Hearing Mr. Fan say this, I was shocked, how did he know Yin Qi? Could it be that Lao Wang told him? No, Lao Wang is not the kind of gossip mouth, he shouldn't tell him, so how did he know Yin Qi?

I looked at him incredulously and stammered, "You... You... How do you know about Indo-Seven? ”

"What do you think?" He smiled, pointed in the direction of the hall house in Yanma Village, and said: "Paper ties are rarely used in ordinary funerals, you asked Lao Wang to buy so many paper ties in my shop, and invited me over, if you are not mistaken, you should be gathering thirteen people from all kinds of things." ”

Hearing him say this, I nodded, thinking about it, this Mr. Fan is in his sixties, and he is engaged in paper-making, and he can be regarded as eating dead people's food, so he naturally knows more than ordinary people, and it is not surprising to know Yin Qi, but I am making a fuss.

However, another doubt rose up in my heart, and he said, "Seal seven, seven seals, what do you mean by that?" And what do you mean by following the rules earlier?

I told him what I had in mind, and I asked him to say it directly. Where do you know, he stopped and said: "A qualified Eight Immortals does not rely on the guidance of others, but relies on oneself to understand, only when you understand and understand, will you remember it in your heart and remember it for a long time." ”

With that, he returned to the van and closed his eyes.

I called him a few times in a row, but I didn't pay attention to me, but my eyebrows became more and more wrinkled. Seeing his expression, I knew that it would be useless even if I continued to call, so I thanked him and prepared to go back to the village with the cardboard box in my hand.

At this moment, Lao Wang came over and said, "Jiu Yanzi, the paper has moved back to the village, what else do you need to prepare?" ”

I looked at the sky, the sun was already hanging in the middle of the sky, and said: "First find the flower sister-in-law to slaughter a boar, take advantage of the current yang, worship God with pig blood, and prepare for tomorrow's funeral. ”

"What?" Lao Wang didn't seem to understand my words, and asked me in confusion.

I glanced at the old king, how could this old thing not understand what I meant, probably deliberately amusing me, so I asked angrily: "It's a boar that has never been mated." ”

"Good Lat, Good Lat!" The old king laughed and said, "Jiu Yanzi, I didn't expect you to know how to talk about mating, why didn't you think about finding a daughter-in-law and letting your parents hold a fat grandson earlier?" ”

"Old and indecent things, be careful when I go back and tell my aunt." I threatened, and was about to spread my steps towards the Horse Walker Village.

The old king grabbed me and said, "Jiu Yanzi, you tell me something from your heart, what do you do to that Wenxue girl?" Have you ever thought about marrying back? I can tell you, that girl is good, her ass will give birth to her, and she will have enough nai water, and she will save money on milk powder in the future, as long as you marry her back, your parents will be happy! ”

Hearing Lao Wang say this, I especially want to smoke him, Made, last time that Joyce said the same thing, and now this Wen Xue said this again, as if I was afraid that I would not be able to marry a daughter-in-law, I even wondered if he was an undercover agent sent by my parents.

This can't be helped, in our rural areas, many men, seventeen or eighteen beg for wives, twenty-three or fourteen years old is considered to be late marriage, I am nineteen years old this year, according to our customs, it is exactly the age of marrying a daughter-in-law.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the old king said again: "Jiu Yan Zila, I don't joke with you, I'm telling the truth, your parents have told me several times, let me meet the right girl, just tell you a matchmaker, I think the Wenxue girl is good, what's the matter?" Shall I speak for you? ”

"Lao Wang..."I'm a little angry, Made, I'm doing a funeral now, how can I have time to say anything about my daughter-in-law, besides, I already have Cheng Xiaocheng in my heart, and I don't have any feelings for that Wen Xue at all.

So, I said to the old king: "Old Wang, we have done a lot of funerals together, can you be serious?" In the event of an offence against the deceased, who will bear the responsibility? ”

I'm telling the truth, to do this kind of white funeral, the most taboo to mention red happy events, if you don't do it well, you will clash with each other, but I don't know what's going on, that Lao Wang seems to have deliberately mentioned this matter.

When Lao Wang heard me say this, he smiled awkwardly and said, "I also talked to you casually, and I didn't plan to talk to the matchmaker now!" ”

Seeing him say this, I didn't want to say anything more, so I said a few words to him casually, and followed him back to the village.

On the way, the old Wang will mention Wen Xue intentionally or unintentionally, which makes me very annoyed, after he came back from the town, it seems to be a different person, although on weekdays, the old Wang will occasionally care about my marriage, but, it is the first time to be so active now, which makes me really can't understand.

Seeing that I was about to enter the village, I was afraid that Lao Wang would continue to talk about Wen Xue, so I said to him: "Lao Wang, as an eight immortals, during the funeral, please focus on the funeral." ”

He sighed, there was a little loss in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, just let me think about it clearly, saying that it is not easy for the Eight Immortals to marry a daughter-in-law, and it is even more difficult to marry a beautiful daughter-in-law like Wen Xue, so I must not live up to that Wen Xue.

Hearing this, I felt inexplicable, so I had to nod my head and follow him into the village.

After entering the village, the hall was full of people standing on both sides, on the left were the women of the Walking Horse Village, and on the right were the twelve people in the 'Variety', and Na Qin'er was among them. Since Lao Wang kept mentioning Wen Xue to me, I looked for Wen Xue in the crowd, and what puzzled me was that Wen Xue was not among them, where did she go?

When those people saw me and Lao Wang enter the village, they first asked about the funeral, I told them some general information, and then put the cardboard box on the left side of the hall, and asked the senior officials to count what the paper products were, and then distribute them one by one, and record a list with white paper.

After finishing the paper ties, the old Wang found me and said that my sister-in-law had found a boar and asked me if I could kill the pig.

I nodded, and said, "There are butchers in all kinds of things, just let the butcher kill the pigs!" By the way, be sure to drench around the coffin with pig blood. ”

He snorted and said, "I know this, is there anything else that needs to be paid attention to?" For example, let these various people burn some yellow paper for the dead? One can make the deceased familiar with them, and the other can be regarded as etiquette. ”

I thought about it for a while, and what Lao Wang said was not unreasonable, these 'various' thirteen people are very important in Yin Qi, so let them burn some yellow paper for the deceased, so I agreed.

Then I shouted out of the hall and called the twelve people in, as for Mr. Fan, he was a paper-binding craftsman who should have his own way of greeting the deceased, but I didn't need to worry about it.

When the twelve men entered the hall, I gave each of them three pillars of incense and seven pieces of yellow paper, and asked them to stand at the offering table and burn the yellow paper for the deceased.

I thought there should be nothing wrong with this, but I didn't know, but at this moment, an accident happened.

"Chen Baxian, what do you mean? I, Wu, have no relatives with the deceased, so why should I behave towards him? The man who spoke, in his forties, with a full beard and a black mole on the right side of his mouth, was the butcher of all kinds.

I was slightly stunned and said, "It is normal for the living to give the dead, so what's wrong?" ”

"Huh!" He sneered and said: "When the previous group of girls came to invite me, they didn't say anything, they just let me participate in a funeral, and I gave a hundred yuan. ”

As he spoke, he took out a pig-killing knife from his waist, rubbed it brightly, fell to the ground, and continued: "It's easy to let Lao Tzu do it, give another two hundred yuan!" ”

Made, listening to this, I can understand that this Wu butcher is making money, my face sank suddenly, and I said: "Life in the world, do you know the five words of heaven and earth, the deceased is a king, and the king is in front of his relatives, why is it not worth it?" ”

As soon as I said this, the butcher Wu was stunned, touched the flesh mole at the corner of his mouth, and said, "What did you say?" Why can't I understand? ”

Ma De, when he met this Wu butcher, he really met a soldier in a show, and he couldn't explain it clearly, and was about to speak, when Lao Wang came over from the door, pulled me, and said in his ear: "Jiu Yanzi, this Wu butcher is from another village, and he is usually arrogant, give him 200 yuan, and count on him to kill Zhu Lat later!" ”

"No way!" I admit the reason of death, and in the area of interpersonal communication, it is even more wooden, so I said: "The gift of the Duke of Zhou, to be a king, to be benevolent, to be a minister, to be a respectful, to be a son, to stop at filial piety, to be a father, to stop at kindness, for personnel, to stop at etiquette, since to participate in this funeral, should be judged according to etiquette, let him make a few moves, why not burn some yellow paper?" ”

"Jiu Yanzi, you are eating the ancients, and now it is a new society, how can you still promote the gift of Zhou Gong, and besides, you don't recognize the big characters of Wu Butcher, you tell him about Zhou Gong's ceremony, isn't this playing the piano to the cow?" Lao Wang lowered his voice and said.

The butcher of Wu seemed to have very sensitive ears, and suddenly heard Lao Wang's words, and said angrily: "One-eyed dragon, what did you say, who told you that Lao Tzu didn't know how to read?" ”

Saying that, then the butcher Wu rushed over to beat Lao Wang, I was also completely angry, who invited this person over? Isn't this a troublemaker? Just as he was about to get angry, he saw Na Qin'er coming over, blocking in front of Lao Wang, throwing a wink at the butcher, and said, "Brother Ang, the slave family is most afraid of fighting, so you just listen to the words of the Eight Immortals, make a few moves, and burn some yellow paper!" ”

Hearing this, I felt goosebumps all over my body, and sometimes I couldn't figure out why men eat this.

No, as soon as Qin'er's voice fell, the butcher Wu was full of excitement, and immediately put on a smiling face, and said: "My sister's voice is so good, much better than that kid!" ”

As he spoke, the butcher of Wu stretched out his hand and touched Qin'er's hand, and was about to touch it in front of him, but Qin'er shrank his hand and said in a loud voice: "Brother Wu, let's make yellow paper first!" Wait for the little sister to talk to you again, be sincere, otherwise the little sister will not admit it! ”

"Well... Okay..., don't talk about it, even if you kneel, it's no problem! The Wu butcher's face was happy, he didn't say a word, picked up the yellow paper, lit the fragrance, and immediately knelt down, the attitude was sincere, as far as I estimated, the Wu butcher's father died, and he was not so attentive.

Sometimes I have to say that some men leave their worldview, values, and outlook on life behind when facing beauty, and only have beauty, beauty, and beauty in their eyes, but they forget their own obligations, and I don't know whether the society will change those men, or those men will assimilate the society.

As the Wu butcher made a move, the other people also began to make a shake and burn yellow paper.

After they finished burning the yellow paper, I glanced at Qin'er gratefully, she shook her head gently, and said a word, because I was already deaf in my left ear, I couldn't hear very clearly, so I asked Lao Wang. He said, Miss Qin'er asked you not to say thank you, and she also thanked you for giving her this opportunity.

I hummed, and didn't say anything more, so I let the twelve go out to rest first, and let the old king lead the butcher Wu to kill the pigs, and I called the eight immortals of the high guy in, intending to dispose of the corpses of the female beggar and the little girl.

At this time, the little boss who had never spoken spoke and said, "Jiuhan... Chen Baxian, as the funeral master, can I make a request? ”

Listening to his words, I know that there has been a gap between us, this can't be helped, the dream is too real, I have to be a little vigilant, even if the little boss calls me a brother, in the face of mourning, I am always mourning, perhaps, this is the biggest failure in my life.

"What requirements?" I asked.

"My aunt's life is miserable, I want to hold a separate funeral for her, as for money, I will try my best to make up for it, and I will ensure that there will be no one less of you." In just a few days, the little boss seems to have matured a lot, and he no longer has the same boss style as before, and there is a bit of request in his tone.

I thought about it for a while, there is a problem with the time of Shen Jun's death, and he is destined to be a 'ghost' for a hundred days, if he does a funeral within this hundred days, I am afraid that it will be a little difficult to do, and it will even cause trouble again.

"I'm afraid not!" I smiled apologetically at him and said.

"Oh," he replied lightly, his hands clenched into fists, and said, "That... That... Can you open a small stove for your aunt when you have an uncle's funeral, her life is really too hard, don't worry, I will definitely make up enough money for you, please! ”

I was stunned, so I explained to him: "Little boss, it's not a matter of money, you also know that funerals pay attention to a ceremony." The funeral of the husband and wife must be dominated by the male protagonist, otherwise, it is a mess of etiquette, easy to have an accident, not to mention that your uncle's funeral needs to be printed seven, once a small stove is opened, not only those of us who do funerals will be unlucky, even the villagers of Walker Village will be affected, the light is six animals are uneasy, pigs, pigs are not fat, dogs, dogs are not strong, chickens, do not lay eggs, and the worst will cause murder. ”

ps: Many book friends say that the separation is incoherent, this is the word count of two chapters, and in addition, I wish someone a happy birthday, health and happiness.