Five hundred and ninetieth chapters funeral with a lot of customs
Chapter 593 The funeral with many customs is over [Fourth update, please vote for recommendation]
Chapter 593 The funeral with many customs is over [Fourth update, please vote for recommendation]
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The old man is directing the construction of the mourning hall. Originally, the village had its own ancestral hall, but Liu Yu died outside, and it was some years ago. There was no way to enter the ancestral hall, so the mourning hall could only be built at home. This afternoon, the construction was basically completed.
Li Feng saw seven or eight tables in the courtyard, covered with raincloths, and there were a lot of bamboos here. Under the big shed sat the accountant. Every family had collected some money, and this person had to record it.
All the money must be written down. If someone has something to do, you have to go there. This is a bit like a gift list, except that you have to rely on Liu Fu's family to return the gift. In fact, there are not many names on the list, and everyone mostly thinks of Liu Yu's family.
I sympathize with you. Many people just don't let the cashier keep records when they have money.
"I'm back, let's have some food." Li Feng saw half of the pot of rice dumplings and bean cakes in the big pot, and the steamed buns he bought specially in the dustpan next to him. He was busy now, and when everyone was hungry, he grabbed two steamed buns and drank the rice dumplings and bean cake soup.
After sucking and eating, I started to work. These firecrackers, paper, white cloth, and copper basins have been prepared early. Tomorrow, I will invite Mr. Yin and Yang to start making banners, and there are many things. Li Feng is not sure, Li Feng is accompanying Gao Kexin
Entering the room, Gao Kexin looked around quietly. Now there was Liu Yu's urn on the table, and the man in the photo had a big smile on his face.
"Is this him?" Gao Kexin turned around and asked Li Feng. Li Feng nodded silently. Boy, your sister is here to see you. She is a more promising college student than you. (-< Shuhai Pavilion > - Net.
) Li Feng looked at Liu Yu and felt calm, "Look brother, you still have your relatives alive and well, you can rest assured."
"Yes, please sit down for a while." Li Feng said, pulling out a bamboo chair, moving a small stool himself, and taking a knife of yellow paper. The two dolls of Liu Fu's family, Niu'er and Little Sister, kept burning yellow paper.
Paper, these were originally made by the descendants' direct relatives, but Liu Yu left too early. Could it be that Liu Fu's family no longer cares about this taboo? Li Feng pulled the two children up and patted the dust on their bodies. "Girl, **, you guys
Go eat, brother will be fine here."
"Yeah." The little girl nodded and pulled her little brother out. The two children sat there for a long time, and their stomachs were rumbling early. Li Feng helped burn the yellow paper one by one, and there was a yellow paper in the copper basin.
It turned into ashes. Gao Kexin looked at it for a while, then moved a chair and leaned over.
"Can you tell me more about him?" Gao Kexin's feelings for this brother she had never met were complicated and unfamiliar. Li Feng nodded, and the two of them burned the yellow paper and talked at the same time.
Li Feng started talking about his past in high school. When he talked about some of his past events, he felt a little emotional. At that time, both he and Liu Yu were struggling and at the bottom of society. Gao Kexin never thought that he had never met or spoken to him.
In a word, brother, he had such a bumpy and wandering life. Until he died in a foreign land, his eyes became red thinking about it.
"Don't cry. Your brother is the most optimistic person. He doesn't like to see his relatives or friends when they are sad. We don't cry. We are happy. Let him know that we are alive and well. He most wants to see you smiling.
It's him." Li Feng said, taking out a napkin and handing it to Gao Kexin.
"I know, I'm not sad, thank you." Gao Kexin showed a smile, although it was forced, but it was a real smile, and Li Feng handed over the yellow paper again.
"Xiao Feng, stay at my house tonight, Ke Xin, you and Xiuzi stay at the sixth brother's house." Liu Fu arranged the accommodation, Li Feng stayed at home as a guest, Xiuzi stayed with Gao Kexin at the sixth uncle's house in the village. Dinner is casual
After eating, the mountain village was quiet at night, and Li Feng felt so familiar and comfortable that he fell asleep after a while. He got up early the next day. The old man said last night that since Liu Yu was not in mourning for the elderly, many things could be handled simply.
The process has been arranged early, and we have started to prepare the morning meal. Now the eight bowls are mostly meat, chicken and duck braised in braised pork, fried crispy fish fillets, two bowls of stew, and a grass shrimp, and finally a bowl.
Lean meat soup. All served by big names. These bowls and chopsticks are collected by various families. The bottoms of the bowls have names, which can be easily identified. In fact, when other families meet for weddings and weddings, most of them go to the town to rent bowls and chopsticks.
According to a custom, stealing the bowls and chopsticks from the funeral of an elderly person means longevity.
However, Liu Yu's funeral was lacking in this aspect. After the people from the village had finished their meal, they began to make arrangements for Mr. Yin Yang. They finished the ceremony early today and were buried early, and laid to rest. When young people die, funerals are usually simple.
Instead of old people, relatives and friends, there are many children and grandchildren, Liu Yu is alone, go to the ground early, and feel at ease early. The clothes Li Feng brought are a bit redundant. Liu Fu said that the funeral will be one week longer, and three days and five days less. It turned out that he was saying
End of life. Just like Liu Yu, who died young and died young, it usually took one or two days, sometimes three days at most.
Li Feng saw that Mr. Yin Yang had made white flags that were vaguely in the shape of a dragon, but it was related to the Liu clan claiming to be the Yulong clan. Young people had hung up the firecrackers early, and the first ceremony was to walk through the ten halls with a dragon-shaped cloth belt.
, winding out, more than ten meters long, with offerings placed on ten bamboo tables, with various dragon flags made by Mr. Yin and Yang. Li Feng took a look, and saw the ten halls of Yama. In the first hall, King Guang of Qin Jiang,
The director of life and death in the human world governs the good and bad luck of the underworld. When good people die, they will be promoted to higher places. The second hall is in the Chujiang King's calendar. On his birthday on the first day of the third month, the director is in charge of the living hell, also known as the Ice Hell of Peiyi Pavilion.
There are sixteen small prisons. Anyone who hurts someone's limbs, raped, robbed or killed anyone in the human world will be sent to this prison. He will be sent to another sixteen small prisons to suffer. After the expiry of the term, he will be transferred to the second palace and be sentenced to additional punishment. The third palace,
Wang Yu, Emperor of the Song Dynasty, was born on the eighth day of the second lunar month and was in charge of the Great Hell of Black Rope. In the fourth hall, Wang Lu of the five sense organs was born on the eighteenth of February and was in charge of the Great Hell of Hehe. In the fifth hall, Emperor Yama Bao was born on the eighth day of the first lunar month.
, originally lived in the first hall. He died out of pity and was repeatedly released to return Yang and Xuxue. He demoted this hall. The chief minister called the Great Hell and the Sixteenth Punishment of the Heart and the Small Hell. The sixth hall, the King of Biancheng, died at the beginning of March.
On the eighth day of his birthday, the chief minister shouted about the great hell and the city of vain death, and set up sixteen small prisons. In the seventh hall, King Dong of Mount Tai, whose birthday was on March 27th, the chief minister shouted about the hell of heat and anger, also known as Ui Mo Roujiang.
Hell, there are sixteen smaller prisons. The eighth hall, City King Huang, whose birthday is on the first day of April, is in charge of the Great Hell of Great Heat and Anger, also known as the Angry Pot Hell, and sixteen smaller prisons. The ninth palace,
Ping Ping Wang Lu, whose birthday is on April 8th, is in charge of Fengdu City's Iron Grid Abi Hell, and has sixteen smaller prisons. The Tenth Hall, Chakravartin King Xue, is born on April 17th, and is in charge of the ghosts found in each hall.
Distinguish between good and evil, determine the level, and reincarnate in the four major states. Men and women, whether they are young or old, rich or poor, are listed in detail one by one, and the first palace registration is reported every month.
Li Feng saw that there was a passage in each of the ten halls. Everyone followed Mr. Yin Yang and walked through the ten halls amidst the sound of firecrackers. As for what Mr. Yin Yang said, Li Feng probably didn't hear clearly, and there were still many things to do at this time. Everyone.
I was busy sealing the coffin and frying the grains. When sealing the coffin, it was necessary to avoid being in the same zodiac as the deceased. The people who went to fry the grains were all close relatives, so there were only Gao Kexin, Li Feng, and Liu Fu.
The fried grain is just burned with yellow paper, and rice is placed in the copper basin. The fried grain is sealed in an altar and placed in the coffin. The coffin is still freshly painted. Mr. Yin and Yang made the soul-calling flags and inserted them on the coffin, using sealing paper to seal them.
Li Feng looked at the coffin for a long time, wondering why. At this time, the urn was put into the coffin.
Not to mention these rituals, after lunch, the close relatives would hold the portrait and follow Mr. Yin-Yang along the Yin-Yang Road, using chicken blood to open the way. Li Feng saw that the Nine Palaces had been painted on the ground early, like a maze, and Mr. Yin-Yang held the hand to call the souls.
The flags led the way, and Gao Xin followed all the way holding the portrait in his hands. The relatives and friends behind followed, spreading drinks, firecrackers, and dragon flags all over the ground.
Li Feng experienced the whole ceremony of worshiping the great emperor of the heaven and earth and the five mountains. The various ceremonies lasted until about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the lanterns were lit in the evening. The burial was carried out early the next morning. Li Feng got up early. The men, women, and children in the village came out to pay homage to the funeral. Li Feng supported him
Carrying the coffin, more than a dozen middle-aged people in the village carried the coffin. Gao Kexin broke the basin and cried loudly. It was the last journey. In the middle of the road, there were various paper houses, small cars, men and women, and ingots were burning.
Flame, everyone went back and forth around the flame, first turning three times clockwise, and then turning three times counterclockwise.
The grave had been dug yesterday afternoon. This was the hole ordered by Mr. Yin Yang. Li Feng looked near the water. Maybe the Yulong clan had a saying about water as dragon. With everyone's unified voices, they let go. The coffin stopped at the mine.
When the time comes, the coffin will be put down. When the time comes, the coffin will be put down.
The first handful of soil was originally thrown by descendants, but how could Liu Yu have any descendants? As long as Gao Kexin, a close relative, sprinkled the first handful of soil, Li Feng and Liu Fu sprinkled the coin biscuits that they had prepared early, and the village was scrambling for them.
, which means who is grabbing the money to make a fortune. After Li Feng scattered the last handful, everyone began to fill the soil.
Some people say that it is easy to forget your hometown if you are too far away from your hometown, but it is hard to leave your hometown and it is still the most attached to everyone's heart. When Li Feng saw Liu Yu buried in the grave, he felt a little reluctant and a little relieved. He finally took him back to his hometown.
.This familiar land.
Until he walked far away, Li Feng looked back from time to time to see the place where his brother was buried. At noon, he thanked the villagers who helped. Li Feng drank a few more drinks and did not go back in the afternoon.
"Brother Li, please go back. Don't worry, I will visit him every year and I won't let them be lonely." Gao Kexin paid homage to his parents, and Li Feng drove Gao Kexin back to Gaojiazhuang's home. This time
The matter has been taken care of, and Li Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He is going home today. I called yesterday and said that Li Xiaoman will go back to Lijiagang this morning. Li Feng does not need to go back to the provincial capital and goes directly home. Because it is all
An urban area, less than an hour away, Li Feng returned to Li Zuizi.
