Octavia looked at her elders in the family with tears in her eyes.
Ming Huaiyuan and Ming Shiyuan were completely immersed in the grief of losing their mother.
Ming Liang is already old and has lost his wife of 60 years, who has been with him day and night. At this time, he is no longer able to take charge of the overall situation.
Although Octavia was no less sad than them, he knew that in this situation, he had to stand up and take on the matter, and he was not allowed to let out his emotions.
Suppressing the grief in his heart, he quickly calmed down and started to deal with the current affairs.
Ming Liang just said that he would hold a funeral for Feng Xiaoyu according to Micheng customs. He knew nothing about it, and his eyesight dimmed.
Regardless of the custom, the deceased old man must be given a shroud first.
The most urgent task is to quickly put on Feng Xiaoyu's shroud.
It's just that the old man passed away unexpectedly, so he had to buy a shroud now.
Thinking of what a decent and loving person Feng Xiaoyu was during her lifetime, but after her death, she didn't even prepare a custom-made shroud for her.
Now, I can only choose one for my beloved grandma in a hurry, and maybe I still can’t find one that suits me.
This kind of emergency relief does not mean that everything will go well if you have money.
Her portrait and coffin also had to be prepared temporarily.
It was really hasty and not decent at all.
Octavia feels deeply guilty.
There is no way, this is the only way for now.
You have to act quickly to prepare the shroud, otherwise the old man's body will become stiff.
Xu Zhian has to handle this matter. He is good at it and reliable.
Needless to say, the people here in the Ming family are capable of doing things, but they just don't know the ropes and can't do it well.
Just as he was looking for Xu Zhian in the crowd, Xu Zhiyi and Xu Zhian walked quickly into the house from outside.
Xu Zhiyi was in front, holding an old-fashioned bundle; Xu Zhian was in the back, wrapping a rectangular object in black cloth.
Xu Zhiyi walked to Mingrui and opened the bag. Inside was a set of lavender satin shrouds with very fine workmanship.
Lilac is Feng Xiaoyu's favorite color.
Xu Zhiyi stretched out his hand to hold Mingrui's hand, his nose was red, and he was crying uncontrollably:
"Husband, don't worry. Grandma's shroud and portrait have been prepared for a long time. Grandma took them out and showed them to me before. I know where they are.
The coffin should also be prepared. Grandpa and parents should know about it and wait until they calm down before asking.
Now hurry up and ask your parents and aunt to put a shroud on grandma. "
Mingrui looked at Xu Zhiyi, tears streaming down his face, and he blamed himself even more.
It turned out that these old people had been prepared for a long time. Even Xu Zhiyi, his granddaughter-in-law, knew about it, but he didn't know anything about it.
Busy, what is he busy with all day? !
Seeing this, Xu Zhiyi quickly wiped his tears, "Octavia, don't blame yourself, it's normal that you don't know these things, and I don't know anything about these things from my grandparents.
I also learned about these things occasionally when I was pregnant and stayed with my grandma for a long time.
The shroud was originally prepared by the children for the elderly. Your parents and aunt are still alive. These things are not your turn. This is not your responsibility and you cannot take it away. "
Xu Zhian, who was standing nearby, said firmly:
"Brother-in-law, my sister is right. This is custom, human nature and ethics. I can't blame you.
Hurry up and put a shroud on grandma. I know the details of it. I will tell you while you are putting it on. "
Mingrui no longer hesitated, took the shroud, walked to Feng Xiaoyu's bed, and under the guidance of Xu Zhian, assisted Ming Huaiyuan, Ming Shiyuan, and Zhou Lan to put on the old man's shroud.
Obviously, the shroud was made by Feng Xiaoyu according to the customs of Micheng during his lifetime. The traditional seven-piece suit for the elderly, of course, there are also nine-piece suits. She thought it was too extravagant and did not choose it.
The seven-piece shroud includes a close-fitting top and trousers, jacket and trousers, cotton coat and trousers, plus a cloak, as well as corresponding accessories and accessories.
Fortunately, Xu Zhi An guided them step by step, otherwise those people would not have known how to put a shroud on a deceased old man.
Especially those accessories and accessories, if you don’t know the details, you will make mistakes at any time.
The shroud fit well, and Feng Xiaoyu looked particularly decent in it.
Feng Xiaoyu, who put on the shroud, looked more peaceful and peaceful, as if sleeping peacefully.
After the old man was temporarily settled, the Ming family felt sad in their hearts and started crying again.
Xu Zhiyi knelt next to Octavia, staring at Feng Xiaoyu's peaceful face, with tears streaming down his face.
When Xu Cheng saw this posture, he called Xu Zhian directly and said, "Xiao An, what should I do about Micheng's funeral? Do you know?"
Xu Zhian shook his head, "Dad, I haven't seen him and I don't know, but Yin Yang, who always organizes funerals, should know. Even if he doesn't know, he can still contact his colleagues in Micheng.
Leave this matter to me and I will implement it immediately.
However, Dad, we have to get the consent of my brother-in-law’s family in advance for this matter. If we decide rashly, even if we have good intentions, we may do bad things. "
Xu Cheng nodded, "I know, just wait and I'll discuss it with them."
After speaking, he went to find Ming Huaiyuan.
Ming Huaiyuan was the son, and he had to take charge of his mother's funeral. It was not Mingrui's turn to make the decision.
When talking about this, Xu Cheng did not avoid other people in the Ming family.
The Ming family was well versed in officialdom and business matters. If the funeral was held according to Acropolis customs, even if they didn't understand it, they could just pay someone to do it decently.
After all, everyone knew the customs of the Acropolis, and the people who invited them did not dare to fool them.
Now, according to the old man's last wish, the funeral must be held according to the customs of Micheng. No one understands it, and it is impossible to figure it out for a while. Without a reliable person to worry about it, even if you have money, this matter may not be able to be completed. All aspects.
A funeral is like a birth. If you miss it, you will miss it. It is irreversible. The regret is lifelong.
Upon hearing Xu Cheng's inquiry, Ming Huaiyuan and Zhou Lan did not reply immediately.
Zhou Lan wanted her mother's family to handle the matter.
She found Zhou Feng and Zhou Zijun in the crowd, winked at them, and wanted them to come forward.
Zhou Feng agreed and was about to step forward with Zhou Zijun. Ming Shiyuan, who had rarely spoken since Feng Xiaoyu's death, spoke:
“My parents-in-law, the Ming family knew nothing about these matters, and my mother suddenly left west, so she had no intention or ability to handle it herself.
The person we trust most is your in-laws. From now on, my mother’s funeral will be arranged by the in-laws with full authority.
The necessary personnel and property are at your disposal. Please help us organize my mother's funeral in a proper and dignified manner, please. "
When Zhou Lan heard this, she hurriedly interrupted: "No, Shiyuan, we haven't discussed this matter yet, let's discuss it first..."
"Leave it to the in-laws. With Xiao An's help, there will be no mistakes. That's it."
Ming Liang interrupted Zhou Lan and decided directly.
Mingrui glanced at Ming Huaiyuan and signaled him to express his position quickly without wasting any more time.
Ming Huaiyuan paused and said, "My dear, please act quickly."
When Zhou Lan saw this, it was hard to say anything.
Zhou Feng and Zhou Zijun had no choice but to retreat to their original positions.
However, to be honest, if this matter is really left to them, they have no idea.
Every other line is like a mountain. It doesn't mean you can deal with emergencies just because you have the heart and money.
Xu Cheng didn't refuse, he immediately agreed and started making arrangements.
Soon, Xu Zhian contacted the famous onmyoji in Micheng through the onmyoji in Wei City and decided on the onmyoji who would hold the funeral.
There are six in Micheng and three in Acropolis. The onmyoji in charge is the master of Micheng.
He has booked tickets for the six of them and they can get to the Acropolis in the afternoon.
Before they came, the three Onmyoji from Acropolis first set up the mourning hall.
In terms of mourning hall construction, the paper goods of Mi City and Acropolis are basically the same.
However, there is a difficult problem before the Ming family. They have to choose by themselves. Even Xu Cheng and Xu Zhian cannot decide for them.
