After the death of his mother-in-law, Dapeng regretted and blamed himself for not taking good care of the elderly in the newly built house, and he was at a loss for the contradictions in the hospital.

Before the funeral, morning, noon, and dinner, it is necessary to "or soup", that is, the filial son carries half a can of noodle soup in front of the road and cries, and the younger generations and people in the courtyard cry later. Before getting up from home, you should set off firecrackers, cry until you kneel down in the east of the village and cry loudly, and the filial son scoops out the noodle soup from the can and pours it on the ground, and in the crying, the filial son gets up and beats the head and then cries to the west of the village, and all the people kneel down and cry as well or soup. The old and young people in the village waited on the street to show respect for the funeral of the people in the courtyard.

In the rural areas of Shandong, people meet and greet: "Have you drunk soup (eat)?", that is a greeting, and whose old man (deceased) "or soup" is a mourning for the deceased. Dapeng is uncle is wearing heavy filial piety or soup is counterproductive, none of the four elder brothers participated, and the filial piety cloth distributed was collected according to the family, but there was no one who really came or soup, why is this? The conspiracy gradually broke out, and the eldest brother appeared at noon to argue with Hua Ziyang.

Dazhong said: "Uncle, let me ask you, how can we report the funeral when the village comes to write a post at night?"

Hua Ziyang said: "Although we have many relatives in our hospital, we still report the funeral when we write a post. ”

Dazhong said: "Uncle, let me ask you again, in whose name did you post it? Who dropped the soup jar (basin)?"

Hua Ziyang said: "Post in the name of Huaying, let Dapeng drop the soup can." ”

Dazhong said: "Then how to distribute the filial piety?"

Hua Ziyang said: "All white filial piety." ”

Dazhong said: "That's not good, a tie is not close to four fingers, you have to divide the generations, otherwise others will laugh." Like the generation of the Jian Jun, there are already five symbols, and from him down, you have to give Xiaoling cloth (gauze). ”

Hua Ziyang said: "Your aunt is no longer here, your four brothers have the final say in this matter, and do it according to your arrangement." ”

Dazhong said: "The third Qing is the successor, you can't listen to him, I'm the boss, you have to listen to me in this matter." ”

Da Zhong and his uncle Hua Ziyang drank a little wine and talked more and more, and his wife didn't complain as soon as he entered the house: "Are you still drinking here? ”

Hua Dazhong and the two left, and Hua Ziyang also got up to find Jian Jun and asked him to drive the donkey cart to the cremation. Jian Jun is not at home, Hua Ziyang came to the Qing family to find Kuo Sheng, he is the son of the three Qing Dynasty, how can Cheng think that everyone in the courtyard is holding a meeting in the Daqing family, let Jian Jun go to the crematorium but he does not move, no one has a serious problem? Isn't this a desire to see a lively black meeting? What are they going to do?

Hua Ziyang just returned home and explained the situation, and the four of them came, and Dapeng found a seat for them. The fourth brother said: "My third brother is a successor and has no right to participate in the opinion, now that my aunt is old, uncle, you have to explain how it was arranged?"

Hua Ziyang said: "It's hot in April, so you have to go to the crematorium in the afternoon, and you have to go to the funeral in the evening." ”

Dayin said: "I heard that the eldest brother said that the funeral was reported all over the place, so how was the filial piety distributed?"

Hua Ziyang said: "The four of you have arranged this matter, I have no opinion on what to do." ”

Dayin said: "You are an elder, you have to make it clear in front of us." ”

Dazhong and Dapu also stood up like a big landlord and asked, seeing that the old father-in-law was embarrassed to push back. Dapeng said: "My mother's bones are lying in the back room, can you brothers say it well?"

Dayin said, "This is our business, and you have no right to speak." ”

Dapeng said: "The husband and wife of more than 60 years have feelings, and it is okay to discuss something, but it is not okay to make trouble. ”

Hua Ziyang said: "In my opinion, it is all white filial piety, and Dazhong said that the army is gauze in the five clothes. ”

Dayin said, "Do you want to divide our family? ”

Hua Ying said: "The eldest brother said that the separation is made of filial piety, you are finding fault because of the dozens of yuan of house money, not to discuss things, get out!"

Dayin said: "If you want to divide our family, let's go, let's go." ”

Under the initiation of the big silver, they all left, which was also the result of their premeditated plan to hold a black meeting. Hua Ziyang spent 20 yuan to hire two people from the village to be cremated, so the money was asked to avoid gossip from the people in the courtyard, in rural Shandong, the "old people" were all cremated in the courtyard, and Dapeng is son-in-law, why can't he go?

In the afternoon, when they came to the crematorium, it was already the 16th, and when Dapeng went to buy the urn, the 17th came, and he was cremated directly without queuing, and he also told a story for this Dongdong. It is said that there are two old people who were poisoned by soot at the same time, and there are many people who come to the crematorium to cremate, one of them spent 5 yuan to refine first, and the other followed the rules and queued up.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the workers had to get off work to eat and stop the stove, and some members of the village funeral committee were still waiting to be buried. Dapeng handed cigarettes, said good words to invite the workers to the restaurant to eat and drink, especially Dapeng is uncle personally came to move the young workers, after refining he also specially picked up some big bones to show sincerity, according to him, this is a rich man to give two good cigarettes to get.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when Dapeng arrived home, and several women who had broken filial piety wrapped their waists around filial piety cloth and walked out, stealing filial piety cloth was a mercenary plan in the countryside, and they returned to the house, opened the coffin lid and scattered ashes, coins, and food. Grandma Gong Rong said: "Zhang, the two secretaries interceded just now, your father and Hua Ying are confused, you are a person who understands, for the sake of my old face, it will look good to let your brothers in the courtyard come to accompany the mausoleum tomorrow." ”

Dapeng said: "Yesterday, the grandfather of the funeral committee and my father had an explanation, and asked Kuosheng and Kuoli to inform the people in the courtyard that the number of people who came to write posts in the middle of the night was counted, and the wine and steamed buns were arranged on the counter. Because I notified them that they didn't come to post, let alone two secretaries, even if the members of the Central Committee came, I didn't agree to accompany the mausoleum, that would cause trouble, and even make a big mess, tomorrow I will kowtow to your grandmother to apologize. ”

It's time to go or soup again in the morning, because the four old brothers are preaching outside: "People are afraid of spending money, and they are reluctant to be filial piety!" In order to refute the rumors, Dapeng carried the soup can and cried in front, and Hua Ying, Xiaohua, and Haoliang each wore a batch of white filial piety cloth, crying from home to kneeling in the east of the village to pour soup, and then crying from the east of the village to the west of the village kneeling down to pour soup, and finally crying home. At noon, the villagers all came out to see the funeral of the soup with only four people, and how many people cried sympathetically and said, "Can't you live without a son?"

On the day of the funeral, the sun was shining, and because Dapeng was going to come to blow suona and sing a big opera, there were many villagers from all sides. There is a long table in front of the door, there is a gentleman who keeps accounts and receives gifts, and there are also people who knock on the small drum on the door, as long as relatives and friends come in to worship, they give a small amount of money before they let them enter the door and beat the drum. Dapeng and Huaying were both dressed in linen and filial piety, and when they heard the sound of drums, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed in return. At noon, there is a funeral committee and a big banquet for the final funeral digging pit, as well as blowing and singing without discrimination, Dapeng is next to the table to kowtow, relatives and friends are invited by the village to dine at home.

The suona was singing with mourning music, and there were hundreds of onlookers. Dapeng not only wears heavy filial piety, his ears are stuffed with cotton according to customs, it is said that he does not listen to any gossip, and he carries a stick with white paper in his left hand, which is used to disrupt the scene, he wears a short-sighted glasses, and is almost a monster in full view.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the coffin was carried to the street in front of the door, and Uncle Ping announced the start of the memorial, and everything was silent. First of all, to thank the people who dug the pit for the final funeral, Dapeng stood up and walked out of the crowd, kneeling down and bowing to the people who resisted the iron and wooden shovels. Originally, he was supposed to bow three times and bow nine times, and if there was an unfilial son, he would not be forgiven, that was a punishment for him, but Dapeng was pulled up after only one bow and one knock, and he was never allowed to bow again.

Dapeng returned to the side of the mausoleum table and knelt down, Uncle Ping read the name of the worship, there was a person, there were two individuals, all of them were folk customs of three bows and nine knocks, every time Uncle Ping had to shout: "Thank you!" Dapeng knelt down and turned around to kowtow to the worshippers, and returned to his original position to wait for the next bow. Some people laughed back and forth many times, and Uncle Ping shouted: "What are you laughing at? The laughter stopped.

Everything went smoothly, Dapeng fell the funeral basin during the funeral, and the urn was smashed when the coffin was buried, which is also the local custom. After the old man was buried in the ground, his relatives and friends left, and he had to set up a table to thank the funeral committee. Dapeng kowtowed from table to table, and people appreciated the perfection of Dapeng's funeral. In the evening, the village cadres were invited to drink, and they were full of praise for the grand funeral, and accused the people in the courtyard of being unfilial. Since then, Dapeng has not only written the date on the rafters of the new house, March 24, 1992 lunar calendar, but also according to the 37th, 57th, and anniversary, and the annual Qingming Festival and the 11th Festival according to the customs to sweep the tomb to pay tribute to the elderly, and then it is about to celebrate the 10th anniversary.

Because Dapeng is an uncle, and because of the contradiction of old customs, there was a turmoil in the hospital after the death of his mother-in-law, but with the help of the villagers, the old man finally settled in the ground.