Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Funeral
"Okay, Uncle Lao bothered. As for the address of the burial, I will find one myself, and you can come with me when the time comes. ”
The boss craned his neck and blushed and shouted into the yard, "Okay." Primary five, primary six, come out, there is a life. ”
Then two young and vigorous young men of about fifteen or sixteen years old came to the shop.
The owner of the coffin shop walked to the east side of the shop and lifted a coffin covered with red flannel. This coffin is dark brown and evenly colored, polished and smooth, and shines in the sun, even a layman can see that this workmanship is exquisite.
When the lid is opened, the inside of the coffin still emits the unique aroma of wood. At the top of the coffin is a large gilt character "Shou".
The boss's eyes staring at the coffin were like a perfect work of art created by himself, and the pride and pride were overflowing.
"Is this it?" Qingxing asked with an ignorant expression.
"Hmm. You see, the craftsmanship of this willow coffin is simply different from those cheap ones. The boss pointed to the coffin in front of him, and then to the ones in the distance.
In fact, at this time, the boss's heart was quite conflicted, both happy and reluctant. This coffin has been placed here for a long time, and others have been discouraged because of the high price. Now I finally have a willing owner, but I can't bear it, it seems that the daughter I raised has finally got married one day.
"Well, let's carry it on our shoulders." It seems that this is indeed a lot more exquisite.
"Okay, why don't you leave right away? Be careful, don't scratch on the road. The boss was afraid of neglecting the guests, and reluctantly stroked the coffin noodles with his hands.
"Hey," the two young men just looked at the willow coffin that they were going to carry at this staggering price, and they couldn't react for a while, and after coming back to their senses, they hurriedly took the guy and carried the coffin, it turned out to be a big guest, no wonder the owner was so nervous.
Yuzhi followed closely behind Qingxing, alas, this stupid boy, I am all dead, why spend this unjust money. No matter how good the coffin is, isn't it still a pair of dry bones inside? It's better to keep the money for your own use, four taels of silver, which is enough for the average person for two or three years. I can't live with my family like this, how can I rest assured.
"Mother~" Qingxing saw Yuzhi's corpse with tears like the Yellow River flooding, and she couldn't cry.
"Mother~~ How can you leave me like this~~ Do you know? Dad doesn't know where to go, and now Xing'er is left alone. Mother, you are so ruthless. ”
Yuzhi cried silently beside her, I don't want to, but life and death are fateful, and my mother has no choice. My poor apricot, what to do in the future.
The two young men wanted to help put the body in the coffin, but Qing Xing rushed over before them and hugged the corpse tightly with both hands, crying and not letting the two young men touch it.
The two young men are used to seeing life and death, and they are no strangers to this kind of scene, at this time they are not good at persuading anything, and it is even more difficult to step forward, so they can only wait silently on the side, waiting for Qingxing to walk through this hurdle by herself.
Yuzhi squatted quietly beside Qingxing, watching her daughter grief-stricken, but she couldn't do anything but accompany her daughter to tears.
In less than half an hour, the boss of the coffin shop brought a team of people over. There are musicians, mourners, and the most amazing thing is that even the monks who are overdue, including those who are already at home carrying coffins, are alive. Boss Liang's work efficiency is really amazing. It also fully shows that we are professional in doing funerals.
A team of people entered the courtyard, and the leading aunt who was in charge of crying and mourning immediately stepped forward as soon as she saw this situation, and immediately took over the work.
"Child, my aunt knows your pain and your feelings, and my aunt is a person who has come over. Auntie also knows that your mother must have loved you very much when she was alive, so let's feel sorry for your mother too. If you keep holding your mother so much now, it will make her miss the auspicious time to enter the earth, and the deceased will become a lonely ghost if she can't enter the earth. When the time comes, it will not be love but unfilial piety. Good boy, let go of your mother and let her go with peace of mind. She won't be at ease when you go like this. "Everyone's hearts suddenly appeared, the aunt gave a fierce medicine, which can be described as both soft and hard.
The aunt was in tears, her voice was mournful, and she was very professional when she heard it.
Although Qingxing was still reluctant to let go, she still listened to her aunt's words. She figured it out, she must be strong, and she will never let her mother under Jiuquan worry in the days to come. In the end, she finally made up her mind to let go, and two young men put her mother's body in the coffin.
Before leaving, Boss Liang specially stuffed a tablet for Qingxing, which he made by asking others about it through the street. Qing Xing bowed gratefully to Boss Liang. Yuzhi also glanced at Boss Liang gratefully, it seems that this Boss Liang is really a good person.
The aunt was afraid of Qingxing's mood swings, so she hurriedly hugged Qingxing into her arms and stroked her back.
The coffin was raised, and a group of people marched towards the cemetery. The leading mourning aunt, a wail for the number, the mourning music played all the way, and the paper money flew all over the sky. Qingxing wore linen and wore filial piety holding the tablet, and tears flowed all the way.
Qingxing led everyone around and around and came to the valley in front of her. Here the green mountains and green waters, surrounded by flowers and green grass, the breeze blows, and you can smell the fragrance of flowers. Everyone was immersed in the beauty and amazed. The road to this place is tortuous, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find that there is a cave here, but a black shadow on a big tree silently watched Qingxing and his party.
"Mother, Qingxing knows that you like flowers and plants, and originally thought that if you get better, our family can often come over to visit the mountains and rivers. Who knew you left so early...... Surrounded by flowers all year round, it is far away from the hustle and bustle, and there are no disturbances from the world. Are you still satisfied with this environment? Qing Xing burst into tears, sat on the ground and hugged the coffin and asked softly.
Satisfied, how can you not be satisfied? As long as it is the mother you choose, you are satisfied. Silly boy, in fact, my mother really wants to tell you that my mother has already thought of a way to stay by your side. It doesn't matter where you are buried, your mother will always be by your side. Yuzhi answered silently by her side, but unfortunately Qingxing couldn't hear it.
The people helped to make the grave bag, pressed the paper money on the top of the grave with turf, and placed the sacrificial things in front of the grave........
Mo Ran was quietly drinking tea by the window in the inn hall, waiting for the arrival of Qingxing.
"Why hasn't that young lady come yet? We're on our way. It's been a long time since I was here. Yun'er looked impatiently at the window.
"Brother Yun'er, that little girl is doing a funeral, she can't be in a hurry, she will come over in a while, wait a minute, it shouldn't be delayed for long."
"Well, Yun'er, the concubine can make up for all the time we have lost, don't worry too much. Actually, to be honest, do you miss that young lady? Mo Ran teased.
"Not really! Hmph, I don't talk to my mother anymore. Yun'er ran away in a bad mood.