As soon as Boss Yu heard my words, he knelt down in front of the coffin again, tears flowed down his eyes, and shouted hysterically, "Mother..., the child is here to accompany you!" ”

As he spoke, his face changed, and he stood up suddenly, slamming his head into the coffin like crazy, intending to pay off the deceased's love with death.

As soon as I saw this situation, it was too late to pull him, I moved under my feet, and immediately ran to the front of the coffin, fortunately, I was close to the coffin, Boss Yu's head hit my stomach, and a heart-piercing pain came, and my stomach churned.

At this moment, Ah Da came over, grabbed Boss Yu's collar, lifted him up, and said viciously: "Yu Qingsheng, if you want to die, Lao Tzu will not stop you, but send your aunt up the mountain first, and you can die as much as you like." ”

"Let go of me, I am ashamed of my mother's love, and I have no face to be in this world." Boss Yu is like a woman, desperately grabbing Ah Da's hair.

"Made, what a fuck fuck, when you strangled your aunt, why didn't you think of your aunt's love for you." Ah Da threw Boss Yu to the ground, raised his leg and kicked it down, and scolded: "You brute, if it weren't for the coffin that needed you, Lao Tzu would have to strangle you alive to avenge your aunt." ”

"Don't make trouble, this is the mourning hall, and everything is focused on the dead." I rubbed my aching stomach and yelled at them.

They were yelled at by me, and they fell silent and didn't speak, but Ah Da looked at Boss Yu's eyes, and the murderous aura was very heavy.

I didn't have any grievances between the two of them, so I gave the stammerer a look, which meant that he should hand over the hammer to Boss Yu.

Stammered and walked over, pulled Boss Yu up from the ground, handed him the hammer and the shou nail, and said, "Hold the shou nail in one hand and the hammer in the other, and be sincere." ”

Boss Yu was stunned for a moment, nodded, took the hammer and the shou nail, walked to the front of the coffin, put the shou nail on the position of the main nail, and smashed the hammer with tears in his eyes.

I stared at the Shou nail with both eyes, for fear that the hammer would be crooked, but fortunately, the result made us put down the big stone in our hearts, and the hammer was smashing on the Shou nail, because the force was too strong, and it looked like it was smashed into two or three centimeters.

Seeing all this, we did not rejoice. Some people say that the mother grows up with her son, when he is a child, the mother is an omnipotent immortal, no matter what grievances he receives, there will always be such a person who says to his son: "Don't be afraid, tell me if you have any grievances, I will give you a vent." ”

When I go to school, when I encounter a math problem that I don't know how to do, and I want to tear up the test paper, there will always be a person who pats his son on the shoulder and says, "Don't be angry, I'll chop a branch for you, and you can count the answers and come out." ”

After graduation, work, love, and marriage, there is always such a person who silently blesses his son and works hard for him. And as a son, he only has work in his eyes, and his daughter-in-law forgets such a person in the corner, and even some people leave such a person alone in the nursing home, and the reputation is that he is afraid that such a person will be lonely, but who knows that what such a person wants is not many people, but children and grandchildren to accompany him.

It is said that whoever is careless will be rewarded with Sanchunhui, but the cruel reality is that on a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, it is better to have a son than nothing at this time.

It's a little far, back to the point, after Boss Yu smashed it down with a hammer, he sat on the ground weakly, slapped the coffin with one hand, and kept beating his chest with the other, sobbing and saying, "It's all my fault for being a money obsesser." ”

I ignored him, took the hammer and began to seal the coffin, this time the riveting of the shou nails was very smooth, and soon the seven shou nails were riveted into the coffin.

Then, all of us collectively made a gesture towards the coffin, blew out the immortal lamp under the coffin, and cleaned up the things in the mourning hall, and a new problem appeared in front of us.

According to the custom on our side, the shadow of the deceased needs to be burned after the coffin is sealed, but now that the shadow of the deceased is all sprinkled on the Dharma field, and it has been soaked in rain for a long time, it is impossible to burn it.

If the shadow is not burned, the deceased will blame the descendants, and if it is not done well, the dead will die, and a few of us stood at the door of the mourning hall, looking at the straw in the Dharma field, and fell into a dilemma.

"Brother Jiu, if you don't find more firewood to stand underneath, you should be able to burn the wet straw." Stammering stood aside and proposed.

"Alas!" I sighed and said, "I've thought about this idea, but the problem is that this is the town, although there is firewood, but there are so many in the country, you can see it everywhere." We don't have that much time to find firewood. ”

"Uh, what then?" Stammered for a moment and asked.

I shook my head and looked inside the mourning hall, and suddenly found that the mourning hall was made of trees, with a layer of waterproof glue on the outside, and the trees inside were very dry. I hit the idea on these trees, anyway, this mourning hall is going to be destroyed, it is better to extract some trees now, burn them with the shadow of the deceased, and wait for tomorrow morning to destroy the mourning hall.

Thinking of this, I asked the Eight Immortals and Taoist priests to start the mourning hall, first knocking down the white flowers and cypress branches on the mourning hall, and then pulling out some trees from a part of the mourning hall according to the method of pumping one every three times, building a shelf at the door of the mourning hall, putting the straw on the ground on it, and lighting the fire.

After burning the shadow, a group of us stayed in the mourning hall to chat, some of the eight immortals were sleepy, sitting aside and kowtowing, among which Guo Fatzi was the mainstay, snoring like thunder, almost did not shake the mourning hall.

After a long wait, I finally stayed up until four o'clock in the morning, and I originally planned to get up at five o'clock and carry the coffin out, but considering that some people were playing all night cards in the first month, I was afraid that those people's brains would go home early in the morning, so I advanced the time by an hour.

The grave where the deceased was buried was in Balipu, which was far from the town, and it was obviously impossible to carry it by manpower. So, I contacted a funeral car in the town and asked the person to wait at the exit of the town.

Some people will definitely ask, why not let the car park at the door of the mourning hall, so that it is convenient to pull the coffin.

There is an ancient saying in the countryside that there is a bridge to lift three steps out of the door, which has two meanings, one is to praise people for being rich, good treatment, and their feet are not stained with mud, the second refers to the funeral, and the three steps represent nine zhang in ancient times, that is, the deceased needs to leave the mourning hall nine zhang to carry the bridge, and this bridge refers to the means of transport. (Note: In ancient times, there was a custom of pulling coffins in horse-drawn carriages.) ）

At four o'clock, I woke up the sleepy Eight Immortals, and gave each of them a cigarette to refresh themselves, and the boss sat next to the little boy's corpse with a look of chagrin, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was crying when he saw the situation.

Thinking about it, for a while, the original family of people was still healthy, and the others were either dead and lying in the hospital, so life can't take a wrong step, once it's wrong, it's a lifetime.

I sighed, walked up to Boss Yu, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The funeral is coming soon, whether you send your mother or follow the Eight Immortals to send your son to the funeral, you choose." ”

As I spoke, I stretched out my finger and pointed to an eight immortals next to Liu Weimin.