Chapter 443 Qiu Xian
"Okay, I'm relieved with your words."
Butler Wei felt even more relieved when he heard that my grandfather would take over the rest of the affairs. The head of the Yue family agreed, and with him as the big housekeeper taking care of him, the boss's three sons could finally live in the Yue family.
Butler Wei called my grandpa up, and after he finished talking, he went to work on his business. My grandpa sat alone in the room for a while, mainly because he woke up and took a nap.
My grandfather sat there, thinking about my father's birth date in his mind, shook his head alone, and then thought about his own, and then thought about today's day and hour.
"Xiao Wu."
My grandfather called out to the door. The person he called was Wei Wubin, the second son of Butler Wei. He had been following my grandfather as a bodyguard. Because the eldest brother, Wei Wenbin, wanted to help Butler Wei, the second son became my grandfather's bodyguard. Guard.
"master."
Wei Wubin was at the door of my grandfather's house early in the morning. He was also called by his father. As soon as his father came in, he stood guard at the door. When he heard my grandfather calling him, he quickly answered outside the door.
"Go find a few people, open an altar on the road, and prepare Jinlan's humane sacrifices."
When my grandfather heard Wei Wubin answering outside the door, my grandfather smiled and asked Wei Wubin to find someone to prepare things. The tools for opening the altar and the Jinlan humane sacrifices are all common sense, so there is nothing special. Explain what.
"Yes, sir."
Wei Wubin answered outside the door, then turned around and went out to find people and prepare things. He also had to lead people to arrange the altar on the road, which he was busy with.
My grandfather stretched out his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Finally he came to his senses. He got up and went to the outhouse to wash his face. Then he went to the study and took out two copies of the Golden Orchid Book from a sandalwood box.
This golden orchid spectrum is what is used in the sworn marriage. This is what is used in the ceremony. The general format is this.
A certain year, a certain day, a certain month, a certain age, an auspicious time.
Who and who, or who and who else.
Gai's hearing room is full of music and books, and he is happy to know the intersection of his heart and mind; the bed couplet is full of wind and rain, and he often holds his arms to talk happily. Therefore, sitting on the ground with Jingjing, it is appropriate to vomit from the heart and intestines, attacking the jade from other mountains, and the sound and air are connected. Every time I watch the orderly flight of geese, there is always light attached to the tail. So-and-so opened the inkstone to the north, candlelight and cut the window to the west, or wrote vertically and horizontally, or explored the mysteries. The young people shake hands, and the high friendship between Lei and Chen is shared; the white water is in the heart, and the fragrance of Bao is suitable for walking. When the clouds stop and the moon falls, we are not happy with our alliance across the rivers and mountains. The old rain and the spring breeze have strengthened our ambitions through the years. Don't be arrogant because of fame and fortune, don't be arrogant because of talent and virtue. The golden orchid is a sworn brotherhood. Today, the gods swear to each other and the bamboo forest shines brightly. I hope they will be closely related in the future.
The signature is the name of the sworn person and the birth date.
My grandfather was sitting alone in the study, holding two copies of Golden Orchid Music in his hand, staring outside in trance, his eyes a little unfocused, obviously thinking about something, but I don’t know what my grandfather was thinking about.
Butler Wei is constantly arranging supplies. A carriage is loaded with supplies, and they are delivered to each yard. In the past, these were all done and sent to them. Now it saves trouble. They just send the materials directly and let them do it by themselves. Although the food cooked by the old man is not very good, it is not unpalatable, and it is still edible. Moreover, there are a lot of cooked food here, which can be eaten after being warmed up.
The boss also got the morning supplies. After the second boy got the supplies, he saw rice, beef and mutton, and a fat chicken. The rest was some oil and seasoning, all placed in a bamboo basket.
Didn't the boss ask the second brother to be responsible for today's breakfast? The second brother knew what his father meant and he might not know when they would meet in the future. The three brothers followed the Yue family into the customs and didn't know when they would come back, so they asked the second brother to cook. , this is a thought for my brothers and sisters.
The second child is cooking, the fourth child is lighting the fire, and the eldest brother and the third child are constantly packing their bags for their father. Doesn’t the boss want to take the second child back? The eldest brother stays with the third child and the fourth child. Naturally, there is no need to do anything to stay. Pack up, the Yue family has everything here. Just tell Butler Wei and it will be delivered naturally. But the boss and the others are on the way, but they don’t have this kind of treatment, so the boss and the third child all take theirs. The supplies were packed into the boss's bag.
"That's almost enough. I'm exhausted even while carrying it."
The old man was smoking a cigarette with his head beside him, watching his eldest son and his third son packing his luggage. Looking at the bulging bags they had packed, the old man quickly spoke to stop him, because the third son was actually trying to pack the two eldest sons. The chicken legs were stuffed in. The big chicken legs were wrapped in oil paper and covered with a cloth bag.
"hey-hey."
The third child held the chicken drumstick in his hand, turned around and smiled sheepishly at the old boss.
"time to eat."
The second brother brought the fried vegetables and cooked chicken outside. The chicken was boiled in white soup and eaten with seasonings or shredded green onions. But this chicken was not. There are two legs missing.
"Bring back the chicken legs."
The boss looked at the chicken without two legs, then looked at the chicken legs wrapped in a cloth bag in the hand of the third boss, and asked the third boss to take back the two innocent chicken legs.
The third child took out the chicken legs and gave them back to the fat chicken. The old man also put away his pipe and waited for the fourth child to wash his hands and come over. The five of them gathered around the dining table, and the four sons were all waiting for the old man to speak.
"Dad is going back with his second son. You must be obedient if you stay here. Although Lao Wei promised me that he will take good care of you, and the Yue family are not ungrateful people, after all, we are on other people's territory, and people have to live under the roof. Lower your head, be patient with everything, and forget about minor things if you suffer grievances. If it’s a big problem, go to Lao Wei. You both have to listen to your elder brother, do you hear me?”
The old man got a glass of wine for himself, took a sip, his eyes were a little red, and he spoke in a low voice to the boss and the third and fourth children. When he spoke, he spoke in a rare soft voice.
"I know, Dad."
"Um."
When the third and fourth children heard the boss asking them, they quickly responded, but their voices were somewhat choked when speaking.
"Remember, there are three things we Jinsu people don't cry about. We are filial when we are alive, and we don't cry after we die. We don't cry before and after separation between relatives and friends. We don't cry when our love is gone, and we don't cry at the right time. Do you remember?"
The boss saw that the third and fourth children were about to shed tears. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He put down the wine glass and said to his four sons with a straight face.
"Remember dad."
"Um."
The four sons nodded. They were still a little sad at first, but now they have calmed down. Looking at the boss, the four nodded fiercely.
"Well, let's eat."
The old man looked at his four sons, nodded with a smile, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of food, and then asked his four sons to eat.
This is the rule for eating, Lao Baotou, and it is the same in my family. As long as you are eating with the older generation, the older generation must use the chopsticks first, and then you can eat.
