The weather was drowsy all day, and I don't know if it was rain or snow. Except for the two brothers Du Zhu and Du Zhu who sent the big house to deliver some food, no one from the Du family came to help keep the spirit.

As soon as it was dark, Du Mei asked her three younger sisters to help Xu go back. Xu's spirit was not as good as yesterday, and he cried and cried several times, almost fainting.

Du Mei carefully told her three younger sisters to let her mother sleep. Du Ying is two years younger than Du Mei, but she is also sensible, and she nodded like garlic in agreement.

It was another cold night, and the suona class also withdrew early, went to the mourner's house to eat, and recuperated for the funeral tomorrow morning.

Du Mei wrapped the quilt tightly, looked at the coffin, and added oil to the lantern, this was the last night she accompanied her father.

The brunette didn't know where to get out of it and went straight to Du Mei's arms.

Du Mei took out half of the nest head from her jacket pocket, which was the dinner she had specially left. There were many mourners in the morning, and the black girl stumbled and ran away.

The black girl didn't seem to have much interest in Wowotou, so she only arched Du Mei's hand with her head and fell asleep in her arms.

"Hey, you're still not good, I'm afraid I won't even have to eat this in the future." Du Mei touched the black girl's head.

There was a faint noise in the courtyard of the Du family for half the night, and I didn't know what was going on. Seeing that her mother and sister didn't come to her, Du Mei ignored it and only talked to her father about herself.

Before the sky was clear, the suona was blowing with a whimper. Du Mei cried loudly from her heart, and the three younger sisters behind her also cried. Xu's eyes were as red as a peach, and he couldn't cry anymore. Everyone who came to the funeral saw the sadness of this family, and they couldn't help but turn sideways and wipe away tears.

Du Huaibing invited four experienced barmen in the village to carry the coffin, and Du Zhong was the head of the bar. Dafang's youngest son, Du Zhuan, reluctantly came to the front, and prepared to take the paper-burning clay basin with a disgusted face.

On weekdays, when there is a happy event in the village, the people in the village help each other. came and went, although Du Mei had not experienced it, but he had seen it, looking at the appearance of Du Pian, he was going to come to the pot.

Breaking pots and carrying flags is all done by the heirs of the lost family, why does the Du pile of his big house do it? !

"What are you doing!" Dumere drinks. The tears on her face were not dry.

Du Pian was frightened by her anger. Du Mei didn't close her eyes for two days and two nights, her face was dark and bloodless, and she was really scary like a ghost.

"What? You don't have a son in the second room, your uncle is afraid of people's jokes, so he has to support your mother with a step-dug! Zhou said angrily.

"My father and mother have four sisters and my younger brother, and there is no need for a step-on at all!" Du Mei was furious, his father was still lying here, and there were already people rushing to bully their orphans and widows.

"Huh! Where's your brother? What's in your mother's belly? I don't know if I can be born or not. Zhou looked sarcastic. Xu Shi was hit such a big blow, his health was not good, and he had given birth to four more in the front, which was really unlucky.

"Keep the Du pile, you can use it at home." Du Mei was very angry, walked up quickly, pushed Du stake away, and picked up the tile basin by himself.

"You dead girl, you dare to curse me, see if I don't kill you." Although Zhou's family can't look down on the second room, he thinks that Du Erjin often does work outside, and Xu's embroidery work is outstanding, and there will be more or less spare money. After arguing for half a night last night, she desperately wanted to go to the second room to inherit the sedu.

Zhou was about to pounce, but was quietly pulled by the person next to him. This is still a funeral, the brother-in-law has just died, and the sister-in-law bullies the niece, which is to have a bad reputation. In the future, marrying a daughter-in-law will also be criticized, and Zhou finally endured it.

"Up!" Du Zhong led the barmen to shout in unison.

"Bang dang!" Du Mei smashed the pot to the ground, and the ashes were scattered.

Du Mei walked in front of the funeral procession with a soul-attracting flag, and her thin and thin figure was straight. Her father is gone, and she will be the heir to the second room, the backbone of her mother and younger siblings.

Du Huaibing took Du Mei to the cemetery that he was optimistic about yesterday, and Du Mei cried again when he saw that his father could not enter the ancestral grave. But the matter could not be changed, and it was related to the descendants of the whole clan, so Du Mei did not insist.

Du Shicheng and Wei are elders, and they can't send black-haired people to white-haired people. Xu is pregnant, and she cannot be buried. Before leaving, Xu Shisai gave Du Mei a hanging of money. The three younger sisters are young, and they only know how to follow and cry blindly.

The barmen were all experienced old men, and Du Mei did as they were told, and there was nothing wrong with them.

The coffin was placed in the crypt in all directions, and after a long time, it finally couldn't help it, and it began to rain.

"The rain hits the coffin head, and the princes come out from generation to generation!" Du Zhong, who was filling in the soil, suddenly shouted excitedly.

"The rain drenches new graves, and the mules and horses are flocked; The rain is drenched in the new soil, and the tigers are born from generation to generation! The other barman also sang.

The crowd of funerals was in an uproar, as the saying goes, it is difficult to buy a funeral rain with money. This rain is a heavenly thing, Du Erjin was buried, and even God rewarded Ruiqi. Is this sympathy for the future difficulties of this family's orphans and widows, or is the second room of the Du family really going to be a nobleman?

"How did you get rich? What kind of nonsense is this? It's good, drenched into a soup chicken, it's really unlucky! Zhou dusted off the rain and muttered hatefully.

When the new grave was erected, a monument was erected. The rain also stopped, and even a little shadow of the sun came out and swayed. Except for Zhou, everyone was amazed.