At five o'clock in the morning, the fog between the heavens and the earth was still heavy, and the fog seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, thicker than in the early morning, and the fields became shadowy, and it was impossible to see clearly.

The door of Du's courtyard is wide open, the doors and windows of the kitchen are all open, and the three small ones work together to pick up a blank space in the kitchen. Du Mei picked a bowl of rice for each dish and brought it to the table. Finding a clay pot, the four sisters knelt down in a row, burning paper money and praying softly.

Du Mei only picked up good things and told her father that they had a younger brother and her mother was in good health. And assured her father that she would take care of her mother and younger siblings.

Du Shicheng's heart is on fire, and the people have recovered. But Wei was frightened by his emergency, and only pressed him to the bed, saying that he would not let him go to the kitchen, for fear of making him sad.

Xu is still in confinement, so it is not appropriate to rush, so he can't go to the kitchen. She had to read it silently in her own room and cried again.

Juniper was well-behaved, and he didn't sleep, just lying in the quilt and staring at Xu with black black eyes. Xu's milk ~ water is better than that of several children before birth, and Juniper's wrinkled skin has been fed and stretched out, holding it in his hand, with a heavy weight.

The third room was silent, the Sanjin couple came out of the in-laws' house and went back to their own house, Du Jie and Du Zao, the shadows did not appear, and breakfast was not eaten in the public middle school.

Not to mention the big house, it got into trouble in the morning, and it was safe at this time. Zhou pretended to pray in the house for his own peace of mind.

The three stacks of paper money burned out, and the four sisters kowtowed one by one.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from outside the door, circled around the four sisters, gently lifted their drooping hair, hair flying, and the four sisters only felt warm on their faces, like a spring breeze. After a moment of remembrance, the wind picked up the ashes in the clay basin, scattered, flickered around, and disappeared through the door.

"Eldest sister, I think my father is back!" Du Gui held Du Mei's hand and laughed and wept.

The wind was really like the gentle caress that their father gave them on weekdays, and Du Mei was also obsessed with it for a while. She was called by Du Gui before she suddenly came back to her senses. Although Du Ying and Du Tao were older than Du Gui, they had already red eyes and looked at her stupidly.

"Daddy will always watch over us from heaven and bless us." Du Mei grabbed three small hugs, and she guarded her sisters with her small chests.

couldn't help crying, the four sisters wiped their faces, tacitly not wanting to be seen by their mother.

"Can you four sisters see your father?" As soon as Xu saw them coming, he asked anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Du Mei asked. The three little ones didn't dare to say it, for fear of provoking their mother's tears.

"Your dad must have been here just now." Xu swore solemnly.

Seeing that her four daughters were silent, she was anxious: "Really, there was a warm breeze just now, and I smell the smell of tobacco leaves on your father's body." Moreover, Juniper suddenly giggled just now! ”

It is said that small babies can see but cannot be seen by adults. The Xu family was probably thinking too much, and was sad and sad, preferring to believe that Erjin would really come back to see their orphans and widows.

"Mother, we're fine, Dad will rest assured." Du Mei didn't know how to comfort her mother, who had lost her husband, so she had to hold her. The three little ones also obediently hugged up.

"Hmm." Xu Shi snorted, she was a mother and worried about the children, it was really useless.

She stretched out her arms and put her arms around them, leaning against each of their heads: "Mother is fine, when my mother is out of confinement, I will take on more embroidery work, and your grandmother will not be so difficult for you." ”

Du Mei was busy all morning, and after thinking about it at this time, she felt that it was really strange for Grandpa to suddenly vomit blood. When they left the big room, Grandpa was still sitting upright. Why do you vomit blood after a cup of tea?

She only kept this matter in her heart, and didn't want to block her mother, so she didn't say anything about it.

The four sisters got tired of being around their mother for a while, and then went back to the kitchen to clean up.

Erjin's funeral happened to be in the lunar month, which coincided with the Chinese New Year. In a hurry, many things were simplified. Today is the first seven, but I am going to put many things together. So today, Du Shicheng invited Du Huaibing to come to his house for dinner, and also invited an old boy who helped write the white list at the funeral, Du Feihao.

Du Feihao is over 50 years old, and he has been taking the exam for more than 20 years, and his family is full of books, but he doesn't know whether he is unlucky, or he has no chance to be Bole.

His family was originally a wealthy family, and the family's property and land were also ranked first in Dujiagou, but this house was not prosperous, and the three generations were passed down to Du Feihao's generation. He is a donkey, and he swears not to marry a wife. This was originally a bastard saying that the sour literati were arrogant, but I didn't expect him to drill the tip of the horns.

His parents also persuaded him with kind words and asked him to start a family first and then start a business, but he couldn't listen to it. When he gets older, his parents can't do it, and they are afraid that his heirs will be hopeless, and they even beg him to marry and have a boy and a girl. But the matchmaker changed several times, and she didn't say that she was a parent, and she didn't get high or low, so she wasted her time in vain.

Soon, the two old men passed away one after another, and he was not a good manager of management, and he didn't care about tomorrow today, and only read the books of sages. There is no one in the family to discuss, and I don't know how much the family property and fields have been deceived by close relatives and distant relatives.

It wasn't until he was forty years old that he suddenly woke up and tightened his money bag. At this time, he only had 3 acres of paddy fields and an old mansion left. He doesn't know how to farm, but only helps the village do things on weekdays. He is rigorous and meticulous, his abacus is particularly good, and the big guys ask him to help him for happy events, and he lives a free life.

He completely lost confidence in the imperial examination, but he became obsessed with another thing. He woke up one morning with a dream to write a book of wonders. It took seven or eight years to write, and there was a room full of manuscripts.

People who read his books say that his brain is broken, how can a person fly in the belly of a big iron bird? How can a woman go out without wearing a long skirt and showing her arms and legs? How can two people who are thousands of miles away hear each other's voices? What other pen can write without ink, and a lamp that lights up without adding oil? No one believed the bizarre story he wrote a thousand years later, just as a joke, and everyone knew it.

He was not annoyed, but hung a big plaque on the old house left by his father, inscribed three big characters: Waste Manuscript Zhai. The people in the village shouted smoothly, and from then on, Du Feihao became Du Feihao's scrap manuscript.

When it was time for dinner, Du Huaibing and Du Feihao came, and Du Shicheng felt that his family ugliness could not be publicized, so he struggled to get up to entertain. Du Huaibing saw that his face was not good, and he only thought that he was still angry about yesterday's incident, so he couldn't help but explain it again.

Du Mei slightly warmed the dish, served the same thing, Wei cut a small piece of bacon and took it to the kitchen, Du Mei made bacon Chinese cabbage, and added fried shredded snow fern meat, making up eight dishes and one soup.

Du Shicheng made another pot of soju and called out Sanjin to accompany him to dinner. Dajin was injured, and he didn't have the face to come out to accompany the guests. The three boys of the big house, regardless of their generation, are not allowed to be on the stage, so Du Shicheng did not shout.

On the table of the eight immortals in the hall, four people eat a table of dishes, which is already extremely rich. Du Huaibing is an elder, and the three of them take turns to toast. The father and son of the Du family saluted Fei manuscript again, and Du Shicheng said a basket of words of thanks. Fei manuscript still has the stupidity of a literati, and he also fell in love with the three golds, and when it comes to the two golds, he can't help but sigh.

Du Shicheng was not in good spirits, but after two or three drinks, he was drunk. Wei had been guarding outside the hall, and when he saw this, he was busy making tea, and Du Shicheng was accompanied by tea instead of wine.

The rest of the Du family are eating in the kitchen, and on the table is a large pot of green vegetables and tofu, a large dish of snow mushrooms, and too little shredded meat, all of which are close to the table in the hall, but they are stained with the smell of meat, and the taste is better than stir-frying, and there is also a pot of cabbage soup, which is also covered with oil flowers, and it smells fragrant. In addition, it is a dish that is used to commemorate the two golds and is put in a bowl.

Xie Shi came with Du Jie and Du Zao, Zhou and Du Zhu also came, Dajin and Du Zhu were lying down, waiting for the food to be delivered. Zhou couldn't wait to load two bowls of rice, and put all kinds of dishes on the top, she carried the high pile of food in each hand, and two pairs of chopsticks in her arm, and hurriedly sent them to the room.

When Zhou came back, there were no more vegetables in the bowl, no more tofu, and no shredded meat in the snow mushroom. She wanted to be furious, but when she thought that today was a special day, she didn't dare to talk more, just grilled rice. Today is pure japonica rice, fragrant and soft, you can eat two bowls empty without vegetables.

Du Mei gave Xu Shi a bowl of crucian carp tofu soup today, picked up some thunder mushroom eggs, and sent Du Ying to send them early. I don't compete with these evil ghosts for food, and I am naughty.

Fei manuscript all year round, it is rare to eat such a good banquet, the table full of dishes is not rare, or the color and taste are very different from other people's, he sincerely admired. As he spoke, he turned to the food in the book he wrote, and Sanjin was curious, and said that he would have to come to the door to see it when he was free during the New Year. Fei Manuscript was very happy, and he couldn't wait to go immediately after pulling three golds.

Their younger generation chatted speculatively, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and was very happy. Du Shicheng turned his head and bit his ear with Du Huaibing: "Uncle, after the New Year, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, you can come to my house." ”

"What's the matter?" Du Huaibing asked suspiciously. Villagers generally have to spend the fifteenth hour of the first month before they really finish the New Year. At the end of the year, there is nothing particularly important, and I will not bother others in the first month.

"It's nothing, please go then." Du Shicheng fills the pot with tobacco.

"You don't have to mind, in a few days, the excitement will pass." Du Huaibing also thought that Du Shicheng couldn't wipe his face and couldn't stand the fingers of the villagers.

"Hmm." Du Shicheng lit the cigarette with a fire fold, and when his mouth was pursed, the smoke came out of his mouth.

"Uncle, can you take a bite?" Du Shicheng let the cigarette stick.

"I'm not good at this, I'm too rushed. I advise you to smoke less, it's not good for your health. Du Huaibing took a look at Du Shicheng, this is just a day's situation, how can people be like peeling flesh and bones, and their backs are a little rickety.

The wine was hot, Du Mei came to eat again, and Fei Fei knew that it was the girl in front of him who made the dish, so he couldn't help but look at her twice. is still a child, thin and thin, only those apricot eyes, crystal clear, like a starry sky shining in the dark night.

After eating, tea was served, and it was completely the highest standard of hospitality. In the years of food scarcity, being able to get a table of decent wine and food to treat to dinner is the best thank you to others.

Erjin's funeral is over here.

The Du family is going to be busy in the next year.