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Seeing that the old man had died, Zhang Luo hurried forward, stretched out his hand to open the old man's mouth, stuffed the cotton wool he had prepared under his chin, and stuffed a copper coin wrapped in red paper into his mouth, and said: " With money in your mouth, your descendants will be prosperous."
Then cut a strand of hair from the end of Bokai's hair, roll it into a ball with dough, put a stick in it and stuff it into the old man's hand. "After you die, go to the West. The journey to the West is long, and there are many vicious dogs. Use it to beat the dogs." Stick, beat the evil dog with the stick, stuff the dog's mouth with bread, make the road safe and smooth, and bless the future generations."
Zhang Luo also placed a lighted soybean oil lamp under the coffin and a bowl of half-cooked dumplings with chopped dumplings on top. Use a weight to press down on the old man's chest to prevent his body from being deceived.
The corpse was temporarily arranged, and Boss Zhu was sent out to put a piece of white paper on the door to show that the family had a funeral. Then the people in the house began to cry and make mourning flags. They cut two pieces of matt paper into two pieces, one piece for each age of the deceased, plus one piece for the sky and one piece for the ground, for a total of seventy-five pieces. The sheets are stacked and cut into three sections with semicircular paper. The first and second sections are divided into two columns, one column is about two inches wide, and the other column is about an inch wide, and the length is equal to the width of the paper. They are all cut with money marks; the third section is rectangular, with a square hole cut in the middle of the bottom, and connected with ropes twisted from green hemp. , carried on a long pole, with the man on the left, and asked Boss Zhu to hang it on the left hand side of the gate, first to call for spirits and secondly to pay tribute to everyone.
Not to mention the folks in the countryside, relatives in other places also need to report the news, so the two eldest grandsons Bo Kai and Bo Rong naturally took the job. Bo Kai was sent to his father-in-law's house in the city, and he had to Bring Qiaoran back to keep him alive. Borong went to Fangjiazhuang and had to deliver a message to Fang's family, Meizi and Moli.
The two of them had already dressed respectfully, and set off separately with the mourning clothes made at home. Just talking about Bo Rong. When Fang Zhuangzi arrived, he first went to Meizi's house according to his proximity and age, holding mourning clothes under his arm. After entering the house to meet each other, he knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "My grandfather passed away at the first moment of Xu."
When Meizi heard this, she immediately started crying. Chapter 334: The man who paid a funeral for Meizi hurriedly took some food to Bo Rong. He couldn’t leave empty-handed when he came to announce the funeral, so Bo Rong took a symbolic bite and then went back to Bo Rong. Go to Moli's house and Fang's natal family to deliver messages.
Grandma Hehuā was already lying down. After hearing the news, she quickly got up. After asking clearly, she couldn't help complaining: "It's true for your mother. My father-in-law is ill and doesn't even come to send a message for such a serious matter. We didn't even take a look, how could this good thing be gone?" Everyone at home also got busy, packing things to go to the funeral, and also helping out.
That night the three families gathered together. A carriage was driving along with Borong. Four carriages came together to Qijia Village. Everyone was silent on the road. Occasionally, I heard a few sobs. As soon as they entered the village, Meizi and Moli followed the rules and burst into tears. As they approached the door of their house, the people inside got the news. The female relatives were busy crying to welcome him, and when they met, they knelt down and worshiped each other. Then the family members went in, supporting the two aunts who had come to attend the funeral.
Qiaoran was also picked up by Bo Rong, and Qiaoran's parents also came to help. Grandma Hehuā led her son and daughter-in-law to help organize the reception inside and outside, and the scene quickly stabilized.
Zhang Luo saw that all the relatives of the deceased had returned, so he directed everyone to go to the Tutu Temple to report to the temple. Lao Zhutou held the incense paper plate in his hand and led his descendants and grandchildren to the Tutu Temple. They were silent when they went there and were not allowed to cry.
Only Zhang Luo was heard saying: "Master Yama is in charge of life and death, Master Tutu is in charge of custody. Stay in Tutu Temple for three days so that you can report to Yama Hall."
After sending the soul of the deceased to the Earth Temple, he cried out in mourning on the way back. In the next three days, we have to deliver soup and water every day to worship the souls.
Normally, the coffin remains closed for three days. Zhang Luo instructed: "During this period, men will not shave their heads and women will not comb their hair. They will sleep on a thatch pillow and wait in front of the spirit day and night to fulfill their filial piety. At three o'clock a day, incense and paper will be burned, and wine will be poured and weeping for sacrifices. As the saying goes, 'Morning Burn the chicken crow paper, burn the incense in the evening..."
On the next day, all the neighbors and friends came to express their condolences. As the saying goes, the deceased is the most senior, and the ordinary people should bow once and kowtow in front of the soul, while the younger people should bow three times and then send incense paper, elegiac couplets or funeral curtains.
The filial sons and grandsons of the family have to stand by and kowtow, and when the condolences are over, they have to come forward to express their gratitude.
Zhang Luo shouted from the side: "Filial sons and virtuous grandsons, kneel down... kowtow once, kowtow again, kowtow three times... Xing..."
I wish the family a prosperous life, and the sons can take turns kneeling on the floor to write filial piety. Guests are received in the east room, and the female family members lead their children to play paper money and fold ingots in the west room. Every morning, noon and evening, people have to go to the Tutu Temple to deliver soup. Unlike Bao Temple, both men and women are required to deliver soup. Lao Zhutou is the leader, holding an earthen pot of water in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other hand to scoop up the water and sprinkle it along the way. , Eat the wandering ghosts in the wild.
Everyone in the family followed behind and cried. Halfway through, the women had to stop and knelt on the roadside to cry and offer sacrifices. The men followed Lao Zhutou to burn paper and incense in front of the Tutu Temple to worship the gods and offer sacrifices.
As the eldest grandson, Zhu Laotou has been the busiest these days. All etiquette and rules require the eldest son to raise the grandson. Lao Zhutou is getting older, so he naturally can't shirk it. Fortunately, his son has also started a family, so he can help. Share some of the work.
Lao Zhutou followed the people invited to go up the mountain to offer sacrifices to Kueng, burn the written sacrificial inscriptions in front of the ancestral graves, and then burn incense paper. In the early morning of the next day after offering sacrifices to Kueng, he would bring people to open the ceremony. He still had to burn incense and paper, and then put an egg on it. If the blade of the hoe is broken, the hoe will be dug three times first, and then someone else will dig it out. After the hole is laid, someone must be left to guard and spread it. On the beaten base, place ten pieces of money at equal intervals, six on each side. A package of coffin cake and a package of Yinzi bran are placed in each of the four corners, which symbolizes the prosperity of descendants.
The night before the funeral, after the sun had set, Mr. Zhu led his whole family to the entrance of the village to burn a bundle for the old man. He also found someone to tie up the paper figures, horses, gold and silver treasures, his clothes during his lifetime, and piles of incense paper with holes punched in them. A bunch of bosses.
Zhang Luo held a piece of yellow paper and recited a few words to himself: "My loving father wishes Xushan that he will reach the peak of happiness in this life, ride a crane to the west, and live at the age of seventy-three... Work hard all his life, be an honest man all his life, do good deeds and accumulate virtues in the next life, and leave a lasting legacy." The house is full of children and grandchildren. In order to repay the kindness of raising the father after his father passed away, the children and grandchildren spent a lot of money to buy a bay-red horse. The horse boy was named conveniently, the golden boy was named usable, and the beautiful girl was named sweetly. They served their father in front of and behind the horse, and sent him to There are tens of thousands of taels of gold and silver, tens of thousands of green coins, and several pieces of clothing. The above properties are all carried by the old man. Please let them pass at all checkpoints without detaining them. It is strictly forbidden for strong gods and evil ghosts to block the road and rob them. Use this as a guide. As evidence…”
Then he gave old Zhu Tou a filial piety stick, pulled him to stand in front of the horse's head and said, "Uncle, if I say something, you can read it after me."
"Dad, Southwest Road, Mingguang Avenue, if there is a big road, don't take the small roads. Take the middle of the three main roads. If you are intercepted, use the road as evidence."
After saying that, he burned the road first, and then several torches gathered on the pile of coils, and the flames shot up into the sky. Leader Lao Zhu led the whole family to kneel aside, and kept crying: "Dad, my son is here for you." Money...Dad..."
On the morning of the third day after the burial, after delivering soup and water to the Tutu Temple, the most important step is the encoffining and the raising of the deceased. The red paint of the coffin has already been painted with patterns such as the Nantian Gate. The bottom is sprinkled with lime or plant ash, a layer of straw, and then a layer of soybean residue. After the preparations are completed, the old man's body is supported on the mattress. Get it up and put it into the coffin. The bedding, clothes and hats are neatly arranged, and the surroundings are stuffed with grain and grass. After the stuffing is done, the old man first burns incense, paper, and wine to worship.
Family members, according to their seniority and age, circle around the coffin to take one last look at the deceased. After that, the coffin lid will be nailed, and the two will never see each other again.
Grandma Hehuā was a person who had experienced a lot of things. She had already told her two sons to hold Lao Zhu's head, while her two daughters-in-law were sent to help Yang. She followed behind her daughter, holding the bolt with one hand. His eyes glanced at Hehuā and Bonin from time to time.
Lao Zhutou cried so hard that he held the edge of the coffin with both hands and reached out to touch the old man. Fang's two brothers stopped him in a hurry. Zhang Luo also said quickly: "Don't let your tears fall into the coffin, and don't put your hands in it." The coffin must be stretched inside, otherwise the deceased will not be able to walk steadily.”
After everyone said goodbye, the coffin lid was closed, and the whole family knelt in front of the coffin and cried together, their lamentations shaking the sky.
Zhang Luo took out seven descendant nails. Lao Zhu held a hammer on his head and riveted the lid and side of the coffin tightly one by one according to the position specified by Zhang Luo. Every time he nailed a nail, he cried: "Dad, hide the nails..." At home. The juniors also knelt down and shouted in confusion.
At this time, the incense table and curtains had been removed, and only the paper basin of incense was left in front of the coffin. Zhang Luo chopped up a bowl filled with water on the left side of the mourning hall door, severing the mortal connection between the deceased and the living. At the same time, he shouted: Today is a good day and auspicious times, cut it off. Good mourning. A filial son mourns! "
The family cried loudly, and the coffin bearers gathered by the villagers came forward, lifted the coffin and walked out of the house. Old Zhu handed the stick of filial piety to Boss Zhu, and walked ahead holding the filial piety basin. The coffin went out and covered the coffin cover. The sky cannot be seen from above, and the earth cannot be seen from below.
The pole bearers were in position, and Zhang Luo shouted: "Get up!"
Lao Zhutou smashed the incense paper basin to the ground, and the sound of blowing started immediately. The coffin was slowly lifted up. The God who opened the way was in front with a whip, Lao Zhutou beat the flag and followed closely behind. Mr. Fu is the eldest grandson. The son-in-law followed Lao Zhutou and threw paper money, and the men followed closely. The female family members were not allowed to go up the mountain, so they had to be sent to the foot of the mountain, and they went home crying.
After the coffin left the door, the female relatives all returned home. The sweeper who had been invited long ago was also waiting in the yard. With a broom, he thoroughly swept the kang where Mr. Zhu slept, and then cleaned it. I wish the old man had poured out the pillow husks he had slept on, rubbed them together into a dustpan, and sent them to the village to be burned together with the broom. This would be the end of the family.
He Hua stood on the edge of the Kang, looking at the clean Tukang. On the window sill were several notebooks that she had read to the old man before. The bedding was stacked neatly in the corner, and the cups from which the old man drank water were all covered. It was still lying on the Kang table, as if she just went out for a walk and would be back at any time... The more she looked at it, the more her nose felt sore, but she had dried up her tears in the past few days, so she could only rub her red, swollen and sore eyes and bite them tightly. He pressed his lower lip to prevent himself from crying. ! ! !
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