sister's room to rest, look at your face, it's really bad! ”

Zhao Jiao also felt dizzy, a faint pain in her temples, and she really didn't rest well, so she got up and followed the fifth aunt, and Sister-in-law Song also followed.

The next day, Zhao Jiao did not go, saying that it was because of the mutual restraint that she could not participate in the funeral and subsequent funerals, funerals and other major events, and crying at other times was not affected.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third day, and the funeral was served.

Zhao Jiao stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the west of the village.

At the front were the top tents of different colors, followed by the drummers, and then, except for the coffin, which was a blinding white, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who, and the long line bent towards the western mountain.

From then on, this kind old man will only exist in the memories of his relatives and be isolated from the world...

Sister-in-law Song saw that Zhao Jiao was in a bad mood, and stepped forward to suggest: "Madam, you haven't had time to go to the hospital for a few days when you come back, why don't you go over now?" There's a lot to change this spring! ”

Zhao Jiao then remembered that the academy had moved, and the original pattern really had to be adjusted, so she nodded and agreed.

The original men's school, after replanning, is indeed very eye-catching.

It's just a small courtyard with two entrances, but it is particularly exquisitely repaired: rockeries, small arch bridges, zigzag corridors, pavilions, lotus ponds, etc., which are indeed unique in grasping the proportions.

"Who set this up?" Zhao Jiao checked inside and outside the hospital and was very satisfied.

This yard leaves you with a feeling of home everywhere, and it is not rigid at all.

Sister-in-law Song replied: "It was Steward Chen who found someone to design it, because you said that the East Courtyard would not move, so you didn't do it together." ”

"This housekeeper Chen still likes to keep a hand when he does things! Tell me, do I regret going to him again? ”

Sister-in-law Song said with a smile: "I really guessed it for you!" Indeed! ”

Walk through the side gate into the yard, the original playground and horse farm.

It's a big garden!

Zhao Jiao felt that if she had seen or lived here, she would not be surprised by its design when she saw the mansion in the capital in the future!

At this time, at the end of August, there are still many lotus flowers in the pond are blooming, and the wind blows, and the blue waves are rippling, which is very refreshing.

Several independent courtyards on the west side are cleverly set up, worthy of the hands of the richest man!

She believes that even in another twenty years, the scenery here will not be left behind, but will only leave the precipitation of the years......