Chapter 192: The Patriarch of the Hua Clan
"Okay, let's go home."
Lan Yi kissed Wen Xuan's little face and stood up, although Wang Linxi was reasonable with the men of the Hua family, his eyes had been paying attention to his sister-in-law, and when he saw her standing up, Wang Linxi also stood up, "It's not early, sister-in-law, let's go back." β
"It's freezing, so you can rest here tonight." Hua Zhanyuan said politely, and looked at his eldest son Hua Changye after speaking.
Hua Changye was silent, from the bottom of his heart, he knew that Lan Yi and Lin Xi would not stay, and he also wanted them to go back. The chaos of the Hua family, they have to solve it themselves.
Seeing that Hua Changye was not angry, the second uncle of the Hua family frowned and turned his head to look at his son Hua Changdong, but saw that his son was staring at the straw mat on the ground in a daze, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all.
Wang Lin was angry and did not respond. Lan Yi didn't have a smile on her face, "Uncle, there are still children and a lot of things at home, I'll come back tomorrow morning." β
Hua Zhanyuan nodded, Lan Yi is just a granddaughter-in-law, and she doesn't have to keep vigil day and night.
The eldest aunt and aunt and others saw that Lan Yi was leaving, and they were anxious, and the eldest aunt frequently gave the third aunt a look, and the third aunt hesitated, but still gritted her teeth and said: "Lin Shan's family, let the child and Lin Xi go back, you stay tonight, our mother will guard your grandmother's spirit, and it will not be in vain that her old man feels sorry for you." β
The third uncle of the Hua family saw that his wife actually made such a request, and then pondered their behavior today, understood, pulled the corners of his mouth to show disappointment and sadness, and saw her husband's appearance, the third uncle also lowered her head and shed tears.
It must be no good thing to be forced to stay like this, she is already unfilial in the eyes of this group of people, why should Lan Yi stay and be angry, and then give them a chance to seize their handle. She handed Wenxuan to Wang Linxi to hold, knelt down and kowtowed to her grandmother, "Grandma, my granddaughter-in-law is not filial, so I will go back first, and I will come to see you tomorrow morning." β
Seeing her demeanor, Aunt Hua jumped up and shouted roughly: "If you don't want to keep the spirit, get out of here immediately, don't be here to pretend to be everyone!" β
Lan Yi stood up, stretched out her hand to sweep away a few straws on her knees, raised her eyes to look at her, and clenched her fists, this shrew should teach her a good lesson and let her behave well.
At this moment, Hua Po helped his father in. The old patriarch of the Hua family naturally heard the words of the aunt of the Hua family, and reprimanded unhappily: "This is the mourning hall, not the entrance of the vegetable market!" What are you yelling for! β
Although the face of the old patriarch Hua was eight points similar to Hua Po, the two long white eyebrows added a sense of power to him, and the aunt of the Hua family saw the patriarch coming in, so she should not say anything anymore, and retracted back to the spiritual bed and knelt honestly.
"Patriarch Hua, my Wangmen Lan clan rules duty, today to the Hua family to mourn, into the door was scolded by my aunt to the end, she spoke badly, insulted me to kill my grandmother, I am not allowed to prepare clothes for my grandmother, I am not allowed to kowtow to my grandmother, I am not allowed to go home to take care of my young son, the Hua family is really a good style, good rules! The Lan clan has gained insight today! Lan Yi was unceremonious and bluntly sarcastic.
Aunt Hua glared angrily, "You, you're smallβ"
"Shut up!" The Hua patriarch swept over the aunt of the Hua family with cold eyes, and turned to look at Hua Zhanyuan, "Zhanyuan, you are the eldest son of the branch family, and you are the main mourner today, how can they make such a fuss!" Erni, you are a foreign daughter, do your duty to keep the spirits of your younger brothers and sisters honestly, and it is not your turn to speak here. β
After speaking, the flower patriarch coughed a few times, nodded at Lan Yi, and then walked into the house tremblingly.
The main mourner Hua Po and Hua Zhanyuan, who looked ashamed, helped the old patriarch Hua to sit on the east side of the sacrifice table, and Hua Po said politely: "Lin Shan's family, Lin Xi, it's not early, you should go back early." β
Wang Linxi was also not polite, "Old patriarch, we are not unruly people, and now my grandmother's funeral is important." When she is like the earth, let's talk about it again! β
The flower patriarch's face was slightly gloomy, and he nodded lightly, "Go, follow the road carefully, Chang Ye, you go and send it." β
"Yes." Hua Changye bowed and reached out to hug Wen Xuan, Wen Xuan twisted his body and threw himself into the arms of his second uncle, giving him the back of his head.
Wang Linxi hugged the child sideways and respectfully asked Lan Yi to leave the mourning hall first.
Hua Changye stretched out his hand to help Lan Yi get into the ox cart, Lan Yi dodged sideways, jumped into the ox cart neatly, and hugged Wen Xuan in his arms.
Hua Changye was ashamed, and said dryly: "Brother and sister, don't take today's matter to heart. Aunt she, she, she was also confused for a while, and my cousin can't compensate you here. β
Lan Yi wrapped Wen Xuan's cloak around and said lightly: "There are many people in the courtyard, so my cousin doesn't have to send it, second brother, let's go." β
Hua Changye quietly followed the ox cart, accompanied them out of Huajia Village, and watched the three of them turn around the col without even turning their heads and disappear.
The flower stream flows slowly from the mountains, and the dry grass broken by the wind by the stream is swept away by the wind, which is desolate. Hua Changye stared blankly at the pebbles that had been exposed after the water receded, and a deep and determined look flashed on his haggard and emaciated cheeks.
It seems that it's time to make a decision, and if it goes on like this, the family still doesn't know how many things will have to be tossed.
Although after the social turmoil after the Sui and Tang dynasties, the once prominent clan suffered a blow of destruction, but after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Shizong Chai Rong realized the importance of the family qualification organization to stabilize the place, so he made several wills to rebuild a new family system, collect clans, and cultivate customs.
On the basis of bloodline, the clan selects people with excellent social status, economic strength, and management ability as the patriarch. The patriarch is the supreme leader of the clan, presides over the clan sacrifices, manages the clan property, implements rewards and punishments for the people in the clan, and coordinates the relationship within the clan; Externally, he assisted the government in managing the members of his own clan, urging the payment of money and grain, and handling the relationship with the neighboring clans in the township. In a village like Huajia Village, which is composed of people with the surname Hua, the patriarch also serves as Lizheng, and his importance and status among the clansmen and villagers are self-evident.
Hua Zhanyuan respectfully toasted tea and stood respectfully on the side.
The flower patriarch holds the cup in his right hand, flips the lid with his left hand, and gently blows the tea leaves in the cup. The long white eyebrows moved with the rising heat, and his old and withered face became more and more difficult to understand. He drank the tea slowly, so that the hearts of everyone in the room followed his swallowing movements.
"What are the rules of my Hua family, Zhanyuan, you miss it."
"Yes," Hua Zhanyuan raised his head slightly, "morality and industry persuade each other, mistakes are in order, etiquette and customs are intersecting, and hardships are sympathetic." β
"Smack!" The flower patriarch placed the teacup on the sacrificial table heavily, and everyone's bodies shrank with him.
"It's good for you to remember, just after your brother and sister passed away, you tossed out these smoky things and lost the face of the Hua family. Erni is a married daughter, and I can't restrain her; Zhanyuan, since you are the eldest son in a house, if you can't restrain your younger siblings and nephews, I will ask for a monk! The flower patriarch stood upside down with triangular eyes, "Don't think that my old eyes are dizzy and can't understand what you're doing, if you don't have any skills, don't toss around, it's plain to make people laugh!" βR1152