Su Yuxing glanced at Qian Rourou's raised left hand and said flatteringly: "Mom, my son was confused for a moment. Isn't he afraid of a bad reputation? My father likes peace and quiet, so I won't disturb him."
"Do as I say. If you ask more questions, I will ask my second daughter-in-law to send you to meet your father immediately."
Jiang Qingran went back to the house and dug out a twenty or thirty-year-old book from the cabinet based on his original memory.
The old book explains what Zhibin is and how to host it.
Su Yuxing held the book in her right hand and straightened her collar with her left hand, rehearsing seriously.
Jiang Qingran drank the tea poured by Ma Siyan and estimated in her mind how many members she would need to bring with her to do the job.
She sings crying songs, Su Yuxing is a good friend, and the candidate for suona is Liu Dapang. There is still a shortage of someone to play erhu. Who should I choose to play erhu?
"Mom, I'll wash...the clothes." Qian Qiujia took out two pieces of dirty clothes from the room.
After meeting Jiang Qingran's gaze, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.
"Am I that scary? Let the boss do the work you are doing. I have other tasks for you to do."
"Okay, I'll listen to my mother." Qian Qiujia threw the clothes to Su Yuzhuang, who was chopping firewood in the yard, and went back to the house to follow her mother-in-law's arrangements.
"Daughter-in-law, I remember that you are very good at playing the erhu. Soon your Aunt Liu will come home and she will play the suona while you play the erhu. The sadness will come from it." Jiang Qingran explained and went back to the house to compose the lyrics of a crying song.
Qian Qiujia asked Ma Siyan for help at a loss, what did her mother-in-law mean? Why can't she understand?
"Sister-in-law, I heard that my second sister-in-law's sister-in-law took over a wasted job. Sister-in-law, if you perform well, it depends on whether you can win your mother's heart." Ma Siyan had two small dimples when he smiled.
After Qian Qiujia understood it, he went back to the house to get the erhu which he had not touched for many years.
I haven't played it for many years, so I felt a little unfamiliar when I first started playing the erhu, and the strings sounded harsh.
Fortunately, the further you pull back, the more you can feel it.
Fatty Liu and her relatives came to Jiang Qingran's home. After she waited for her relatives to leave Su's house carrying the black coffin where Jiang Qingran had been lying, she took out a blue cloth from her arms.
The blue cloth is bulging and wrapped around and around.
Fatty Liu untied the blue cloth, revealing five pieces of silver one tael.
When Su Yuxing saw Yinzi, his eyes widened.
He swallowed. If he had these five taels of silver, he could go to the gambling house and make a bet.
Previously, he took the five taels of silver he found from his mother's room and took a bullock cart to the county town. He was caught halfway by his elder brother and others.
Five taels of silver was confiscated by his third wife, and he was very itchy because he failed to win the bet.
Jiang Qingran didn't give him a chance to make money decisions. After collecting the five taels of silver, he told Qian Rourou a few words.
Qian Rourou picked up Su Yuxing with one hand and ran to the side room on the left.
After a while, Su Yuxing's silly pig-like sound came from inside the house.
Big Fatty Liu was horrified when he heard this, and he hesitated to speak: "Sister, the boy from Yuxing is also a civil servant after all. How about letting my niece-in-law beat him?"
Jiang Qingran said calmly: "Sister-in-law, I don't want to either."
"I won't let my second wife beat him to teach him a lesson. Then he will steal the five taels of silver you brought and go gambling."
"He himself doesn't care about his reputation, so of course it doesn't matter if I am his mother."
Big Fatty Liu was persuaded, too. The reputations of these two women were worse than the other. What did their family affairs have to do with her?
Jiang Qingran took out a piece of rice paper from the room. On the rice paper were the lyrics she compiled.
Not to mention the sonorous and powerful handwriting of the original character, Bai Xi has good handwriting.
A sad expression appeared on her face, and she started rehearsing after finding a good feeling.
Fatty Liu raised her head and blew the suona. She was like a passionate rooster, with an unyielding spirit that spread the sound of the suona thousands of miles away, high-pitched and loud.
Qian Qiujia stood one meter away from her and played the erhu at the same time. The style of the music she played was mainly sad, and when she played it, people knew that she was doing nothing.
Jiang Qingran's voice had a crying tone, and she sang the lyrics of the crying song she made up.
Once the paper money is burned, dad, please go away.
Son, I fell to my knees with tears streaming down my face.
As soon as the copper coins were scattered, Dad ran towards the main road.
Daughter-in-law, I will spend time with boys and girls, and my father will not be bored on the other side.
When the suona blows, dad, you can go in peace.
Son, I promise to be filial and not let my mother suffer.
If you play the erhu, dad will go to heaven.
My daughter-in-law, I am so filial to my mother, I will definitely make her feel happy.
When the rooster crows, don't look back.
My son, I will not do anything stupid, so I can make sure that my mother can take care of herself in her old age.
As soon as the sun shines, I go to the Buddha.
My grandson, I swear in front of Buddha that I will make you happy.
As soon as the oil lamp blew, I ran towards the light.
My grandson, I promise not to steal or gamble, so that my family can be well off.
After the song ended, Su Yuzhuang and others were immersed in a sad atmosphere, and a cheerful slap was incompatible with it.
"Mom sings so well, I love listening to it." Su Yuchen clapped her hands in support.
Jiang Qingran stroked his silky hair and said in a gentle tone: "Third son, mother told you not to slap someone in this situation, let alone show happiness, as you will easily get beaten."
Su Yuchen pouted her lips and nodded in understanding.
Jiang Qingran was afraid of forgetting the lyrics, so with the cooperation of Liu Dapang and Qian Qiujia, he sang a few more times.
"Mom, Auntie, Mr. Yin and Yang has calculated the time for my burial." Li Tianzhu came to see Big Fat Liu.
"Got it, I'll go back right away." Big Fatty Liu took the suona and left.
After Jiang Qingran went back to the house and found some black coarse clothes, she took her family to Liu Dapang's house, leaving her sisters-in-law Qian Rourou and Ma Siyan at home to take care of their three children.
When Jiang Qingran arrived at Li Wang's house, white paper flowers had been hung at the door of Li Wang's house.
A mourning shed was set up in the center of the courtyard. There was a black coffin in the mourning shed, with Mr. Li lying inside.
There is an iron basin and a straw mat placed in front of the coffin so that those who come to offer condolences can burn incense and kneel down.
Li Wang and his relatives wore white coarse cloth mourning clothes and white mourning hats on their heads, standing in the courtyard or in front of the coffin.
Outside the door, Fatty Liu raised his head and blew the suona. As soon as the suona sounded, the white matter came on stage.
As a guest of honor, Su Yuxing began to arrange who among Li Wang's family would be responsible for boiling water, choosing vegetables, and cooking.
Arrange the person who boils water and cook, and then arranges who is responsible for registering the gift money.
As for the number of people to give gifts, Su Yuxing searched around but couldn't find a suitable candidate.
He came outside the gate and asked Jiang Qingran for help.
"You go find the clan leader uncle." The clan leader uncle mentioned by Jiang Qingran refers to Li Qingtian, the clan leader of the Li clan.
Li Qingtian was a scholar when he was young and was highly respected in the Li family. Li Wang's family could trust him to handle the gift money and register the attendants.
Su Yuxing was serious when doing business. He found Li Qingtian with a sincere attitude and couldn't find the reason why Li Qingtian praised him so much that he naturally agreed.
Everything was arranged, and the villagers came to express their condolences with paper money.
The first person to appear was cousin Li Wang. She walked to Mr. Li's coffin with a stack of paper money in her hand. Li Tianzhu, who was in charge of receiving the paper money, took the paper money from her hand.
"Uncle, my uncle, why did you leave just like you said?"
"Uncle, my uncle, I will never have an uncle again. Where can you tell your niece to visit her when she misses her uncle?" Cousin Li Wang knelt on the straw mat and howled at the top of her lungs, without a single tear on her face.
She cried to the point of emotion, her eyes darkened and she fell to the ground.
