Old Mrs. Qin went there very peacefully.
As soon as she left, the crying sounded in the house shook the sky, and the filial son and grandson knelt all over the ground. Except for Qin Liuxi, she did not kneel, nor did she cry.
She looked at the old lady Qin who was here and standing beside him, and bowed slightly to her: "You can go all the way."
Old Mrs. Qin smiled, nodded to her, looked at her filial son and grandson who were kneeling on the ground and cried bitterly, and turned around with a smile.
All of them came: "Sir, I'm going to say goodbye."
Qin Liuxi nodded: "I'm working."
She walked out, took the gold ingot handed over by Teng Zhao and burned it. A few ingots fell on Yincha's hands, and a few ingots fell on the old lady's hands.
Seeing them disappear into the Ghost Gate, Qin Liuxi ordered Butler Li: "Hang lanterns to treat the funeral."
Butler Li took his life and asked his son to hang the white lanterns he had prepared long ago, and then changed his body to filial piety. Then he asked the servants who were invited to start working, setting up a mourning hall, and mourning.
Inside the house, after a round of crying, Wang got up, looked at Qin Boguang and Qin Boqing, and said, "Second brother and third brother, you have to come back in time. My mother has no regrets. Now that she is gone, her father and husband are still in the capital, you have to temporarily carry the banner of the head of the family, go and change your mourning clothes first, go out for the death toll, and there will be people coming to pay their respects."
Qin Boqing got up, looked at his mother who had closed her eyes deeply, wiped her tears, took the white handkerchief handed over by Madam Ding, covered the old lady's face, and then bowed to Wang, saying, "For the past two years, thank you for your hard work, my sister-in-law and my wife..."
Gu looked at his empty left forearm, tears swaying down. When he heard this, he raised his head and looked at him in a daze: "Sanlang."
Both of them were a little excited about meeting again after a long time, but because the situation was not right, they dared not be out of line.
"Dad." Qin Mingbao didn't have that scruple. He pulled his two younger brothers and walked up to him, his eyes full of admiration and excitement.
Seeing a few children, Qin Boqing couldn't help but squatted down and hugged them in his arms. A big man burst into tears again.
This place is very warm, but it is about to storm on Qin Boguang. Xie looked at Cao, who was pale but had a belly, and his eyes were so angry that he was so angry that he could hear Qin Boguang calling her, especially when he stared at her belly.
"Qin Boguang, who is this woman?" Xie asked sharply.
The people from the second room, except Qin Mingmu, all looked at Cao, with scrutiny and disbelief.
Cao's eyes flashed slightly and he called out gently: "Sister."
Xie was instantly furious by the elder sister: "Who is your elder sister? Qin Boguang, you are so turtle, you are not at ease in exile, and you get a big belly back. How many of us are you worthy of? You..."
"Second brother and sister!" Wang shouted angrily: "Do you know where you are now? You don't know how to divide the occasion?"
Xie's body stiffened. When he saw the old lady lying straight on the bed, his heart trembled. He gave Cao a fierce look, lowered his head and dared not scold him again.
Seeing that she was about to stop, Qin Boguang breathed a sigh of relief.
The group moved out of the house, unloaded the hairpin and changed into mourning clothes. Qin Liuxi took Wuwei, who had arrived at the Qin family in the morning to prepare, and the old Taoist priest and Sanyuan set up a small temple. He asked Wang and others to help put on the big funeral clothes, stuffed a copper coin into the old lady's mouth, covered her face with yellow paper, and buried it on the door panel, covered it with white cloth, and then went to the mourning hall to cry.
As for reporting the funeral, Qin Liuxi had arranged for General Manager Li to go to several families he knew about to report the funeral. On the side of Mr. Qin and others, she asked Wei Xie, Sheng Wuchang to take a step, which could be regarded as notifying them that when he came to the imperial city to thank him, Qin Bohong would write a message of Ding You, and he would not have to take office anymore.
Other relatives went to the mourning letter. Qin Yingniang, far away from the northeast, sent a servant who had helped to do rough work to report the funeral because she was the old lady's legitimate daughter.
Everything is going in an orderly manner.
When they learned that the old lady Qin had passed away, there were people coming to Licheng to pay their respects. Those who were familiar with each other and those who were not familiar with each other were all rushed to the Qin family to rehabilitate them, and the official family came to make their faces familiar.
At this time, Qin Bohong and Qin Yuanshan, who were about to arrive in Shengjing, were resting at the post station when they suddenly saw Wei Xie appear.
Both the father and son were shaking, and they had an ominous premonition.
"The old lady has left on the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, and she has gone peacefully and without regrets. Qin Liuxi asked me to inform you, and do whatever she should do." Wei Xie looked at the two of them and said coldly.
Qin Yuanshan was stunned, then his eyes turned red and tears surged up.
The old wife really left him first. The old couple could not meet again until they died, which is so embarrassing.
Qin Bohong knelt down in the direction of Licheng and cried bitterly.
Qin Yuanshan sucked his nose and said, "Let's hurry up. If you write a Dingyou note, you will go back to Licheng immediately. If you need to be filial, you will be filial. In the past few years, I will first carefully educate a few children."
Qin Bohong nodded.
The two of them didn't dare to rest anymore, so they took two mouthfuls of hot ginseng soup and continued to rush to Beijing in one go.
The Qin family in Licheng stopped in the spirit for three days, and the second house had a small fuss for three days. If Qin Liuxi had not asked Qin Mingchun and Teng Zhao to deliberately have a scene with Qin Boguang and told the old lady that it was not possible to be so fast, it was somewhat related to Xie's family. If Qin Boguang had caught her, she would have to make trouble.
After seven days of spiritual retention, the burial was buried in the coffin and buried.
Qin Boqing asked Qin Liuxi: "Your father should be rushing back, should he wait?"
Qin Liuxi had no expression on his face and said, "Although it's okay to stop the spirit for a long time in the cold winter, it's too cold this year. If you keep your spirits for too long, you will have to fall down. Also, even if you wait for him to come back, the coffin has been sealed. It would be strange if he dares to take a look."
Not to mention waiting for so long, there have been corpse spots in just a few days. Who dares to see it?
Qin Liuxi said again: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there is no auspicious day to be buried. It's better to have a funeral soon. If he comes back, he will bow to the old lady's grave or build a thatched cottage to stay for a few years. This will bring about the mother-son relationship."
Qin Boqing: “…”
Whether it is ruthless or this niece, if you have a hut to keep a filial piety, how hard it will be? She ignores her father's life or death at all!
Qin Bohong hugged her arms tightly on the road. It was so cold this year!
"Since that's the case, let's have a funeral." As for the elder brother, he would be a filial son who knelt on his knees in three steps and nine steps.
Everyone listened to this, and the younger couple looked up at Qin Liuxi. Since the old lady left, she had been guarding her soul, and she had never shed a single tear, and even her eyes had not even red.
But no one dared to say anything, because the old lady had saved her with a golden needle for the last ten days, let alone her, she would be able to attract ghosts. What if she got angry and got her to get the old lady to kiss them?
Chapter completed!