"Today, I will let you know." Old Mrs. Guo poked the ground with his crutch to show his inner anger: "Whoever dares not to let Song Lin's body enter the ancestral hall, I will drive him out of Guozhuang. He will never be able to do so.
Take half a step into my Guozhuang!"
Wow...
There was an uproar at the scene. No one dared to say anything.
Who dares to stop Old Madam Guo from his wrath?
Grandpa Guo is already a centenarian. He is a long-lived old man who is concerned by the city government and all walks of life. If anyone accidentally angers him to death, I am afraid he will become the sinner of Guozhuang and the entire society.
The sinners in Nan'an are sinners who will be condemned to the pillar of shame for all eternity.
No one around him dared to speak.
At this time, the staff of the funeral home immediately came forward and carried Guo Songlin's coffin into the Guo Ancestral Hall and decorated the mourning hall.
"Nonsense, nonsense!" Guo Xudong was anxious.
"Why are you making such nonsense?" Old Mrs. Guo frowned.
"Old Master!" Guo Xudong took his hand and said: "Your 100th birthday banquet is Guozhuang's centenary celebration. Now it's okay. The ancestral hall has been occupied by Guo Songlin's funeral. This... what should we do?
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"What does it matter?" Old Mrs. Guo was open-minded and said: "I have lived for a hundred years anyway, what kind of storms have I not seen? Besides, the dead are the most important. I am making room for my great-grandson. What can't I do?
?The big deal... my 100th birthday is just postponed for a few days. Is it possible that I will die in these few days?!"
We meet at weddings and funerals.
It was originally the bad luck of Bai Xishi to offend Hong Xishi. Old Mrs. Guo looked disapproving.
"You're a traitor, you're a traitor!" Mr. Guo came after hearing the news.
"Old lady, no, absolutely no!" Mr. Guo Wu was also anxious.
"My decision has been made!" Old Master Guo snorted coldly and said, "Guo Songlin is the grandson of me, Guo Shaoshan, and my descendant, so he is qualified to enter the ancestral hall and be enshrined by future generations."
Seeing that Mrs. Guo insisted on this, everyone couldn't say anything further.
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In the Guo family's meeting hall.
A group of people gathered together, Guo Fourth Master, Guo Fifth Master, Guo Changhe, Guo Xudong, Guo Ping... basically all the people in the Guo family's core circle were present. There were as many as twenty or thirty people. Everyone was sitting
On a chair.
Fourth Master Guo and Fifth Master Guo were sitting side by side in the center of the lobby, with a tea cup beside their arms.
However, the two of them had solemn expressions and complicated eyes.
"Fourth Master, look at what happened." Guo Fifth Master sighed and said, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Guo Yi poured into Old Mrs. Guo. He actually agreed to put Guo Songlin's body into the ancestral hall. It's really too humiliating.
It’s unbelievable.”
"Alas..." Fourth Master Guo sighed and said, "This memorial service has been held at the ancestral hall. How many people in the Guo family have done this?"
For as long as Mr. Guo could remember, he remembered that his grandfather, Grandpa Guo’s father, held a memorial service at the Guo Ancestral Hall. Even Grandpa Guo’s brothers had never received such courtesy.
"Fourth, how many days do you really want to postpone the old lady's 100th birthday?" asked Fifth Master Guo.
"This..." Mr. Guo frowned and said, "The invitations have been sent out. If you want to change them... I'm afraid it's too late!"
"Humph, why should we change it?" At this time, Guo Ping smiled disdainfully, stood up and said, "Grandpa, doesn't Guo Yi want to hold a memorial service? Let's also hold a memorial service for Mrs. Guo's 100th birthday. When we turn around, we will
Making a big fuss next door will bring bad luck to him. Hum. We should invite all the people from Nan'an to a banquet and let them see the Guo Yi family's joke. Let the whole world laugh at it."
Guo Ping's words immediately made everyone's eyes show surprise.
When red and white events collide, whoever is more popular will have the upper hand and will be suppressed by the other party.
On the 100th birthday of Grandpa Guo, many social celebrities and social dignitaries in Nan'an will come to pay their respects. Who will pay attention to Guo Songlin's death? Who will have time to offer incense to Guo Songlin? At that time, there will be a huge crowd of people on one side and it will be very lively.
; On one side is a deserted and deserted place. I'm afraid that if Guo Songlin sees it, he won't be able to live in peace after death, right?
"Yeah!" When Guo Wuye heard this, he smiled and said, "Ping'er's words make sense."
"Not bad, not bad!" Fourth Master Guo also nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that his opinion was adopted by his elders, Guo Ping said proudly: "When the time comes, we will set off fireworks and perform dragon dances at the entrance of the ancestral hall... and then invite all the celebrities in Nan'an to come. Guo Yina must
It’s an ugly death for the boy, and he regrets that he brought shame upon himself by placing his father’s body in the Guo Ancestral Hall.”
"Yes, yes!" A bunch of people liked it one after another.
Afterwards, a group of people discussed the details.
As for Mrs. Guo's 100th birthday, it will naturally not be postponed. Instead, it will be scheduled on the day when Guo Yi's father will be buried.
Guo Clan Ancestral Hall.
The mourning hall is very grand and grand.
The huge mourning curtain stretched more than three feet and was decorated with various white flowers and white cranes. Above the mourning hall, there was a portrait of Guo Songlin with a bright smile. This was taken eight years ago when Guo Songlin was at the height of his career.
, it can be said that he is majestic and full of smiles.
It's a pity that things in the world have changed and fate has its way with people.
Guo Yi wears mourning clothes and a hemp crown on his head. As an adopted daughter, Chen Anqi naturally wears mourning clothes like Guo Yi.
Keeping vigil is a tradition of the Chinese people.
Future generations must keep vigil for their ancestors and must keep vigil for their ancestors.
Although Guo Caijie has no obligation to keep vigil, she is still by Guo Yi's side.
"Brother Guo Yi." Guo Caijie held his hand and said, "Don't be sad. Uncle is gone, don't you still have Sister Chen and me?"
"Silly girl." Guo Yi pinched her cheek and said, "Have you ever seen me sad? I am happy."
"Ah?" Guo Caijie was stunned.
"My father has been suffering for eight years, and now he finally chooses to be freed. I should be happy." Guo Yi sighed, looked up at the majestic mourning hall, and said: "If you continue to lie down, that is not good for your body, but also for your health."
Torment of the soul.”
My father's illness cannot be cured.
Even if Guo Yigui is the Holy Hand of Xinglin, he can't do anything. This is the pain of being a son of man.
"That's good!" Guo Caijie nodded.
"You should go back early." Guo Yi smiled and said, "Don't let others laugh. After all, this is just your uncle."
"Yeah!" Guo Caijie nodded.
At night, the candlelight flickered. Chen Anqi was tired of crying, so she fell asleep in Guo Yi's arms.
Guo Yi knelt and sat in front of the mourning hall, holding Sister Chen in his arms.
The night is deep and my heart is peaceful.
The candlelight flickered, and there seemed to be a bad premonition.
The next day.
Fireworks are set off at the door and joy is played.
"Guo Ping, what do you mean?" Chen Anqi was furious and rushed to the door to argue with Guo Ping and others.
"What do you mean?" Guo Ping stood aside and sneered: "You are only allowed to set fires, but we are not allowed to light lamps? On Old Mrs. Guo's 100th birthday, shouldn't we set off salutes and play joy? You are only allowed to hold funerals here.