Yun Dalang's death brought Zheng Ping's family not only pain, but also financial problems.
Yun Yanhui didn't realize this at first, and only cared whether Zheng Ping would be too sad. Until he saw Zheng Ping draw a pattern, and then began to kesi.
Inexplicably, the fan face is very delicate, and it is quite a bit of a day and night posture. Yunyan stunned in her heart, feeling that something is not right.
One day, Hu Sanniang came to chat with Zheng Ping and asked if someone had been found to transport Yun Da's body back to Beijing.
Zheng Ping said sadly that Yun Dalang died of drowning, and the corpse was gone. Hu Sanniang's face suddenly turned ugly, so she comforted Zheng Ping again, and she could go to Daxiangguo Temple to pray for blessings.
Zheng Ping wiped away her tears and said that was exactly what she wanted to do.
Yun Yan immediately understood when he returned, the ancients attached great importance to the aftermath, and even if they didn't have to transport Yun Dalang's corpse back, they would have to spend a lot of money to organize the funeral.
The daily expenses of the family are not enough. It is not realistic to have a funeral, plus the cost of inviting the monk to do Buddhist deeds.
The only way is to sell Zheng Pingkesi for money.
Yun Yanhui didn't know what Zheng Ping was hiding, and there was no way to dissuade her, so she could only watch Zheng Ping take more than a month to create a lifelike fan of hibiscus.
This cost Zheng Ping a lot of energy, and it made her lose a lot of weight. Yun Yanhui didn't know how much the fan sold for, but after Zheng Ping went to Xiuxiang, she bought meat for them when she came back.
Next, I asked the enthusiastic neighbors to organize the funeral, and set up a burial for Yun Dalang. Furthermore, if you invite these neighbors, you must also provide tea and rice.
It was also at this time that Yun Yanhui realized that Yun Dalang had no other family members. Neighbors have not asked this question, and most likely they have already inquired about it and know why not.
Yun Yanhui suspected that his father was also an orphan. Even if his parents died, he wouldn't even have any relatives. People in this era were all relatives.
Zheng Ping wanted to greet both inside and out, and Shuang Yi took care of her two younger brothers.
It's just that, on weekdays, Shuangyi herself was frightened during the funeral. She had never met Yun Dalang, but she had a vague idea of death. Seeing people coming and going, her adoptive mother wept from time to time, of course she was afraid. .
Fortunately, Yun Yanhui was not an ordinary child, but instead took care of Shuang Yilai and took her and Xiaobao with her. Yun Yanhui's calm attitude made Shuang Yi calm down a lot, and she also decided not to worry her mother, she should take good care of her younger brothers.
During this period, no one dared to disturb Zheng Ping casually. Yun Yanhui's trousers were frayed, so he asked Shuang Yi to help him fix it.
Shuang Yi carefully filled half of it, but Yun Yan picked it up and looked at it. No matter how you looked at it, she felt that the stitches were too sparse and not very neat.
"I just learned..." Shuang Yi said.
There was only half of it, Yun Yanhui resolutely pinched the needle and thread, and made it up by herself. It's just to mend a pair of trousers, no complicated stitches are needed, this stitch is even neater than Shuangyi's.
Yun Yan thought back to herself, was it because I was too talented, or did Shuangyi not get rich overnight...
Shuang Yi lowered her head in shame, her brother hadn't touched a needle for a day, but he sewed better than her! Also, when she was doing something under the kitchen sometimes, it was Brother Yan who reminded her.
"Brother Yan, I will definitely practice qaq well."
"It's alright, learn slowly." Yun Yanhui seemed to be an elder.
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Besides, Zheng Ping, she invited seven monks from Daxiangguo Temple to come back to do Buddhist services. First, they summoned their souls. Then, because of Yun Dalang's untimely death, the bones were not able to return home, and she even recited the scriptures for seven days.
Most of the people who came to offer condolences were neighbors and some old friends of Yun Dalang. They looked at their orphans and widowed mothers with pity.
Because he had a friendship with the monk Mingran, he was also invited.
After I came to understand, I heard other people say that Zheng Ping actually received the news of his death on the day he returned from him, and his mood became very complicated. At this time, the monk who was doing Buddhist deeds saw it, and he couldn't help but listen to the action, and came over to salute, "Uncle understand."
He sighed, and stopped drinking the tea. He replaced the leading monk and recited the scriptures by himself.
"How does this make..." Zheng Ping wiped her eyes.
It was clear that he insisted on reciting the scriptures, and it was not until the evening that the great monk replaced him and ate some food.
Obviously, I don't know much about the situation of Zheng Ping's family. I only asked Zheng Ping a little. I knew that her husband was out of business, but Zheng Ping didn't say that it had been a while since there was no news. So I thought that after Zheng Ping's husband passed away, the burden on the family would increase, but in fact, Zheng Ping was already in charge.
Aiwu and Wu, of course, told him that if he had any difficulties, he could come to Daxiangguo Temple to find him.
Zheng Ping thanked her solemnly, and asked Yunyan to come back and salute Lingran.
Yun Yan tried to follow Zheng Ping as much as possible these days. Of course, there was nothing she could not agree with. The monk was so old that it would not be a disadvantage to bow.
Later, Yun Yanhui thought about it again and felt that Zheng Ping might have thought about it at that time and asked for help.
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After Yun Dalang's funeral, Zheng Ping's whole body seemed to be hollowed out. She lost her energy and did not do any embroidery work for several days. But last time she probably made a lot of money selling fans, so even if she didn't work, she still ate well at home.
Limited by the times, it is still a kind of wheat rice and bean rice, but the quality of the food is much higher.
It can be seen that no matter where they are, the top craftsmen must be doing well...
One day, Zheng Ping was cooking, Shuang Yi was dancing in the courtyard, and Yun Yan Hui sat at the door and watched. There is a woven pergola in the front eaves of his house, extending out for a section, and the bottom is a clean slate.
Yun Yan Hui sat under it, and Xiao Bao crawled around beside him. On the surface, Shuang Yi was leading the two of them, but Yun Yan was actually staring back at the two children.
That's all for Xiaobao. After Shuangyi went out recently, she has been looking forward to going out. Although he lived at the back door of Kaifeng Mansion, Yun Yanhui had to be vigilant. When Zheng Ping was not in front of him, he consciously came out to watch.
At this time, an old woman walked outside the fence and looked at the courtyard.
Shuang Yi lowered his head and jumped the grid without noticing, but Yun Yanhui saw it at a glance. A few days ago, his family was holding a funeral, and many neighbors came, so even if he didn't go out very much, Yun Yanhui looked at the neighbors very well. This old woman has never been seen before.
The old woman swept her gaze a few times in the yard, and then met Yun Yanhui. Seeing his face, she was stunned for a moment, and then she showed a look of surprise.
At this time, Shuang Yi also saw her, took a few steps back, and walked under the pergola, a little shy.
The old woman smiled slightly and asked, "Does Madam Zheng live here?"
Shuang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "Wait a moment." She went to the kitchen to call Zheng Ping.
The old woman looked back at Yun Yan, and then at Xiao Bao, with a strange look in her eyes.
Yun Yanhui crossed Xiaobao's arms with both hands, lifted him up, turned around and sat on the threshold together.
After a short time, Zheng Ping also came out, wiped the water stains from her hands on her apron, and looked up at the fence.
From Yun Yanhui's point of view, she couldn't see her expression, but she could see that her body was stiff.
Seeing Zheng Ping, the old woman shouted excitedly, "Liu Niang, it's really you!"
Zheng Ping turned around in a panic, and said to Shuangyi, "Bring the brothers back to the house."
"Oh..." Shuang Yi took Yun Yanhui and Xiaobao's hands and walked into the room, but even she sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and turned back three steps.
Yun Yanhui was pulled into the room, and immediately "shush" Shuangyi, and then quietly walked to the door to peek.
Zheng Ping didn't let the old woman in, and the two stood at the gate talking in a low voice.
The old woman took out a fan in her hand, and Yun Yanhui recognized it immediately. The Kesi fan was clearly the one that Zheng Ping made before.
The old woman was talking to Zheng Ping, but when she got excited, her voice increased a little, but Yun Yan, who was smart and saw, heard her say, "Liu Niang, you are still so young! Since that person is already... you Just agree, Langjun and his wife will definitely let go of the past."
"Mother-in-law is going to say more, I won't agree!" Zheng Ping interrupted her with a look of anger. She looked around to see that no neighbors noticed, and turned around angrily.
Seeing that she ignored her, the old woman leaned against the fence and sighed, "Liu Niang, think about it again, mother-in-law will go back first."