After Chang Dong and the others arrived, the uncle was finally put up in the hall.

According to local customs, the uncle's bedding was spread in the hall before his death, and the body was carried on it, and under the heavy money, the mortir had his own mortuary to put on a shroud and clean his face.

After retaining the last trace of dignity of the uncle, Chang Dong, Chang's father, and even the police, the town mayor and the village head, and a large number of other people began to ask Chang Yuanyuan what happened.

Although they also asked before, Chang Yuanyuan's mood had collapsed, and she couldn't ask too many details, only knowing that her father had drunk.

"Yuanyuan, what the hell is going on? You tell your uncle, don't be afraid. Chang's voice was hoarse.

Probably witnessing the scene of Chang's father being busy before and after, Chang Yuanyuan finally opened her mouth.

"Dad drank wine last night...... Chang Yuanyuan said hoarsely.

"And then?"

"Then he went to sleep, and I cooked in the morning, and when I saw that he didn't come out, I went in and looked, and then I saw him lying on the ground......"

She didn't say anything about the fluttering sound that she heard faintly in the middle of the night, maybe because she was afraid, maybe because she was ashamed.

The police have asked this before, and they already know it.

According to the on-site investigation, Chang Yuanyuan did not lie, this is a case of sudden death from drunkenness that seems ridiculous, but is actually not uncommon.

In fact, there are more ridiculous cases than that.

For example, there was a case of sudden death by drunkenness, after the deceased was drunk, his friend carried him to the bed, but because he was so drunk, even his muscles were drunk, he relaxed, lost the protection and support of his bones, and even twisted his neck in the process of lifting.

There are also drunk deceased people, who fell back at the base of their tongues, blocked their trachea, and suffocated to death.

Chang Yuanyuan's father choked to death with his own vomit, which seems rare, but in fact, such cases abound across the country.

"Brother rarely drinks, why did he suddenly drink?" Chang's father asked.

Chang Yuanyuan glanced at Chang Dong and said timidly: "Dad watched Brother Chang's news last night and said that he would be able to live a good life in the future...... He said...... He said that Brother Chang would give our family two million, and would help me pay for my tuition, and would take him to Yanjing to see his waist in a few days, so he asked me to go grocery shopping, and then ...... And then it was drinking. ”

Chang Yuanyuan's words stunned everyone in the lobby.

Countless Changjiazhuang villagers who didn't dare to show it, but in fact, they were crazy in their hearts and poked Chang Dong's backbone, stunned, and subconsciously looked at Chang Dong one by one.

In their eyes, Chang Dong's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he covered his face with some pain.

"Mr. Chang, this is ......," the policeman subconsciously asked.

Chang Dong rubbed his face and said: "Yes, I plan to set up a family fund to take care of all blood relatives on both sides of my parents, and each family will send two million entrepreneurial funds to help in medical education......

"Wow......" Chang Dong took a breath, his eyes slightly red: "But I didn't expect ......"

He couldn't say what was going on.

Chang's father suddenly covered his face, his shoulders shrugged, and he cried silently.

Seeing this, everyone had mixed tastes.

Before, they secretly poked Chang Dong's backbone, but they didn't expect that the truth of the matter was like this.

Two million per family?

If people do this, how can they blame others?

Could it be that a family gives 10 million or 100 million, so it is called help?

Soon, Chang Yuanyuan's words spread out, and suddenly caused a sigh in the yard and outside the yard, and even in Changjiazhuang.

"Hey, Boss Chang doesn't seem to have this blessed life!"

"Yes, it's really life thinner than paper, it's so easy to get out, and it's unexpectedly... Unexpectedly...... Alas! ”

"This is fate! If God wants him to punish him, he won't turn him over. ”

"I have a friend in the village who also had this kind of thing, his son was going to get married the next day, and he was happy to drink with someone, and when he came back, he crashed and died on the side of the road!"

"Drinking is a mistake!"

The villagers of Changjiazhuang are talking!

Many villagers who poked Chang Dong's backbone before suddenly showed embarrassment.

Fortunately, there are many people who talk about it like this, but they are not too embarrassed.

Chang Yuanyuan's family has almost no relatives.

After her father became disabled, her mother ran away, and her mother's relatives naturally didn't need to mention it, and they couldn't even get in touch.

The Chang family is the Chang Dong family.

Therefore, the funeral was done in a hurry, but it was not shabby.

Chang's father and parents left early, leaving only two brothers, although they usually have little contact, but they are brothers after all.

Uncle has been disabled for three or four years, and he owes his father to take care of him, otherwise how can he survive?

For a while, Chang's father was sad in his liver and spleen, and he was sad from his heart, and he could hardly be a director.

Chang Dong didn't understand this folk funeral custom, so he simply entrusted carte blanche to the respected village chief of Changjiazhuang, under the heavy money, coupled with Chang Dong's identity, the village chief worked very hard, or in other words, almost the entire village participated in it.

It's hard to say.

For funerals in rural areas, in addition to my own family, the people with the surname are those two packs of cigarettes.

Chang Dong is not bad for money, the best cigarette to buy, the specifications are the highest, and the banquet is also according to the top match, so it is no wonder that everyone is enthusiastic.

After Uncle Chang Dong was cremated, when he was preparing to go out of the funeral, a big problem stuck on everyone.

That is, no one "throws pots".

This is a clay pot for burning paper in front of the spirit, commonly known as "yin and yang basin" and "mourning basin", and it is also a pot that the deceased brings to the underworld, and only if it is broken, the deceased can take it away.

Generally, the people who break the pot are people who are very close to the deceased, and according to the customs here, only the eldest son and grandson can throw the pot.

It's really not a grandson who can be on top.

In addition, no one else, not even a daughter or granddaughter.

Therefore, there are often families in rural areas who cannot give birth to sons, and they lament that they don't even have a person to break the pot after death, which is what it means.

To put it seriously, this is called "no good death"!

This link seems indifferent to outsiders, but it is extremely important in rural areas.

This is probably one of the reasons for the preference for sons in rural areas.

Uncle Chang Dong has no son, and naturally he has no grandson.

If Chang Yuanyuan gets married and has a son, she can barely be on top, even if she is only one or two years old, she can go through the process.

But Chang Yuanyuan is only thirteen years old.

For a time, this question stumped the village chief.

The village chief who did the funeral could only tell Chang's father about this problem.

Chang's father was silent for a while, and said to Chang Dong: "Dongzi, you can give your uncle a pot." ”

The people around were shocked!

Why can only sons and grandsons do this?

Because it is a "inheritance relationship".

In other words, letting Chang Dong drop the pot, in the eyes of this custom, is equivalent to "passing" Chang Dong to his uncle.

In the future, I will invite the uncle's tablet home, and I will burn paper to worship every New Year.

"What do you say?" Chang's mother Jiang Ruxue subconsciously poked Chang's father.

Although this kind of "adoptive" is a kind of folk custom, it is of great significance in the hearts of the older generation.

In many cases, you can even inherit the network of the deceased!

Because everybody recognizes this custom! Recognize this rule!

Then this rule has power.

"I can't let my eldest brother go alone, can I?" Chang's father looked at his wife.

"We ...... Can we find a half-immortal and think of another way? Jiang Ruxue said.

Chang Dong was silent for a moment and said, "Cheng, I'll fall!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the room could hear the needle falling.

Ordinary people, where are they willing to let their sons be thrown by others, even if they are sisters, many people are unwilling.

What's more, Chang Dong is not an ordinary person.

He is worth tens of billions of Changlong King!

Now it has been rumored among the people of Linjiang that he is the reincarnation of the Dragon King.

It was really the snow before Fang Hongzhi's marriage, coupled with the Dragon King Temple on Luohu Island, all kinds of coincidences made many people willing to spread this kind of divine rumor.

Only this kind of rumor can explain to some people with low cultural literacy why Chang Dong was able to grab such a huge fortune at the age of twenty-four!

Therefore, it is simply ...... to let such a big man throw a pot for outsiders It's an insult to King Changlong!

In addition, look at Chang Boss's funeral, this specification, this style, not to mention Changjiazhuang, carefully count these ten miles and eight towns can not find anyone who can do such a specification.

To be honest, what Chang Dong did had already made the villagers of Changjiazhuang give a thumbs up.

He just doesn't fall into the pot, and no one dares to make irresponsible remarks!

"Dongzi ......"

Jiang Ruxue looked anxious.

"Mom, this is a good thing, this is Ji Yin De, Uncle will bless me." Chang Dong said with relief.

That being said, but everyone's eyes looking at Chang Dong were still full of indescribable color!

On the tenth day of the first month, Uncle Chang Dong went to the funeral.

Changjiazhuang was empty of thousands of people, and countless people were crowded outside Chang Yuanyuan's courtyard, watching the highlight before the funeral.

At this time, the mourning shed outside the courtyard had been dismantled, the coffin was exposed, and it was tied with nylon ropes, and around the horizontal and vertical poles on the left and right, there were 32 barmen.

The profession of barman has disappeared, and it is said that in the past, it was a profession that could knock on the bamboo poles of the royal family.

Now I don't pay attention to these, they are all young and strong people in Zhuangzi, of course, if you want to invite them, you still have to spend a lot of money.

Chang Dong wore filial piety clothes, tied hemp rope around his waist, and after solemnly kowtowing four times, he lifted the clay pot full of paper money and ashes and raised it above his head.

With his action, the onlookers were silent.

Chang Dong gritted his teeth and threw the crockpot down.

Bang!

The crockpot fell into the bluestone and was shattered instantly.

A lot of paper ash boiled and sprinkled Chang Dong's body.

"Good!" There was a cheer from the scene.

Because the clay pot was broken!

"What a beautiful fall!"

"Boss Chang is really blessed, he can be reincarnated as a dragon king after death!"

"Oh, maybe I can take on a half-official position!"

The villagers are talking!

In the midst of the bustle, the village chief also held the cavity, dragged a long tone, and shouted:

"Resurrection—funeral—"

Precisely:

The clay pot fell,

The barman starts the bar,

Officially out of the funeral!