Luo Xuyan asked, "Slept?" ”

"Well, sleep with a pillow." Wait for the moon to put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Like a pig." ”

Luo Xuyan didn't have the heart to care about him, she discussed it with the Zeng family yesterday, and today she specially sent the officials and officers and soldiers to strictly guard the inside and outside of the courtyard, just in case.

So the man wanted to sneak out, but it wasn't as easy as last time.

"Let's eat." She picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up a chopstick dish, but Zhao Ying's chopsticks also poked into the same plate.

Zhao Ying smiled at her with a little apology and took back the chopsticks first.

Luo Xuyan ate with vegetables with an indifferent face, and didn't say a word until she was full.

After everyone had eaten in a hurry, he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and said, "I don't think you should leave the vegetables for Ah Ba, it's too easy to break if you put it here." When he's about to eat, just let the cook order a bowl of noodles. ”

Luo Xuyan said: "You guys can do it." With that, she walked out.

Zhao Ying followed closely behind, watched the painter walk into a small room next to him, and asked, "Who is the Ah Ba in your mouth?" ”

Luo Xuyan said: "A person in the shop." ”

Zhao Ying said: "Looking at your posture of taking care of him, it doesn't look like a buddy." ”

"......" Luo Xuyan glanced at him and suddenly quickened her pace, "Nothing is a trivial person, Zhao Gongzi doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Zhao Ying looked behind her and stopped asking.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost time, and everyone gathered in the mourning hall, and those who were far away stood under the mourning shed.

Luo Xuyan took the white steward and the men into the mourning hall, and the men arranged the position of the coffin according to the direction calculated by Mr. Feng Shui, and then she spread the colorful silk on the bottom of the coffin, and put the head, foot pillow and seven copper coins.

The white steward brought a small saucer with water in it and handed it to Zeng Xia's wife, Ma.

Ma Shi held a small plate in one hand and a bamboo stick in the other, and carefully followed Luo Xuyan's side.

Luo Xuyan picked up a clean towel and gently wiped Zeng Tingshi's eyes, mouth and nose.

She looked at Zeng's serene face and thought of what was on top of his head.

Somehow, her hands trembled slightly.

After today's burial, although the coffin will not be nailed, at most it will be shown to the officials from the imperial court, and they will take a look at it, and they will not examine it carefully, and others will not open the coffin to see.

Then, the secret of Zeng Shi's death will be buried in the loess on the day of burial with this coffin, and no one will ever know.

She sighed silently, and continued to wipe Zeng Tingshi's ears with a calm face.

But what could she do? I'm afraid it's not going to cause another death.

Luo Xuyan put down the scarf, and then took a small bronze mirror from the white steward's hand, and after taking a picture of Zeng Tingshi, she neatly crushed it on the side of the funeral bed, and nodded to Zeng Xia and the others.

Zeng Xia and the others, as they said before, took their wives, as well as their younger brothers and sisters-in-law, carefully carried Zeng Tingshi into the coffin and placed them carefully.

Coldly, Luo Xuyan felt that someone's gaze fell on her like a thorn.

She felt uncomfortable and squinted at her.

Liu Rong stood behind the daughter of the Zeng family, but she didn't look at her, but it was also possible that at the moment she looked over, Liu Rong turned her gaze away.

The white steward handed over a ribbon that had been lit in the temple, Luo Xuyan took it, and then continued to arrange it, and finally covered the coffin, and everything went smoothly.

Finally, the men brought two new offering tables, placed them on either side of the previous one, covered them with white silk cloth, and placed vases, bronze, and candlesticks.

Everyone in the Zeng family saluted and burned paper in turn, Luo Xuyan came to the next room, washed her hands, and asked the white steward: "I'm going to send three in the evening, and I set up a small offering table in the evening, and the masters in the temple have all picked it up, right?" ”

"It's all here, settled down." White Butler said.

"Butler, go back and rest for a while." Luo Xuyan looked at the bronze mirror, straightened her hair and clothes, and then returned to the door of the mourning hall.

When Zhao Ying came up by herself, she realized that this person hadn't noticed where he had run since the burial ceremony began.

Zhao Ying asked, "Miss Luo, are you tired?" ”

Luo Xuyan said lightly: "I'm not tired." ”

Zhao Ying looked at the daughter of the Zeng family who was sobbing in a low voice, and her eyes moved to the coffin behind the curtain, and her gaze gradually deepened.

At this time, Liu Rong's maid came out of the mourning hall, her eyes rolled, and then she walked quickly to Luo Xuyan, "Our young grandmother told me to go out to do something, do you have any maids here who can serve the young grandmother?" ”

Luo Xuyan said: "There are so many maids in the Zeng family, you are familiar with them, pick a good one?" ”

The maid snorted coldly: "I see that they are all very busy, and you are idle as if you have nothing to do." ”

Luo Xuyan smiled, it seems that she is deliberately looking for fault.

Before she could speak, Zhao Ying said coldly: "Didn't your young grandmother tell you, don't you go wild in the Zeng family?" ”

The maid's shoulders trembled slightly, and she pouted and said, "How can I be wild?" Originally, the people who served here were the business of your coffin shop, otherwise what would you invite to do here? ”

People passing by looked at them, and Luo Xuyan said, "I know." ”

The maid said: "This is like words." With that, she walked briskly down the steps and slipped out.

Luo Xuyan thought about it, called a maid, and asked her to go into the house to take care of the female dependents.

Zhao Ying said: "That little girl is not right-minded, why do you need to talk to her." ”

Luo Xuyan said: "I just want to finish the funeral smoothly and get the money to go home, I don't want to cause trouble, such a waste of effort, will they give me money?" ”

Zhao Ying didn't say anything.

It was getting dark, Luo Xuyan stood for most of the day, her legs and feet were a little sore, she stood behind the pillar, rubbed her legs and feet slightly, and then helped the guys to arrange a small offering table and soft cushions in the courtyard, and invited the masters from the temple to sit under the shed.

When the hour came, the masters began to chant the scriptures, and the descendants of the Zeng family put the paper-tied people and poultry brought from the coffin shop in the center of the courtyard, and set fire to them with the sound of chanting.

The firelight rushed into the sky, and the relatives and friends of the Zeng family closed their eyes and chanted the scriptures with the monks.

After the recitation of the scriptures, the sacrifices were burned, the night was already dark, after this day's toss, the old and young were tired and tired, the family in the city was dispersed, and those who came from other places were guided by the Zeng family to the guest house to rest.

Luo Xuyan breathed a sigh of relief, after finishing the funeral, before the burial, the things to be done every day are much simpler and easier, and there is no need to watch them so closely.

She secretly stretched, returned to the side courtyard, and went to find the painter first.

"Ahba, everything is okay?" She asked, standing in the doorway of the room.

The painter turned to the side and asked her to look inside the house, "This kid is very well-behaved today, he has been staying in the house, sleeping, eating, sleeping, and not running outside." ”

Luo Xuyan looked at the person on the bed, raised her eyebrows, and was a little surprised, "It's so quiet today?" ”