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At 3:30 in the morning, the hearse arrived and stopped at the mouth of the bay.

Although!

There is a concrete road built in the bay, but according to local regulations, hearses are not allowed to drive directly into the village, because it is a car that pulls dead people, the bad luck is too heavy, and it is afraid that it will crash into the village area.

so!

In order to send the deceased's body to the hearse and bury it later, over time, in the villages and towns in the countryside, a profession has emerged, which is to be a coffin bearer!

With the arrival of the hearse, the coffin bearers also arrived, all of whom had already been contacted. There were four of them in total. As a filial son, Ling Bei tied ten White towels on each of their left arms.

Then, he lit the paper chicken on the altar with a long beeping lamp, burned it in the burning pot, and turned it into ashes. My aunt walked up to the bowl of half-cooked rice, and Ling Lei, who was his daughter, hugged Uncle Hua. of the portrait.

At this time, many relatives had rushed over to see Uncle Hua off for the last time!

28 Zhou Lei, Wu Chen and other juniors stepped forward and removed the table where Uncle Hua's portrait was placed, and picked up banners, wreaths and so on and put them in a tractor compartment that had been prepared.

There are still a lot of fireworks and firecrackers, and with the help of everyone, they are moved into the car one after another.

Immediately afterwards, outside the yard, a hanging firecracker was lit, and it exploded "crackling". With the sound of firecrackers reaching his ears, Ling Bei knelt before the altar and extinguished his father's ever-burning lamp with his own hands.

As the saying goes: Death is like a lamp going out!

The extinguishing of the ever-burning lamp also symbolizes that Uncle Hua's last ray of breath left in this world has completely passed away. At the same time, the four coffin bearers worked together to lift the ice coffin up.

People are not buried!

The coffin does not fall to the ground!

This is the local rule that is still passed down, and it has not been changed until now. Seeing this, Wu Chen could only stand aside, watching the coffin bearer silently, and carried away the ice coffin.

Accompanied by them moving forward, the people who were still arranged quickly picked up the quilt and tore it open, blocking the door of the house. This was to guide Uncle Hua's soul and let him go back with his body.

At the mouth of the bay, before the ice coffin got on the car, Ling Bei knelt on the ground with the sound of "cracking" firecrackers, raised the cauldron with both hands, and threw it to the ground with all his might

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the burning basin fell to the ground and shattered, and the ashes of the paper money inside were scattered all over the ground. This is the Chinese funeral ceremony, which has been passed down from ancient times to the present... throwing the basin!

According to the local customs, not everyone can throw this pot, usually it is the son who throws the pot, or the grandson can also do it. This is where the saying of filial son and virtuous grandson comes from.

Fall under the burner!

Remains aboard!

As a dutiful son, Ling Bei naturally wanted to follow the hearse, and Zhou Lei, as son-in-law, also followed with a basket of paper money and a pack of coins. According to the rules, when the hearse got off the road, every time he passed an intersection, When crossing a bridge, some paper money and coins must be scattered, which is to make money for the road, and it is also money for the road.

Opening is the fortune of the deceased!

I bought Huangquan Lutongtong!

As for the rest of the people, they can't all go to the crematorium. At least, the aunt can't go, and the mother Yun Fang has to stay, as a companion, to calm her emotions. The three children, Ling Jinye and Zhou Chang can follow, but Zhou Yaxuan Too young to stay at home.

Wu Chen originally wanted to drive there, but in order to take care of Ling Lei's mood, he, her sister-in-law, two children and several relatives took the big car that came with the hearse.

Because the seats on the bus were limited, some other relatives had to drive to the crematorium by themselves, including Ling Lei's father-in-law, who was Zhou Lei's father, and of course, he was also an elder of Wu Chen.

Hearse open the way!

Nothing is taboo!

The bus that Wu Chen and Ling Lei took, and even the accompanying private car, were not allowed to pass in front of the hearse. This is also an unwritten rule..... The dead are the big ones!

On the bus!

Wu Chen and Ling Lei sat together, seeing Ling Lei's red eyes, tears falling down uncontrollably, Wu Chen who came here to comfort and enlighten her, hurriedly said: "Sister, don't cry.

He knew that conventional persuasion would not be effective now, so he said: "Now we are going to send Uncle Hua off for the last time. You are crying so sadly. He has a spirit in the sky. In his eyes, how can we go?" Peace of mind?"

Suddenly hearing Wu Chen's words, Ling Lei trembled.

Seeing this, Wu Chen hastened to make persistent efforts: "Before I came, my mother and aunt had already confessed to me in private. They said, whether it's you or Brother Xiao Bei, you must not cry when you get to the crematorium." , this last journey, we must make Uncle Hua feel at ease, do you understand?"

this…………………

"I see."

After pondering for a moment, Ling Lei finally nodded heavily, and then, she raised her hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then forced a smile on her face: "Don't worry, Achen, I'm afraid you're right." I have already remembered, I will not cry, I will not cry!"

Hearing the words and seeing the situation, Yuan Chen was silent for a while.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that although Ling Lei stopped crying and even smiled, she seemed to be more sad than before...

But he is not an intimate anchor, and he doesn't know how to comfort others, so he can only change the topic 130 and say: "It's best if you can think clearly. After all, although Uncle Hua passed away, Auntie is still alive. The person who loves you is more important than death. As a child, you have to take care of your aunt's mood.

At this point, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Although my aunt seems to be fine, and she keeps saying that she is not sad, is she really not sad? I think you should know this best, sister!"

"yes!"

Ling Lei was silent for a while, and finally nodded and replied: "In the two days since your Uncle Hua passed away, I have seen my mother secretly cry more than once, but she still pretended not to care about it in front of people. I know that she is afraid that Xiaobei and I will be sad, so she will do this!"

"Now that you know, you can't cry anymore."

Wu Chen solemnly reminded: "Because when you cry, aunt will be in more pain. Sadness is far more terrible than physical injury. Therefore, even for aunt, you have to think about it earlier and cheer up quickly. From now on, this The family will depend on you and Brother Xiaobei to support you...."

After some enlightenment and racking my brains, I felt that it was more strenuous than fighting a ghost like the old fox with a human face. If it wasn't for the sincerity, how could Wu Chen spend his heart and soul like this? Ling Lei was gradually persuaded, and the sadness on her face The color has obviously eased, that is, at this time, the crematorium... has arrived!.