Lao Wu and the others went out first, stood outside and waited for a while, and then saw Pu Wei walking out of the house with a gloomy face, with a strange expression. I can't help but feel strange, why did the person who was fine just now suddenly be like this, could something have happened? Although I think so, it's not good to ask directly, who hasn't ordered anything personal.

But when Hu Dazhu turned around and saw Pu Wei's face, he whispered to Lao Wu: "This buddy's face is so long, how can he look like he just died of his father." Lao Wu hurriedly pushed him away and said to Pu Wei with a smile: "What's wrong with my brother?" Don't you look good? Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

After hearing this, Pu Wei raised his hand and rubbed his face a few times, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's okay, it's just that my head hurts a little, maybe I slept too late last night, it's nothing big, let's go." After speaking, he walked out with his umbrella on his head.

"What's the matter, look at his delicate, who doesn't have a brain pain, my ass is still there" Hu Dafang wanted to say something, but was dragged away by Lao Wu with a raincoat. Xiao Qi also wanted to hurry up, but he found that something was stuck to the soles of his shoes, and he felt heavy when he walked. He thought it was mud, one hand supported the wall, took off his shoes and smashed it against the wall a few times, but he didn't expect to "click" and drop a piece of yellow mud, washed by the rain, only to see that it was a triangular yellow paper, he had not stepped on this kind of thing, where could it come from? Just thinking about it, he suddenly found that there were several clear mud marks on the wall next to him, right in his hand, and it seemed that someone had climbed into the yard behind the wall from here.

Xiao Qi looked around, and suddenly remembered, isn't this the courtyard where Hu Dabao and Lao Wu came in to eat that day? I also saw the ghost-like grandfather and grandson in the yard, which was terrifying. Because he was a little frightened when he thought of this, he quickly took his hand away, but at this moment, there was a creepy friction sound from the courtyard, and he was so frightened that he put on his shoes indiscriminately, raised his legs and was about to run, and then someone in the courtyard actually spoke.

Xiao Qi felt very strange, so he wanted to get closer to hear what was said inside, but Hu Dabao, who had already walked away, found that Xiao Qi didn't follow, so he shouted at him: "Hey! Seven! What are you doing by someone's wall? ”

That is, by Hu Dajiao's shout, the courtyard suddenly quieted down, followed by a grinding sound, this time it seemed to be in a hurry, and the muffled sound of something closing could be faintly heard.

Seeing that Xiao Qi was still stunned and didn't know what to do, Hu Dabao walked over and patted him, and the thief smiled and said, "Look at what!" Are you trying to do something bad? ”

Xiao Qi grinned and said in a low voice, "What are I doing?" Just now, someone in the courtyard was talking, oops, it's seeping! ”

Hu Dawei smiled and said, "You kid can't even hear the jokes? Don't grind, let's go, it doesn't matter if he has anyone to talk to or not, it's none of our business, hey, hurry up. After speaking, he dragged Xiao Qi away just like Lao Wu dragged him away just now.

Pu Wei didn't notice the movement behind him, and he told Lao Wu about the rules of this white thing, so that Lao Wu could understand more, so that he would not add to the chaos when the time came.

The old-style funeral rituals are very cumbersome, and there are various rituals such as "moving the shop", "burning the foot and tail paper", "bathing the corpse in water", "putting clothes into the burial", "keeping the spirit", "sending the funeral", "returning to the soil", "collecting ashes", "doing the tenth year", "doing the right year", and "burning the spirit house". These cumbersome rituals are entrusted to deacons like Pu Wei.

There are also monks or Taoist people who chant sutras and worship to transcend the dead, and if the mother is mourned and the uncle is alive, the uncle and father must be honored as a burial, and then dare to be buried, and if there is no uncle, please ask the elder of the foreign family to replace it. If the family is suspicious of the death of a loved one and does not agree to the immediate funeral, it will cause unnecessary trouble to the bereaved family.

The mourning of parents, in the old days, the son of man had to keep the system for three years, but in fact it was only 27 months. When observing the system, he refused to entertain, resigned and returned to his hometown, was not allowed to marry, was not allowed to participate in banquets, was not allowed to entertain, was not allowed to participate in examinations, and was not allowed to have sex with his wife. During the period of filial piety, you can only wear black, gray, and white clothes. Before the funeral is over, no haircut is allowed. Children die before their parents, and in many places there is a custom of parents holding bamboo branches and whipping coffins.

Although the Zhao family only opened a rice shop, they not only invited deacons and monks who were excessive, but also invited the famous feng shui gentleman in Kaifeng to find an excellent feng shui treasure for the old man of the Zhao family to be buried, which was really a big deal.

In the old days, wealthy families often spared no expense in recruiting wealthy families to seek good fortune, with the aim of making a fortune and prospering their descendants. If you can't ask for a good fortune for a while, you will stop the coffin for burial for a long time, and some will not be buried for more than ten years. Some people build tombs for themselves before they are born, which is called "Shouyu", and some people buy coffins for burial before they are born, which is called "Shouban".

Pu Wei briefly explained the process of folk funeral customs to Lao Wu, but Lao Wu didn't listen to it at all, frowned and said, "Why are there so many ways? If you don't say it so carefully, I really haven't heard of it, so what is that burning foot paper, by the way, what's going on? ”

Pu Wei's mood was not high, because he was uncomfortable about the tablet just now, and he always felt that something was going to happen, but when he heard Lao Wu ask, he told him.

Ordinary people only burn silver paper and treasury money, but if they die in vain and eat fasting, they burn the money of the dead and burn it in a pottery bowl or basin, and hold it until it is buried. Burning small silver paper, treasury money, and deceased money at the feet of the deceased is used as money to buy money when the deceased goes to the underworld to cross mountains and mountains and cross rivers. The silver paper should be burned one by one, not too urgent, and not burned into a boil, the legend is that burning one by one is like the undead walking step by step, too urgent or burning the whole thing, the undead must run wildly, fearing that the undead will work too hard.

While talking and walking, it didn't take much time to see the roof of the three-tile-house in the distance, Pu Wei raised his umbrella and pointed to the façade house in the distance and said: "It's here, that's Zhao's rice shop!" ”

Lao Wu looked in the direction of Pu Wei's finger, but the rice shop was still open for business, it didn't look like an elder in the family had died, at least he didn't even hang a little white, he didn't understand this, could it be that it was still this local custom?

Pu Wei seemed to see Lao Wu's doubts, so he turned to him and said, "I didn't know if you could do it that day, and I didn't tell you anything about it, but in fact, the old man of the Zhao family is not dead." Hu Dabao happened to walk forward with Xiao Qi, and when he heard Pu Wei say this, he quickly glared and said, "What kind of vain thing did he do if he didn't die?" What about playing tricks? ”

Pu Wei walked to the place under the eaves to take shelter from the rain, put away the umbrella, and sat on the steps. He reached out and took out a wooden ruler from his pocket and put it aside, and then took out a pair of white-faced shoes from his clothes, which looked very small, small shoes with thin soles. Brother looks strange, what are you doing here? How do you put on your little shoes?

didn't explain to his brother, he stood up and said with a strange smile: "Let's go, I'll go and measure Old Man Zhao's life first!" ”

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