Chapter 57: like? funeral?
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Legend of the Cultivation God
- Xiao Duan Tan Hua
- 1982 characters
- 2021-02-25 05:55:01
Chapter 57—His? funeral?
Zhang Xiaolong and Liu Qian’s marriage ceremony was rushed in the hall of Zhangjia Xiaoyuan.
In the chair in the middle of the hall, the grandmother’s face was flushed and she was leaning against it. Zhang Cai and Guo Sufei were holding their arms on both sides. When Zhang Xiaolong and Liu Qian gave her a bow, the grandmother’s face smiled very brightly. Only the redness on her face was visible to the naked eye, and the villagers who were ceremonial ceremonies shouted: "Licheng, the bridegroom and the bride entered the room." The blush disappeared, and the grandmother closed her eyes with a smile on her face. .
Guo Sufei and Zhang Cai felt that their hands were sinking. Guo Sufei immediately shouted sadly: "Mother." This mother-in-law is the second time in the hall today, and it is the last time.
At this time, Liu Qian did not care about the rules. She pulled off the red hijab and took the grandmother’s body back to the hut with Guo Sufei and Zhang Cai.
In the yard, the people in the halls are all facing each other. I don’t know if Zhang’s family is doing a happy event today, or should it be a funeral? Only the skilled person who knows the situation secretly wipes away tears.
Zhang Xiaolong walked into the hut with the support of Zhang Xiaohu and Zhang Xiaohua. On the bed of the hut, the grandmother lay there like a sleep, without the interference of the pain, without fear of disturbing the grandson to sleep and suppressing her own cough. She slept very well, her face was smiling, Zhang Xiaohua looked at her grandmother. Engraved into the face of my heart, it seems that I can not feel sad, but the heart is very empty, very empty, the cry of the mother's sadness is heard in the ear, he is very puzzled, he should be very sad, but why, no? Is the grandmother really resting?
No, certainly not. On the grandmother's body, Zhang Xiaohua has not felt the passing life that she could perceive in the past few days. The grandmother is really going, and she really left herself.
Zhang Xiaohua silently looked at the crying mother-in-law, and my brothers, his eyes had no tears, and even the eyes were not red.
The grief of the relatives in Grandma’s hut rang for a long time, and the people in the courtyard were mostly dispersed. When Zhang Cai gathered up the mood, he looked at the villagers in the courtyard and only apologized, and asked everyone to help All the joyful things have been collected, and they have been replaced with black and white objects for funeral affairs. When they are packed up, the group of "escaped life" will be returned to the family and see the funeral at home. Prepared for Zhang Xiaolong and others, waiting for others to explain the reasons for this, the country's musical instrument team is a happy share, seeing this situation is also sympathy, and quickly went to take the funeral costumes, changed on the spot, After eating something, drinking water, I immediately blew the funeral.
At this time, Zhang’s people also wore mourning clothes. Zhang Xiaolong was seriously injured and had to be bedridden again. He only pity Liu Qian. When he passed the door, he had to change his clothes and put on filial piety. It’s hard for her to wash her body and change clothes.
Zhang Cai looked at the busy daughter-in-law, and her heart was full of embarrassment. I have never lost my family's happiness. I didn't enjoy the family fun. When I entered Guozhuang, Guo Sufei's parents loved her like a parent, and sent her father-in-law to send her mother-in-law. Her heart is as uncomfortable as a knife. Think about it happening in this small The little bit of the hospital, his tears fell, and Xiaolong had this good blessing, and stunned Liu Qian, hoping to give them less trouble when they left.
The coffins and clothes used by grandmothers have long been prepared. When they are not long, they will be reset. Zhang Cai, Zhang Xiaohu, Guo Sufei and Liu Qian put the grandmother’s body into the coffin and asked people to carry the coffin to the hall. This is not big, this eucalyptus is put in, there is almost no space left. The rules of the country, the coffin of the funeral is to stay at home for seven days, for the family and relatives to pay homage, after this time to nail the lid, choose the land.
The funeral is no more than a happy event. Many family members are unwilling to take care of it. Zhang Cai and Guo Sufei went to the patriarch of the village to invite people to help. The old Guo family is also an old man in Guozhuang. There are also many people who come to help. The funeral is smooth. Going on.
At night, the voice of Zhang Luo in the yard gradually went, and the swaying light in the hall pulled the shadow of the coffin and kept swinging in front of Zhang Xiaohua’s eyes. Zhang Xiaohua and others stumbled in the small space next to the coffin. Guo Sufei kept sobbing, and the strength seemed to be exhausted. Liu Qian also squatted beside Guo Sufei, rubbing her with her hand, and wiping her tears from time to time. I am very good, although I don’t have much conversation, but every time she sees herself, she shows her kind smile, which makes her feel warm, although she is psychologically prepared, but her grandmother is at her own wedding ceremony. It’s too unexpected to die. Think about his short-lived ritual. Why don’t Liu Qian’s heart blame this savvy elder, maybe it’s all life? Liu Qian can also read the apology in Zhang Cai’s eyes and deeply feel the warmth of this family. But the door to Zhang’s home is such a beginning. Is the future a blessing or a curse? Is this a warning?
In fact, look at the grief of Guo Sufei, and then think about the grandmother, the life of this life is also very worthy, the children and grandchildren, family harmony, in addition to some poverty, everything is complete, do not know what it would be like when he was old?
Just when Liu Qian was not thinking about the margins, Zhang Xiaohua’s heart was constantly changing. Zhang Xiaohua squatted in the shadow of the corner of the wall, looking at the coffin in front of him, thinking: "Is this the home of the grandmother's life?" Since the evening, everyone has told them about things at home, Zhang Xiaohua has been thinking, If I will martial arts, when the thief is killed, I will drive them away. I will return to the big brother with a big peace. My grandmother may not go so early. She will look at her big brother and happily. I am married, maybe I am happy to have a big brother and a big brother.
Zhang Xiaohua's thoughts are very chaotic. Maybe, maybe, he thinks a lot. Many of the assumptions have only one fulcrum, that is, he must have martial arts and powerful ability to turn the tide, but does he have it?
Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua finally made the first decision in his life, he wants to practice martial arts.
However, how to practice martial arts?
He is still a foggy water, but since there is a goal, everything is easy.
Thinking of martial arts, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly thought of "缥缈", from Wen Wenhai, Xue Qing to Lu Yueming, everyone left a deep impression on him, that grasps all the momentum, that punishes evil in addition to evil, can only Let Zhang Xiaohua’s little stars, as well as the power of the sects, a brand that even makes people dare not take it easy, and they don’t dare to scream for a few hundred and two silver. This is a child growing up in a mountain village like Zhang Xiaohua. It’s an unimaginable temptation. Maybe a man’s husband should live like this, not whenever a disaster comes to shelter from others, and resort to a brand. Moreover, the head of the thief is removed, it’s difficult to keep the thief from looking for it. What should be good then? Can a brand retreat? I think about the family's life to be maintained on a brand, Zhang Xiaohua's infinite emotion, he thought, his eyes slowly closed with the shadow of the swing, and even fell asleep, the breath of flickering like a contract Came to his dreams.
At this time, it is the midnight.
After busy busy with the outside, and sent the help of everyone, Zhang Cai dragged his tired body and moved back to the hall. The cries of his wife were still there. The voice was hoarse and he comforted himself. Already gone, this day is still going to go on. When he first entered the house, he saw Zhang Xiaohua, who was curled up in the corner of the wall. He couldn’t help but have a sour, good child. He was busy with the old man’s affairs and forgot him.
Zhang Xiaolong was injured. He had already fallen asleep on the shack, and his youngest son was also injured. The whip on his shoulder saw people crying. He was so seriously injured at this age, and he was worse than Xiaolong. Just change the clothes and can't see it. I just forgot him. Is it blaming yourself for being careless or blaming today? Zhang Cai secretly annoyed, carefully holding Zhang Xiaohua, wanting to take him back to the squat, but unfortunately tried it, actually could not hold it up, could not help but smile, the child is growing up, he is old, not small When he said that he could move, he greeted Zhang Xiaohu, who was also in the shadow. The two men lifted Zhang Xiaohua. When they were ready to go out, Guo Sufei spoke, and she said with tears. "To put the little flowers in the little dragon house tonight, if the child wakes up at night, he thinks that the grandmother will be afraid."
Maternal love is such a careful, Guo Sufei is saddened by the death of her mother, but when she sees her son, she can still think about her son very quickly. Zhang Xiaohu interjected and said: "Mother, the little flower is asleep, and even watering will not wake up. Do not worry."
Guo Sufei said: "That doesn't work either. He is still small. If he wakes up, he must be afraid. Let's put the dragon there, I can look at it."
Zhang Cai and Zhang Xiaohu put Zhang Xiaohua on the side of Zhang Xiaolong who was already sleeping. Guo Sufei also washed his face and took the oil lamp carefully to uncover Zhang Xiaohua’s clothes and see the whip on his shoulder. The scars seem to lie on the small flowers, and then look at the small flowers with a childish face, Guo Sufei could not help but tears, the child was so hurt, did not elaborate back, changed clothes I gave my grandmother a guard, and I didn’t even eat dinner. From the morning to the present, how many hardships he experienced, how much pressure he suffered, and his own mother-in-law, who had thrown him behind him, this time is not him. It’s really tiring, maybe I’m still with myself in the hall, or let him rest.
Guo Sufei came out from the back room, so that Zhang Xiaohu and Liu Qian also went back to rest, and Zhang Cai came to accompany her grandmother. Zhang Xiaohu and Liu Qian did not agree at first, but Guo Sufei insisted repeatedly that they each went back. Zhang Xiaohu naturally slept in the back room, so he could look after the two injured brothers at any time.
Liu Qian is lying down on the squat and slumbering. The encounter on this day is too bizarre.