On the sixth day of the first month of the Great Song Dynasty, Chen Donglai, a wealthy household in Qinghe County, died!

Until this moment, Chen Yufang did not know the name of this Chen Dahu.

In the hall of Chen's mansion, a pitch-black coffin was placed in the center, and Chen Dahu was wearing a shroud and lying in the coffin.

Chen Yu stood beside the coffin and looked at it for a while, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and his eyes were blurred by tears.

After a while, Chen Yu waved his hand, and the people in the house hurriedly closed the coffin lid again.

Chen Yu, who had already changed into a filial piety shirt, wiped his tears, walked to the front of the coffin, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully three times.

Chen Liu handed a stack of dark money to Chen Yu, and said in a low voice: "Master, send some silver money to the master." ”

Chen Yu's face was expressionless, he took the money, one after another, and threw it into the brazier.

It stands to reason that Chen Dahu's body and bones are acceptable, although he coughs often, he can eat and sleep, and he can't see anything abnormal.

Uncle Chen sighed, glanced at the people in the hall, and waved for them to retreat first.

After everyone went out, Uncle Chen said in a low voice: "After the doctor treated the master, he said that he had overdosed.

Although he didn't live with Chen Dahu for many days, this old man was also a good man.

Repairing bridges and roads, providing relief to the victims, and willing to donate some money.

is also very caring for Chen Yu, the son who has passed by.

Chen Yu glanced up at the coffin, wiped the tears in his eyes, knelt for a long time, his legs were a little numb, so he sat on the ground and threw all the money in his hand into the brazier.

"My son is unfilial, busy with his career, and has not served in front of you, don't blame you." Chen Yu continued: "If you still have any unfulfilled wishes, you can give them to your dreams...... Chen Liu, this dog's leg is quite heartfelt. ”

Chen Liuzheng was standing outside the door and eavesdropping with his ears pricked up, and heard Chen Yu's words clearly, and then made a bitter face and silently recited in his heart: "Master, you really have something to do, you can entrust your dream to Chen Dalang, the little one is just a subordinate, and he is often forgetful, so he can't be trusted by your old age." ”

Chen Yu sat on the ground, watching the dark money in the brazier burn to ashes, his eyes narrowed slightly, wiped it with his hand again, and continued to mutter: "Father, when you were old, you didn't have a group of wives and concubines, and after you died, how could the child fulfill your wish." ”

"Chen Liu, get in!" Chen Yu shouted.

The dogleg hurriedly ran in, bent down and asked, "Master, what are your orders?" ”

Chen Yu said solemnly: "Go to the longevity store, let those craftsmen tie some more paper figures, and if you want to tie a big chest and a big buttocks, burn it to my father and his old man." ”

Chen Liu was stunned for a moment, and asked weakly, "The old lady knows, will she be unhappy?" ”

Then the dog's leg reacted, thinking that Chen Dahu was lying in the coffin next to him, who cares if the old lady is happy or not, if he makes the old man unhappy and comes to trouble him, it is not a joke, he will die.

Chen Liu shuddered, and hurriedly changed his words: "The villain will do it, and he must prepare ten or eight paper figures for the master, who are as beautiful as flowers, and serve the master in the past." ”

"Build a big house for the lord again, and then tie a paper man according to the appearance of the lord, and do your filial piety for the lord over there!" The dogleg thought out and continued.

Chen Yu frowned, this dog leg is really looking for a fight, according to his appearance, piercing a paper man, is this to curse him to die early?

"Fooling around, just tie a yard, tie a few paper horses, and tie some paper people with big breasts and big butts, if you dare to make some messy things, Lao Tzu will burn your dog legs and serve my father." Chen Yu scolded.

Chen Liu was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "The villain laughs, and the big officials forgive their sins." ”

"Get out!"

Chen Liu crawled out with a roll.

Wang's face was pale, but he was haggard and seemed to be terminally ill.

Chen Yu was worried in his heart, and shouted eagerly: "Mother, you don't want to be too sad and break your body." ”

Wang's tears rolled down, holding Chen Yu's hands, trembling his voice, and calling: "Da Lang ......" It was difficult to continue, but he couldn't stop crying.

Chen Yu comforted her and said, "Mother, although my father is gone, there are still children at home, so you must take care of your health." ”

Seeing that the Wang family was still crying, Chen Yu had no choice but to continue: "If you have three longs and two shorts, how can the child live in the future?" ”

Only then did Wang stop his sadness, wiped his tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "Da Lang, my mother won't cry anymore......"

Chen Yu looked at the cheap Erniang Qing'er, a serving mother, the child is not at ease, tomorrow I will call Dong'er and Chun'er over. ”

Wang felt a little relieved and said, "Right now, it's still your father's afterlife. ”

Chen Yu replied: "Mother, don't worry, the child will invite the monks of Shuiyue Temple tomorrow to open a water and land dojo for his father and make more merit." ”

Mother, you should rest first, and then Chen Yu went out alone, standing in the night, Chen Yu shook his head, and just wanted to step back to the room, when he suddenly heard a woman speak: "Da Lang, why are you here?" ”

Chen Yu turned his head to look, Yu'er was carrying a lantern, and Qiao Shengsheng walked over.

"It's such a cold day, get warm in the slave room!" Holding Chen Yu's arm, Yu'er hugged him and returned to his room.

Early the next morning, Chen Yu ordered the people in the house to go to the Shuiyue Temple outside the city, and invited the monks in the temple to come to Chen's house to do a water and land dojo, and overtake Chen's big household.

The monks collected the incense money, picked the sutra and entered the city, and then in the hall of the Chen family, they laid out the dojo, hung the Buddha statue, shook the spirit pestle, beat the drum cymbals, recited the sutra confession, and preached the law.

When Chen Dahu's coffin fell into the treasure cave, Chen Yu picked up a handful of soil with both hands, sprinkled it on the coffin, and said in a low voice: "Dad, rest in peace!" ”

Then everyone filled in the earth and buried the coffin, erected a grave, and erected a stone monument.

Chen Liu put the paper horses, paper figures, and a paper house that had been tied up in the longevity store, placed them in front of the monument, and lit them with fire.

"Master, when you get over there, with these maids to serve, I think you won't be lonely." Chen Liu muttered, "If it's not enough, you can give your dream to the big official." ”

"In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. ”

Li took a sip and said, "Da Lang is talking nonsense, this is not your child, who else can it be?" ”

Pan Jinlian on the side, pinching her dough with both hands, said, "Official, if you say this, it will make my sister sad." ”

Chen Yu looked at his son's eyebrows, shook his head and said, "This stinky boy, when he encounters something, he cries his nose, and he has no manly spirit at all." ”

Immediately, looking around at the warbler Yanyan in the room, Chen Yu somewhat understood.

I saw that in this house, all of Chen Yu's wives and concubines gathered together and were making dumplings.

Although the Chen family is filial piety and can't put up lights and set off firecrackers, Chen Yu still decided to have a reunion year.

On this day, the whole Chen Mansion was sprinkled and cleaned, and a lot of food was prepared.

In the evening, Chen Yu gathered these wives and concubines together, rolled dough, made dumplings, and welcomed the new year.

Pan Jinlian followed Yu'er's side, sitting on the side, and filled copper coins in small cloth bags.

Since that night before, Pan Jinlian has also lost the rule that women who have not passed the door cannot live in her husband's house, and she comes to Chen's house every three or five times.

Early this morning, Chen Yu ordered someone to take Pan Jinlian to his home, and the family celebrated the New Year neatly.