Regarding the funeral arrangements, before Ga Po left, Ga Gong had already arranged for his uncle and aunt, Yang Ruoqing’s parents, as well as Lao Yangtou, Luo Blacksmith, Wang Hongquan, Wang Hongtao, and several highly respected village elders in the village. Getting together is basically already arranged in advance.
Since the Sun family has lived in Changping Village for nearly ten years, the Sun family and Cao Bamei have already married into the old Yang family. They are in-laws with the old Yang family.
When he arrived at Dajie's place, he married Huang Mao, the daughter of Da Niu's family.
Daniu himself has brothers, sisters, and cousins. They are all in the same village, otherwise they are scattered in neighboring villages.
Therefore, the Sun family and Changping Village can be said to be inextricably linked. In the eyes of everyone, they are completely from Changping Village.
If the Sun family is willing, Li Zheng and several village elders can allocate a piece of land on the mountain behind the village for Mrs. Sun to be buried here.
But deep down in their hearts, Mrs. Sun and Lao Suntou still want to return to their roots and go back to the ravines where their ancestors have inhabited for generations.
Therefore, the funeral arrangements were that as soon as Old Mrs. Sun fell down, the Sun family would immediately set up a mourning hall at home to receive relatives and friends from Changping Village who came to pay their respects.
In view of the hot weather, it was difficult for Mrs. Sun's body to be kept for a long time, so it could only be kept in Changping Village for one day at most.
That is to say, we will mourn during the day, stay at Sun's house for another night, and set off tonight at the ugly time to support the soul back to Sunjiagou.
It must be around four o'clock in the morning, which is the time to find the Taoist priest for calculation.
Then everyone in the Sun family, Yang Huazhong and his wife, sisters Yang Ruoqing, Xiaoan, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo, Dazhi, Luo Tiejiang, Yang Yongjin, Cao Bamei's family, Yang Yongzhi, Yang Huaming, and Wang Hongquan all escorted Mrs. Sun back to Sunjiagou.
"Sister, please help me talk to my mother and father. I am the granddaughter-in-law of the Sun family. How can I stay at home alone after my grandma passed away?" Huang Mao dragged Yang Ruoqing outside the mourning hall, red His eyes were begging.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Huang Mao's belly, which looked like a big watermelon, and said: "You are pregnant with Liujia now, so it's not very convenient for you to move. You have to climb mountains and ridges to get to Sunjiagou. You guys have to go there." Carrying such a heavy coffin on a mountain road, I can’t even care about you.”
"I can take care of myself and won't hold anyone back..." Huang Mao roared anxiously.
"Sister, although I have only been in the Sun family for a short period of time, I often came to the Sun family to play when I was a child. She was very kind to me at that time and would grab me delicious snacks every time she came back."
"When I grew up, I became associated with the Sun family. I became the Sun family's daughter-in-law. A few months after I entered the family, my grandma treated me like my own granddaughter. Now that she is on her last journey, I feel sad if I don't give her away. …”
Huang Mao started crying again as he spoke.
Yang Ruoqing held Huang Mao's shoulders, her own tears falling slowly.
She didn't know how many tears she had shed throughout the night and half of the day, and her eyes were sore.
"Huang Mao, you are a good wife, everyone is watching," Yang Ruoqing said.
"You are a twin now, and you can't bear the fatigue of climbing mountains and ridges. Everyone will be sad when Ga Po is gone. What will happen to you when the time comes? What will everyone do?"
"I, Ga Po, have knowledge, and I only hope that you, mother and son, are safe. You stay at home and wait for us. As long as you have my Ga Po in your heart, that's enough. My Ga Po will understand, and so will everyone else... ..." Yang Ruoqing said.
Huang Mao sobbed, "I'm not filial, I'm not filial..."
Yang Ruoqing took out a piece of handkerchief and wiped Huang Mao's tears, "You are pregnant, so you can't cry too much. It's not good for the child. Be obedient!"
At this moment, Da Sun came over from that side.
During this half day and night, Mrs. Sun was busy here and there, receiving relatives and friends who came to pay their respects, and she had to endure the grief of losing her mother.
The whole person was holding on hard and looked haggard as if he was several years older.
The eyes are swollen, the nose is red, the face is pale, and the steps are somewhat sloppy.
"Mom is so overworked, I can't share her burden. I'm really not a good wife..." Huang Mao looked at the approaching Sun family and said even more ashamed.
At this moment, Da Sun also saw Yang Ruoqing and Huang Mao standing in the corner, and Da Sun quickly came to the two of them.
"Huang Mao, I'm looking for you. Mom has something to tell you." Da Sun said.
"Mom, just give me your orders," Huang Mao said.
Da Sun took Huang Mao's hand. Da Sun, who always had a loud voice and a fierce personality, would always soften her voice when facing her daughter-in-law.
"We are going to support Ling back to her hometown, Sunjiagou, in the middle of the night tonight. I'm worried that you will be scared if you leave a big-bellied woman like you in this yard. I have made an agreement with your mother and brothers that you can go first in the next few days. Let's stay at my mother's house for a few days, and then I'll pick you up when we come back?" Mrs. Dasun said.
Huang Mao shook his head, "Mom, I want to go back to Sunjiagou with you, go back to our hometown and have a look..."
Da Sun glared at Huang Mao: "What time has it been? Don't be willful."
"Listen to me, go back to your mother's house for a few days and raise the baby with peace of mind. At this juncture, your baby has just passed away, and our whole family is going through difficulties. Mother can't take care of you anymore, so I can only leave you to you." My biological mother will take care of me."
Huang Mao burst into tears.
Mrs. Sun glanced at Yang Ruoqing again, "Qing'er, please persuade this girl, I have to go to the mourning hall."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Auntie, go and do your work. I'll just persuade her."
After Mrs. Sun left, Yang Ruoqing looked away and looked at Huang Mao and said, "Look, what a good mother-in-law. Stop crying and raise the baby with peace of mind. When the time comes, give birth to a fat and white baby to dilute their sorrow. "
"After the child is born, we will take the child back to Sunjiagou to burn incense for my grandma and kowtow a few more times."
Yang Ruoqing's persuasion calmed down Huang Mao's mood.
Huang Mao went back to the house to pack his clothes, while Yang Ruoqing turned around and returned to the mourning hall.
In the mourning hall, Ms. Sun was too sad to cry. Cao Bamei knelt beside Ms. Sun, supported Ms. Sun, and asked Ms. Sun to put her head on her shoulders.
Dajie, Xiaojie, and Xiaoan knelt in front of the brazier and put tissue paper into it one by one.
There is an old saying from this generation that after a person dies, the only paper money burned by future generations that can really reach them is the one in the brazier.
Therefore, as much as you can burn in this brazier, as for the paper money for visiting graves in the future, it may not be able to reach the hands of the ancestors.
Moreover, the money must be burned by the eldest son or grandson himself.
So, Dajie knelt here and burned paper money, while Xiaojie and Xiaoan helped. After burning a wave of paper money, they handed it over to Dajie.
