Chapter 37: Filial piety moves the sky, and the blue sky weeps
A carriage carrying the body of Mrs. Fan slowly moved on the way to Fan's house.
Only halfway through, there was a strong wind, and torrential rain poured down from the sky. is like Fan Ren's sad tears at this time......
When they arrived at the main hall of Fan's house, Fan Renshi instructed the four strong laborers in the family to slowly lift Mrs. Fan off the carriage.
Put Mrs. Fan on the lying bed, and then invite the mage to dress.
When the clothes were finished and the sacrifices were arranged, the sound of drums was heard, and the sound was sad and heartbreaking. Fan Ren's search for prestige, shocked for some reason, this drum band is the drum band in front of the house in a dream in prison, the most striking is the pig-waisted face man with his hands on the sleeves...... Anyone can forget, but this typical pig-waist face is too impressive. She hung there and said to herself: It can't be so weird, right?
Normally, she would go up and ask, but at this special moment today, she couldn't help but ask.
She wore her hair and linen with filial piety, and the tears on her face never stopped for a moment......
That little waist can be wrapped around with both hands. It's really like a weak willow, and it may break off when the wind is stronger.
At this time, who can help her? No one could help her.
Qingluan walked up to her from time to time and asked something, she very much wished that she could help her young lady more.
Old Madam Fan's envoy maid magpie knelt in front of the spiritual table at this time, with dull eyes and tears on her face, burning the dark paper, and her happy eyes also became sad.
At this time, it is the beginning of cool autumn, and the fallen leaves are falling from the trees in a swirling way, which makes people feel solemn and sad.
Fan Ren didn't dare to be careless, she asked the male family to go to the ice warehouse behind her.
The moment the freezer was opened, the coolness hit the face, making people's hairs stand on end......
First, a bamboo ice-dragging tool called a bamboo climbing plough was taken out from a pile of objects.
This bamboo climbing plough is made of bamboo, and there are many bamboo boards, which are connected and fixed with iron wires. It is two meters long and eighty centimeters wide.
Everyone who came in was quietly doing their own thing.
First, put the ice cubes on the bamboo climbing plough and stack them evenly. A bamboo climbing plough can pull twenty pieces.
The caravan of nearly fifty people pulled enough ice at one time.
Whoever pulls the ice cube will put it on the inside of Mrs. Fan's coffin, and the others that can't be put in will be placed next to the outside of the coffin. This ice barrier made of ice prevented Mrs. Fan's body from decomposing for a few days when the coffin was rested.
Fan Ren carefully commanded a group of people to place it, and finally went into battle in person as if he was not at ease, carrying it with his bare hands. Until all the ice cubes are placed.
After placing it, Fan Ren's hands were as if the hands were not his own, Qingluan dared to step forward and hold Fan Ren's hands in his hands, and then felt that it was not a problem, but fortunately he stuffed Fan Ren's hands into his chest. Fan Renshi refused at first, and Qingluan said in a low voice: "Miss, if you don't cover your hands thoroughly, your hands will freeze out, and you can't encounter a little cold in the future, and the older your fingers get, the more crooked they are."
Hearing Qingluan's warning, Fan Renshi was also scared, so he obediently stretched out his two hands in Qingluan's chest placket......
In normal times, seven days pass in the blink of an eye, but the white things of the Fan family are like seventy days. Sad and long......
On the morning of the seven days, the rain was pouring down, the wind was howling, and the sky was dark and dark.
The mourning music of the Fan family made people sad.
At this time, Fan Ren Ren saw the face of her mother-in-law, although she was as peaceful as she was before her death, but her eyes and mouth were not closed, she walked to her mother-in-law, stroked her mother-in-law's eyelids with her hand, and cried: "Mother, you can rest assured!" Daughter-in-law, I will handle everything in the Fan family and will not lose the face of the Fan family! When Fan Ren finished crying, something magical happened, and Mrs. Fan's open eyelids and open mouth were all closed at once.
Fan Ren thought that his teary eyes were misleading, and then rubbed his eyes and looked closely, and his mother-in-law's eyelids and mouth were really closed. She cried even harder, for such a miracle showed that her mother-in-law's soul was helping her. She cried so much that she wanted to faint several times, but was supported by Qingluan.
The funeral procession slowly moved forward with the mournful drum band, and the rain continued to fall all the time......
When they arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Fan family, seven or eight men had already finished digging the tomb.
Mrs. Fan's tomb is next to the tomb of her husband Fan Bingru. The difference is that what most people hear about is that the husband and wife are buried together, thinking that it is to connect the grave of the deceased in two. Not really.
I saw that the master put five feet of red cloth and two pairs of red chopsticks, the chopsticks were tied head and tail, wrapped in red cloth, and placed in the coffin of Mrs. Fan and the coffin of her husband. This is the bridge was completed, the two met in the underworld, and the joint burial was completed.
The last item is to bury the head soil.
Watching a spade and a spade of soil fill the tomb, Fan Ren cried tears......
She cried that her mother-in-law's death was entirely self-inflicted; Crying is the early death of her husband; Crying is that his fate is not good.
She is crying here that the sky is dark, and at this time, the sky seems to be cooperating with Fan Ren's, and the heavy rain is like a curtain, and it has not stopped since the beginning. It may have been moved by Fan Ren's filial piety, and it also made amends with tears.