Huo Huo fainted, and Han Shaer arrived just in time - he had gone out to practice swordsmanship.
It was not appropriate to be in the courtyard or at the gate, so he quietly sneaked outside the north wall to practice. It was close to the mass graves and it was quiet. For fear of attracting evil spirits, everyone stayed away. After practicing the basic swordsmanship, he inadvertently swept away
At a glance, on the mass grave, a branch of wintersweet suddenly bloomed, defying the severe cold and blooming proudly! This branch of wintersweet bloomed with two flowers, one red and bright, so bright and unrestrained, like the red dot on the head of a red-crowned crane.
Like a drop of blood sprayed by Tong Ren Tang's assassination escort...another pink flower, shy to speak, shy to shy, shy to graceful, like the tender pink of new peaches in March, like a girl's pink face with spring, or, like the morning glow.
The shrouded pear blossoms in February... no, no, no, neither of them are appropriate, they are just two incomparable plum blossoms, one red and one pink. Han Shaer suddenly recalled that when he picked up the jade pendant from the mass grave and returned it to his wife,
The madam looked a little strange. At that time, she thought, why did the madam go to the graveyard? Could the death of the madam be related to the evil charm of the rocky hillock? A sudden gloomy wind blew up, the wintersweet swayed, and the small stones made a sound, as if there were vague shadows.
Shaking. Han Shaer was not afraid of evil, so he passed by with his wooden sword. Strangely enough, the wind stopped immediately, the wintersweet stopped shaking, and there was no shadow at all - Chi! A big mouse, peeking at it for a few times.
, fled. With a relaxed smile, he did eighteen turns on the spot, sat down and breathed for a while, and as he breathed in and out, the fatigue disappeared. After the second sword practice, the sun set, and there was a riot in the courtyard.
Yingtian......
That night, all the funeral supplies were purchased, the formal funeral shed was erected, white lanterns were tied up, and white flags were erected to evoke spirits... The women worked all night to make mourning clothes, bathe, change and bury their wives; the men were busy with their work.
Coffins and graveyards. Apart from the fact that there is no need to announce the funeral, there is no shortage of anything else. The standards have also been improved to appease the mother-in-law's family. In a small temple thirty miles away, three monks, one old and two young, were half pulled and half carried up the mountain by their disciples to chant sutras.
Transcendence.
The solemn funeral was officially held after dawn. The Jiannan Gate was shrouded in white solemnity, which formed a dazzling contrast with yesterday's bright red. Huo Huo and Gou Bujiao couple, wearing hemp and mourning, and wearing plain clothes, kept vigil and burned hemp paper.
, kowtow to relatives and friends who express condolences and pay homage.
It was the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. After repeated negotiations and discussions, the family agreed to be buried in the afternoon. There is a local saying that the spouse who died first should be buried on a single day, and the spouse who died later should be buried on both days. Wait two more days.
, is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. Since there is no New Year's Eve, the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month is New Year's Eve. It is too unlucky to be buried on New Year's Eve. Calendar calculations indicate that the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month is also suitable, so the twenty-fifth night is also counted.
One day, hang it on both ends to make up for three days, then it will be buried.
The four great swordsmen came and went. A few unfamiliar faces stayed with each other for a moment, searching inside and outside the courtyard with no sign of giving up. Gou Shiyun pretended not to know, and had already inquired about Shou Zhugan and others, and secretly made arrangements.
When there was any unusual movement, they worked together to capture him. However, the stranger expressed his condolences as usual and did not act rashly.
The thin bamboo pole was only entrusted with congratulations, but the incident happened suddenly, so he acted accordingly and sealed a hundred taels as a memorial gift. The six seeing off guests, grateful to Gou Shiyun for his proper arrangement, consciously expressed their condolences on behalf of Shidun, and also sealed a hundred taels. Other relatives and friends
, mourning, mourning, and other etiquette are different.
The black coffin was slowly carried out amidst mourning and crying. Gou Bujiao carried the soul-calling flag and headed towards the cemetery with support. Gou Shiyun's parents were buried in the west of Quanxia Village, where the cemetery is located. Sili Mountain Road
, it’s not a joke, fortunately, there are many young people in Jiannan Gate, and everyone helped out out of their own considerations, taking turns to use their strength, the coffin never touched the ground, and it was completed in one go, directly reaching the destination...
After the burial, several strangers disappeared first. The guests from Yizhou said goodbye on the spot, and the wife's family, other relatives and friends also said goodbye one after another.
Jiannanmen, after experiencing great joy and great sorrow, and unprecedented noise, has returned to its usual rhythm. The biggest change is that there are no more wives and Goubuli, and there are two more brides, Si'er and Wu'er.
Gou Shiyun was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he ordered some wine to be paid to Jing Dezhen, Han Chunwang, the teacher, Jing Jiren and other people who had worked hard and worked hard to show his sincerity.
Thank God it was able to end successfully. If you drink some wine, it won't be a serious problem.
They didn't bother to teach at one table, so the disciples joined several tables together. Si'er, Wu'er, Han Shaer, Huohuo, Xiaopangdun, Mrs. Jing Dezhen, Mrs. Jing Jiren, Jia Jiumei, etc. sat at a table in the restaurant.
.Jia Jiumei pestered Zhongyue and Bingyue, but failed to be the bride. She had to worry a lot and did a lot of work.
Han Shaer, the chubby little boy, was guarding Huohuo, one on the left and the other on the right, urging her to eat more, build up her strength, and practice swordplay together tomorrow morning. Huohuo still had tears in her eyes, so she reluctantly stuffed it into her mouth...
This thank-you banquet was neither happy nor sad. The atmosphere was a bit dull. Everyone was doing their usual things and it quickly dispersed.
Accommodation is a bit troublesome, and the marriage cannot be consummated because the filial piety has not been eradicated. The fourth and fifth children have just arrived and are frightened by the unfamiliar environment, so they ask Han Shaer and Huohuo to accompany them to strengthen their courage.