Mu Tianhe lingered on the sickbed for more than half a year before his death, and the Mu family had already prepared in their hearts, except for the initial succession of the lord, although the condolence funeral was complicated, it was not busy.

There are many relatives of officials who come and go to worship in the past few days, and Huaxi knows that his identity is inappropriate, so he does not go to the spirit during the day. As she expected, the people of the Mu family did not invite her over. But she thought that since she had already stayed, even if she was a guest, she had to respect the lord's house. Although the name is not right, it is not good, but you can't always go to worship the spirit, which makes people laugh and don't know the etiquette.

After five days, Huaxi felt that the time was almost up, so she asked Hongliu to send a message to his wife.

Xiao Shi had just sent his eldest brother away, and when he heard the eldest brother reply that the prince of Luoxi had agreed, he was in a much better mood, and immediately took the initiative to send Hongliu into the house to reply.

Hongliu entered the house and saluted, and replied with a few questions about Xiao's daily life in Huaxi before saying: "Back to Madame, the girl said that Madame has many female relatives who come and go from various provinces here, and her identity is inconvenient, and she is afraid of losing her manners in front of outsiders, so she has not come to greet Madame in the past few days." It's just that it's about to be seven, and the girl wants to go to the pillar incense in front of Hou Yeling tonight. ”

Shaw replied, "I was negligent." It's rare that the child has the heart to go tonight if he wants to. After the first seven burials, the house is not so busy, and you take the girl around the garden again. By the way, tell her that after the funeral, her grandmother will correct her name. ”

At the beginning, Hongliu was stunned, and immediately understood, ready to retire and return, but was called by Xiao Shi.

"There's no incense in the house today, how can I smell jasmine? What new sachet did the red willow bring with him? ”

Hongliu hurriedly lifted the hemp coat from her waist and pulled out a purple satin sachet from her waist and handed it to Xiao, "Madame, smell it, but this smells?" ”

Xiao Shi took the sachet and rubbed it in his hand, "Yes, exactly." Not to mention the exquisite embroidery, it is rare that this fragrance is original, when will the red willow be made? ”

"Mrs. Hui, this is not made by Hongliu. It was rewarded by the Huaxi girl, and the incense in it was also made by the Huaxi girl herself. ”

Xiao Shi was a little surprised, nodded and praised, "Oh, it's rare that this kid is ingenious." You go back and tell Huaxi that you will have dinner with me in the evening and then go to worship the spirit. ”

"Yes." Hongliu took the sachet handed back by Xiao and bowed his knees and retreated.

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At night, Huaxi changed into a plain white dress, put on a sackcloth dress, pinned a white velvet flower in her hair, and went to the mourning hall with a basket of ingots and paper money with red willow and cloves.

Before the first seven days, the Mu family's sons and nephews took turns to keep vigil. Tonight is the two brothers of Mu Xiuyuan in the second room and the cultivation generation next to the family, all three of them are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they are also familiar with each other on weekdays, so they line up to keep a vigil.

Mu Xiuyuan and the two brothers knelt on the futon, Mu Xiuyuan obeyed the rules and knelt upright, while the two brothers next to him were a little slack, their waists couldn't stand up, and they half-squinted as if they were asleep.

A burst of jasmine fragrance wafted in, and Mu Xiuyuan saw Hongliu stepping in from outside the door with a basket.

"Third Young Master Qiqi, Madame asked the slave maid to bring the Huaxi girl from Qixia Garden to give the Hou Ye a pillar of incense." Hongliu's voice was very soft, but the mourning hall was too quiet, so the two brothers who had just been napping next to Mu Xiuyuan also woke up.

Qixia Garden? Flower Creek?

Mu Xiuyuan remembered the half of the lotus-colored cloth skirt that his grandfather saw when he lowered his head in front of the bed, and the ethereal voice, was it the girl who came that day?

"Please! They are all brothers, not outsiders. ”

Mu Xiuyuan and the three of them stood up.

Hongliu put down the basket and went out to help Huaxi come in, and Mu Xiuyuan's eyes were also focused on the plain white figure that appeared at the door.

As we approached, the fragrance of oranges spread out, fresh and simple, as if smelling the wisps of fragrance from the leaves of the sun-drenched orange trees on the country roads in the early morning, adding a raw smell to the condensed and dead air.

The feather eyelashes were raised slightly, revealing a pair of brown eyes from under the faint shade, clear and translucent, Mu Xiuyuan lost his mind for a moment, and seemed to see his figure passing by and disappearing in a wave of eyes.

"Say hello to the third young master and the two young masters."

The voice is light and tactful, and it is very good.

A brother from his own family beside Mu Xiuyuan rubbed his eyes and asked with a mutter: "Am I dreaming, dreaming of fairies?" ”

Another whispered: "No, it's not, it's true......"

"Sister, please!" Mu Xiuyuan came back to his senses, and hurriedly returned the salute to cover up his gaffe just now.

Mu Xiuyuan was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his linen clothes did not affect his unconsciously revealing gentle and elegant temperament, and he was a person who people were willing to get close to him.

Huaxi bowed slightly, and then walked to the spirit to offer incense and kneel.

Although it is summer, there are ice cubes in the mourning hall, and occasionally the wind blows in, the white flags fly, and the ever-bright lights flicker and jump, as if crying in the wind, which makes people feel eerie.

Hongliu and Lilac stood aside and shivered, and their footsteps moved towards Mu Xiuyuan and the three of them at the same time.

Mu Xiuyuan noticed it, and his eyes swept over the two of them to look at Huaxi.

Burning incense and incense, kneeling and prostrating, he has a peaceful and quiet air from beginning to end, without a sense of sorrow, as if he will never be disturbed by external forces, and seems to be indifferent to all this. If it were to be replaced by several other sisters, I am afraid that I would not dare to come to the mourning hall at night, I don't know whether to say that she is calm or indifferent?

At this time, Huaxi thought in her heart that it was another matter, the intersection between herself and this blood-related relative was only a moment, and goodbye was also a moment. I came here to bow to Mu Xiangwan for many years; Moreover, in order for the old marquis to let her out of the valley before he died, even if there was any ulterior reason behind it, she still had to thank him for giving her another possible way.

After Huaxi finished the incense, he turned around and saluted Mu Xiuyuan and the others, "The three elder brothers are working hard, take care of your body." Huaxi has been disturbed for a long time, and now it is goodbye. ”

Mu Xiuyuan was quite curious about this beautiful and demure girl in his heart, and wanted to open his mouth to ask a few words, but he knew that the occasion was not right, so he only returned the salute and continued to keep the vigil, but his eyes were still looking out of the door for a long time after Huaxi left.

"Brother Yuan, who was that just now? How come you've never seen it? A chubby young man next to Mu Xiuyuan pushed Mu Xiuyuan's arm and asked in a low voice.

"It's a distant relative of the family." Mu Xiuyuan vaguely guessed a few points that day, but the elders didn't speak, and it was not easy for him to spread the word.

Another handsome-looking teenager came up and said, "Tsk, I see how that appearance has a bit of the taste of Xiyi people?" But that little appearance is really handsome, more beautiful than the Yiren dancer leaning on the Red Mansion. ”

"What nonsense?! How could he insult his sister's reputation in front of his grandfather's spirit? Aren't you afraid of the blame of the grandfather's undead? Mu Xiuyuan was a little angry, and his deliberately suppressed voice unconsciously raised a point.

The handsome young man shrunk his neck, subconsciously glanced at Mu Tian and the corpse, and it happened that Chang Minglan jumped twice, and he was so frightened that he closed his eyes, folded his hands, and muttered a prayer in his mouth.

The fat boy next to him couldn't help but be afraid, although he agreed with what the beautiful young man said, but after making such a fuss just now, the courage to echo the two sentences was scared back, where did he dare to think crankily, quickly straightened his waist and knelt straight.

Mu Xiuyuan suppressed his anger, and said in his heart, his grandfather was angry, and he didn't blame his grandson for being reckless.

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