Chapter 3: Funeral
This must be abnormal, yesterday she clearly watched her father and mother being cleansed, changed into a shroud, step by step, and what it looked like when she finally lay in the coffin, she remembered it clearly.
Could it be that Zhou's search?
Her heart moved slightly, and she called out to Gao: "Grandma, this burden seems to have been turned over." ”
Gao came over to take a look, and it was really different from yesterday's place, this person was probably worried about being discovered, and specially restored it, but I don't know why, it was not completely restored.
She couldn't hide her anger, her son was dead, and the corpse still suffered such an insult?
Gao's face was gloomy, and he hugged Mo Jingchun: "Chun'er, is there anything missing from your father's mother?" ”
She thought the same as Mo Jingchun, thinking that it was Zhou's greed for money.
Yesterday, she was the most anxious to let the person who purify herself see if there was any money missing from Mo Changlin and his wife.
Mo Jingchun and Gao worked together to scoop up the burden, opened it and checked it, but there was not a lot of things.
A small handful of copper coins were also taken out from the pocket on the inside of Xiao Gao's sleeve pocket.
If it was really Zhou, she would definitely not let go of such a conspicuous place.
Gao's face was ugly, that is, the hands and feet of the people who invited to help were not clean, and they were afraid that the people of the main family would find out, so they made it like this in a panic.
There are so many people today, and no one has seen it with their own eyes, so I'm afraid I can't find anyone.
Mo Jingchun silently put the copper coins into his pocket, put the baggage back in its place, and put on the shroud for them again.
However, the two of them had nothing else on their bodies except these copper plates, but every time they went home before, they at least carried them in large bags.
This time, his hand reached in to tie their belts for them, and when Mo Jingchun suddenly touched a scabbed place.
Is it a wound?
Mo Jingchun felt strange, didn't he say that he fell on his head, why would there be a wound on his waist?
Maybe when you fall, a stone will cut it.
She didn't think much of it, she opened it and looked at it, the flat wound about four fingers long, the cut was deep, but if it was the only one, it should not be fatal.
After collecting the body again, Gao couldn't hold it anymore and went back to lie down for a while.
On the second day, before the rooster crowed, the mourners came one after another.
With the farce of Yao's dozen eggs yesterday, Zhou's breakfast was personally controlled by Zhou, and Li and her daughter Mo Ying were on the side to help.
The clear soup was low and watery to everyone, and Yao complained dissatisfiedly: "I just said that the second daughter-in-law is too picky, and she used a few eggs from her yesterday and yelled at me that I was a loser, and today is better, there is no oil and water at all!" ”
Zhou rushed out with a spatula, crossed his waist and said, "Who doesn't eat like this in the morning?" In a disaster year, last year was still a disaster year, and it would be nice to have porridge if I didn't work in my house! ”
Yao was so excited by her: "Who doesn't work?" I'm busy, and you can't see a mouth all these days, can you? ”
Li's temper is better, although she is also angry with her brother-in-law by yin and yang, but she can't write two Mo words in one stroke, and the fathers of the two families are still brothers.
So he came out to play a round.
"Okay, okay, I cooked the porridge, I'm sorry everyone. My younger siblings are tired and thin these days, and when I come back at noon, I will make some good things for everyone with Yuanlin's daughter-in-law. ”
Li pushed Yao and walked away, and Yao still muttered to Li: "She is picking!" Sister-in-law, don't be too kind, be careful that people beat you behind your back! ”
Zhou looked around the faces of the remaining people, snorted, turned around and went in again.
After eating, the hour is approaching.
The crowd bowed one last time in order of teeth, and the coffin was nailed.
Gao chased her out and cried again, and the people on the Gao family were afraid that she would be too sad to stop her from sending it, so she insisted on coming out.
Gao and Ma cried together, they were the most sympathetic, one lost a son and niece, and the other lost a daughter and nephew.
Ma Shi saw Mo Jingchun standing quietly on the side, wiped away his tears and asked, "This is Chun'er?" ”
The last time she saw Mo Jingchun was two years ago, Mo Jingchun has smoked a lot in the past two years, and his face has become sharper, and the whole person feels like a wicker on the side of the road, swaying when the wind blows.
Mo Jingchun shouted obediently: "Grandma." ”
"Hey.. Okay, okay, why are you so thin? She asked casually, and then moved on to something else.
Mo Jingchun knew that she didn't care much about herself, she was just pretending, because she was not born to Xiao Gao, but picked it up.
They still thought they didn't know, maybe she didn't know before, but the Zhou family had already said it eight hundred times in her previous life.
On the contrary, Gao's has always been good to her, and there is no obvious partiality compared with her own grandson.
In the previous life, since the death of his father, the Gao family can be said to have transferred all the love for the eldest family to her, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction among the Zhou family.
She is also very attached to Gao's, every year Qingming Zhou doesn't let her go, she will secretly burn paper for Gao's at home.
Now that the coffin has been sealed, the old people in the village are looking for Mo Song everywhere, and Zhou rolled his eyes: "My mother said that I don't need our Mo Song." ”
When the head of the Mo family heard this, he was anxious: "Then who is coming?" Who else in your family has a man? ”
Gao Shi came forward and said in a deep voice: "Let Chun'er come, let her send her father." ”
As soon as the patriarch saw the Gao family, he sighed with a bitter face: "Ouch, my good sister-in-law, this... There's no such rule! ”
It doesn't matter if Mo Jingchun is a girl, there are also families in the village who only gave birth to daughters to let filial daughters be buried, but Mo Jingchun was not born by the Mo family!
Gao had a big temper when he was young, and the patriarch was ranked last in the tooth order in the clan, and he was usually more afraid to see her, so he didn't know how to persuade her this time.
"Aren't the rules set by people?" Gao is quite polite, after all, people are here to help, "Changlu, you also told me, my son I can call the shots, so be it." ”
The patriarch and the village chief looked at each other, well, who let this be someone's son.
The patriarch brought a clay pot and let Mo Jingchun break it, which is commonly known as "falling pots".
After the funeral, Mo Jingchun walked in the forefront with the soul-attracting flag, and the white soul-attracting banner showed that the deceased was not a desperate household.
The pole rested against his chest, and the banner swept overhead, thinking that the soul of the deceased had gone into space, and let it go.
Along the way, he often encountered birds and sparrows that wanted to peck at the flags, so Mo Jingchun used some force to wave the flags to disperse them, and then looked up and quietly glanced at the backs of them flying away.
The birds are still more wanton than her, and she can't even escape from the Mo family.
Zhou's mother's family came to her eldest brother and sister-in-law, and her sister-in-law stayed behind and said to help her, so Li left.
Taking advantage of the funeral, the rest of the Mo family was not there, and the sister-in-law of the Zhou family mysteriously pulled her over, and said outwardly: "Sister, you say, who should you raise the girl in your big house in the future?" ”
Zhou didn't care much and said: "Whoever you love will raise you, anyway, I won't raise them." ”
She is poor these days, and she still wants to raise more girls to eat and drink at home?
Besides, Mo Jingchun is not Dafang's biological child, in the past, Dafang was willing to be his own daughter, that was their wronged leader, and she Zhou Ru was not wronged.