My name is Luo Ping, my hometown is in Humen Village, Dawang Township, the village is not too remote, but it retains many traditional old rules, especially the funeral, which is still buried.

Yesterday morning, my grandfather went to Grandma Mao's house as usual and found her suddenly dead in bed.

The village committee said that Grandma Mao was Kefu first, then Kezi, and now it was her turn to die suddenly, which was really unlucky, and they hoped that my grandfather would come forward and bury Grandma Mao according to the traditional rules.

My grandfather can read physiognomy, knows a little feng shui, and knows some traditional Chinese medicine remedies, so everyone in the village calls him Duangong, which is similar to Mr. Yin and Yang outside.

Grandpa disagreed at first, he said that he and Grandma Mao were not related, and they were not suitable for funerals, and he felt that the village committee should come forward, and he would be responsible for doing things.

But Village Chief Zhou said that Grandma Mao had the best relationship with my grandfather when she was alive, and now Grandma Mao's bones are not cold, but my grandfather refuses to even handle the funeral, which is too cold Grandma Mao's heart.

Grandpa thought about it, and finally agreed, and decided to handle the funeral according to the traditional rules, firstly, to let Grandma Mao enter the soil for peace, and secondly, to hope that Humen Village can prosper from now on.

Grandpa asked me to put on linen and filial piety for Grandma Mao in the name of my grandson, kneel in front of the mourning hall and cry, and let me cry really hard.

I don't know what grandpa thinks, he himself is very close to Grandma Mao, but since I was a child, I was not allowed to get close to Grandma Mao's old house, and I was not even allowed to talk to Grandma Mao, he always said that Grandma Mao was ominous, and the feng shui of the old house was not good.

Now that Grandma Mao is dead, my grandfather actually asked me to wear linen and filial piety, and I am naturally a hundred unhappy in my heart, but fortunately, Fa Xiaozhang Xiaoshui is willing to accompany me, and also in the name of my grandson, I will wear linen and filial piety to Grandma Mao.

Zhang Xiaoshui is a naturally bold person, he has been acting since he was a child, tears come when he says it, and the one who cries is called a sadness, under his infection, I finally squeezed out a few tears.

According to the tradition of our village, as long as someone dies, there must be a happy funeral, especially for a sudden death like Grandma Mao, the more lively the better, in order to sweep away the bad luck.

Grandpa set up a big stage in front of Grandma Mao's old house, and found people who played suona, sang hi songs, sang Hebei Bangzi, and a few tricks, these people took turns to play, and the atmosphere was very lively, especially when the villagers in the surrounding villages heard that we were here to do a funeral, they all ran over to see the excitement, making the stage and the stage full of people.

Grandma Mao's funeral shed is set up in the courtyard, and there are statues and spiritual seats in the right place, enshrined grains, wowotou, fruits, white cakes, rice wine, cigarettes, and two ever-bright lamps are burning on the left and right.

Grandpa asked me to stand next to the spiritual seat, light three sticks of incense into the incense burner, I must keep an eye on it at all times, as long as the incense is extinguished, immediately go up on the three sticks of incense, and he also asked Zhang Xiaoshui to kneel in front of the mourning hall to burn yellow paper, whenever someone comes to see Grandma Mao, let him send a stack of yellow paper, let the visiting villagers burn together.

These trivial things lasted until nine o'clock at night, and the villagers who joined in the excitement all dispersed in a hurry, and even the village chief Zhou used the excuse that his daughter-in-law had a stomachache, so she slipped away early, leaving only me and Zhang Xiaoshui and my grandfather to keep vigil.

The vigil was very boring, and there were not even enough people at a table to play cards, so Zhang Xiaoshui and I could only play pesticides on the Internet on our mobile phones.

At this moment, Grandpa suddenly shouted, he said that there was something that he forgot to burn for Grandma Mao, and he had to go back to get it, and asked the two of us to be careful, not to let stray cats and dogs run around in Grandma Mao's mourning hall, so as not to damage Grandma Mao's remains.

After Grandpa walked away, Zhang Xiaoshui suddenly looked at me with a wicked smile and said, "Luo Ping, it is said outside that your grandfather and Grandma Mao have a leg, I didn't believe it before, but now I see him doing so hard, it seems that there is really such a thing." ”

"I'm bah, Brother Xiaoshui, can your dog spit out ivory from his mouth, my grandfather and Grandma Mao are both old, how can they be as unbearable as they say, they just talk."

"Luo Ping, that's not what I said, why can't Grandma Mao talk to others, but she chats happily with your grandfather, is there something greasy in this, I'm afraid only your grandfather knows it in his heart."

Zhang Xiaoshui said while looking at me with a smile, I just wanted to fight back against him, but I heard a very strange voice.

Woo, woo, woo.

The voice was very thin, a bit like the sound of a baby crying, I hurriedly asked Zhang Xiaoshui if he heard it, and he immediately became vigilant and said that it was the sound of a cat meowing.

I kept glancing around, and soon I saw a black cat standing on the top of the door, with a pair of green eyes staring at us.

I asked Zhang Xiaoshui whose cat it was, and he said that he had never seen it, and there were not many cats in our village, and black cats had never seen them.

Grandpa explained that cats and dogs should not be allowed to run around in the mourning hall, so I discussed with Zhang Xiaoshui to prepare to scare the black cat away.

I picked up a few broken stones from the ground, Zhang Xiaoshui took a broom from the side, and after shouting one, two, three, I threw all the stones in my hand at the black cat.

"Meow, meow!"

The black cat let out a strange cry, jumped down from the door with great skill, and quickly ran towards us.

Zhang Xiaoshui shouted, raised the broom and swept towards the black cat, who knew that the black cat was too flexible, and actually drilled under his crotch, and then quickly jumped on Grandma Mao's coffin, and picked up the white cake on the countertop.

Zhang Xiaoshui chased after him with a sweep, and I was also shouting and cheering on the side, and the black cat scurried around in a panic, and was finally driven out of the gate by us.

After driving away the black cat, Zhang Xiaoshui dropped the broom, praised his magic skills vigorously, and said that the black cat was a fart.

Just now, the black cat passed by Grandma Mao, and I don't know if it damaged her remains, so I didn't have the courage to let him go to see Grandma Mao.

Zhang Xiaoshui sighed, swaggered over, glanced into the coffin, and responded: "It's okay, Grandma Mao is fine, there is no problem at all, she is lying very peacefully, I don't believe you can come and see it yourself." ”

Hearing Zhang Xiaoshui say this, my courage was obviously fattened, and I slowly walked towards the coffin, and glanced at Grandma Mao in the coffin.

Grandma Mao lay motionless inside, her expression was very serene, but her eyes were wide, staring at me so badly, my scalp was numb for a while, my back was constantly bubbling cold, and goosebumps all over my body rose.

"Little Brother Shui, Grandma Mao, open, open your eyes."

Zhang Xiaoshui sighed, looked down, and said, ", I really opened my eyes, I saw that her eyes were still closed just now, don't be afraid, I'll close it." ”

Zhang Xiaoshui's guts are fat, if this is on me, I will never go to Grandma Mao's eyes.

"Damn, what's the situation, why can't it be closed."

Zhang Xiaoshui tried more than ten times in a row, but he still couldn't close Grandma Mao's eyes, and I didn't dare to take a breath when I saw the atmosphere, for fear that Grandma Mao would suddenly sit up from the coffin.

However, whatever you are afraid of, this thought came to my mind, Grandma Mao really sat up straight, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, not to mention how penetrating it was.

I was so frightened that I took two steps back and bumped into someone.

"I've only been gone for a while, you two will make trouble for me!"

This is my grandfather's voice, it was really time for him to come back, only to see my grandfather walking beside Grandma Mao with an arrow, poked her eyebrows with a finger and said: "People take the yang road, ghosts take the yin road, Ah Hui, if you have grievances, I will give you justice, don't look for trouble with these two descendants, you can go with peace of mind." ”

After Grandpa finished speaking, Grandma Mao's body fell.

Zhang Xiaoshui and I slowly leaned over, and Grandpa closed gently, and Grandma Mao's eyes closed.

Grandpa asked me what happened just now, and I said that a black cat came to the mourning hall and was driven away by me and Zhang Xiaoshui.

Grandpa frowned slightly, he said that he knew, and asked me and Zhang Xiaoshui to go to the house to rest, and give Grandma Mao's funeral early tomorrow morning.

I am indeed quite sleepy, and there is nothing to be afraid of with my grandfather, but before I go to bed, I always remember what my grandfather said, and he seems to say that Grandma Mao has grievances.

Didn't Grandma Mao die suddenly?