In the countryside, the white things are no better than the red things.

Red help can be said to be very pure, just do the work assigned by the supervisor, but many people who help with white things have filial piety on their heads, not only to do the work of helping, but also to participate in various worship ceremonies at any time.

Among them, it is inevitable that the "filial son will drink the wine", the Taoist priest of the main sacrifice will shout "the filial son will drink the wine", and all the filial men and women who wear linen and wear filial piety, and the filial sons and grandsons will kowtow to the mourning hall.

There are also ceremonies such as "wrapping around the coffin", "drinking blood wine", and "running the field", which also require the participation of filial men and women, filial sons and grandchildren.

Moreover, most of these worship ceremonies are done at night, so on the day of the big night, almost all filial men and daughters, filial sons and grandchildren cannot sleep.

Including Lin Jiayin, even if she is pregnant, she has to participate in these ceremonies.

There are also children like Jiang Shan and Jiang Ting, who are no exception.

Of course, it also depends on whether the lord's "filial piety" is lenient or not?

The so-called "wide" refers to which people need to wear linen and filial piety, and generally speaking, the name of the person who wears linen and filial piety will appear on the inscription in the future.

Some only "open filial piety" to close relatives, and some also "open filial piety" to distant relatives and relatives. ”

Some only open to their grandchildren, and some great-grandchildren will all "open filial piety" in the future.

It all depends on the specifications of the main family for this funeral, the higher the specifications, the wider the "filial piety".

The Jianghaizhou family's "filial piety" this time is relatively "wide", and they have money in their hands, so they don't care about sending out a few more pieces of filial piety cloth.

Jiang Xiaobai is on the list of helping deacons, and his duty is to be a driver, which is also the first time that Jiangwan has had a happy event, and the person who helped has a new name.

His work is mainly focused on the preliminary preparation stage, and he has nothing to do when he actually comes.

Most of the time, he is wearing filial piety on his head, accompanying Lin Jiayin and Jiang Shan.

In the middle of the night, gongs and drums are noisy, and firecrackers explode from time to time.

Just after participating in a "running field" worship ceremony, Jiang Shan yawned and said, "Baba, shouldn't it be a sad thing for grandma to pass away?" Why is everyone singing and dancing, talking and laughing? ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "This is dancing the funeral, also known as dancing the funeral drum, which is an ancient funeral ritual here. ”

Jiang Shan didn't understand this, so Jiang Xiaobai patiently explained to her.

The ancestors of Qingzhou had the custom of "their parents were first mourned, beating the drum to mourn, their songs must be called, and their people must dance", which embodies the funeral tradition of "joyful and joyful funeral, lively and lively to accompany the deceased".

In the past, the old man died in Qingzhou, and the villagers came when they heard the news, and danced the funeral drum all night, which is called "everyone mourns when people die, and they don't invite nature to come." He also said, "When people die, all families mourn, one dozen mourning drums and two help." ”。

Qingzhou has a strong affection, no matter how poor the family is, when encountering a neighbor's family, they will stop what they are doing, there is a saying that "can't afford tofu to send love, dance a night of mourning drums to accompany the dead." ”

From these traditional customs, it can be seen that Qingzhou people should laugh even in the face of death, and they should sing and dance, mourn in songs and dances, and let the spirits of the dead soar in the excitement.

This kind of detachment is the free and easy laughter of life and death.

When Jiang Xiaobai was telling Jiang Shan about this, Jiang Haitian, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but bow his head and said, "Xiaobai, I want to tell the dolls more about these old rules, otherwise when our generation is gone, the younger generations will not know many rules." ”

In Jiangwan, the third grandmother is the oldest and oldest in the Jiang family.

Now that the third grandmother is gone, the Jiang family's "Hai" generation has become the highest generation, although Jiang Haitian is not the oldest in the "Hai" generation, but there are few people older than him.

There is an older generation, he still doesn't know it, and now that he has become the highest generation, he also feels late.

Jiang Xiaobai comforted: "Uncle, you are only in your early sixties, and you are in good health!" ”

Jiang Haitian smiled, "Life is rare for seventy years, and I am sixty-two, and it is not far away." ”

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, since he was reborn, he has been busy making money, spoiling his wife and daughter, honoring his parents, and helping his relatives, but he ignored one problem, that is, his parents are getting old.

With the memory of rebirth, he knows that his parents still have more than ten years to live, and he always feels that the future is long, but he forgets the passage of time.

After settling down, Jiang Xiaobai said: "Uncle, don't think too much, life is rare for seventy years, life and medical conditions were poor at that time, but now the conditions are much better, and you have no problem living to be a hundred years old." ”

Jiang Haitian waved his hand: "The three women are ninety-three, even if they are the long-lived people in our bay!" ”

Jiang Shan said on the side: "Grandpa, you must live a long life!" ”

Jiang Haitian was happy when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Shanshan said so, grandpa, I try to live for a few more years, grandpa still wants to see you grow up and get married!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai's expression was sneering, his baby girl was only less than six years old, why did she talk about getting married, so she quickly changed the topic and said, "Uncle, what time is the funeral?" Have all the people who carry the coffin been arranged? ”

Speaking of business, Jiang Haitian looked upright and said, "Yuan Chunfeng said that he would be mourned at four o'clock. ”

Yuan Chunfeng is a Taoist priest in Jiangwan, and this white thing is the Dharma he did, and the tomb site was also chosen by him after looking at feng shui.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the time, it was almost three o'clock now, and it wouldn't be long before the wine would be brewed.

Jiang Haitian also stood up and said, "You guys sit down, I'll arrange it again." ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Uncle, you are busy." ”

Time was in a hurry, and after two more rituals, the rapid sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the sound of "filial piety pouring wine" sounded.

All filial men and women, filial sons and grandchildren went to kneel and worship.

This time, he didn't enter the mourning hall, Jiang Haizhou led everyone to kneel outside the gate, and hundreds of people knelt in the entire dam.

Jiang Xiaobai also took Lin Jiayin and Jiang Shan to kneel on the ground, only to see that the Taoist priest's talisman in the mourning hall had been removed, and the eight helpers were standing on both sides of the coffin.

The sound of gongs and drums became more and more rapid, the sound of locks and horns whimpered, and the people who listened to it panicked, and the people inside and outside the house were shrouded in a deep sadness.

"Lift the coffin!"

With Yuan Chunfeng's broken drink, the helpers on both sides of the coffin joined hands and carried the coffin from the mourning hall to the dam.

There, two high benches have long been placed.

After the coffin was placed on it, everyone took the ropes and lifting poles that had been prepared, tied the coffins with all hands and feet, and put the ropes into the lifting poles.

Jiang Haitian was also greeting everyone at this time, whether it was a filial son wearing linen and filial piety, or a guest who came to help, or a guest who came to mourn, they all helped together and sent the old man up the mountain.

So everyone consciously took action, and those who took wreaths took wreaths, those who took sacrificial accounts took sacrificial accounts, those who took firecrackers took firecrackers, and all kinds of things that needed to be moved to the cemetery were picked up by everyone, and then they lined up in a long line.

Prepare for the funeral.