The years are not sparing. After Sun Guixi's wife was busy for Sun Guixi for another autumn, when Sun Guixi finished harvesting the crops, her body was completely out of shape, she could not get up, could not get off the ground, and could not go out. Sun Guixi called Sun Guicheng to give a diagnosis, and Sun Guicheng sighed and said: "The second mother's heart rate is very weak, and the breath is also very slight, it seems that it is necessary to prepare for the aftermath." ”
Sun Guixi looked at Sun Guicheng with tears in his eyes and asked that no matter how much money he spent, he should look after the old woman's illness, sun Guicheng shook his head and said, "There is nothing he can do, even if he walks to the big hospital in Yanyuan City, it is in vain." I prescribed some medicine, maybe it would last a few days, and quickly beckoned everyone in the family to stay in front of me so that I could see the last one. Sun Guixi hurriedly gave the two sisters a message, and the whole family gathered around the old woman to guard their breath, hoping to stay with the old woman for even a minute.
On the first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, after Sun Guixi's big son had eaten breakfast, Sun Guixi's old wife suddenly became extra energetic and said to her daughter-in-law Tian Yufen: "Mother is hungry, and she wants to eat something you mix." Tian Yufen hurriedly walked down to the ground, and after a while, brought the old woman a bowl of steaming knots, with wisps of egg shreds floating on it. Sun Guixi helped the old woman to sit up, and after Tian Yufen took the spoon and fed her a few spoons, Sun Guixi's old lady waved her hand and whispered, "I don't want to eat." ”
Old Lady Sun Guixi saw that the kiln was crowded with children, daughters and grandchildren, and everyone looked at her reluctantly, and Old Lady Sun Guixi gasped and said intermittently: "Guixi... Guilan... Guilian... This life... Mother did not give it to you... Earn gold and silver treasure, but... That kind of thing doesn't bring... Dead don't take it... Don't do it for... That kind of thing... Exhausted myself... Six days after the mother... Will and... Your father...... Live in style... Inside the small building..."
After Sun Guixi finished speaking, she closed her eyes peacefully, and the kiln immediately heard a hissing cry of cracked lungs. "Mother, you can't just leave like this, our days are getting more and more prosperous, you are gone, how can we live?"
Tian Yufen was crying sadly while still telling the old woman what she was saying in her heart. "Poor mother, who is talking to our sisters?" Who is hurting our sisters? My poor mother! The two daughters cried even more bitterly. Sun Ling, with a big belly, suddenly crawled into her grandmother's arms, and cried and passed out several times. Sun Guixi, Sun He, Zhao Erju, Sun Hai and several relatives also cried.
Sunjiagou Village immediately fell into a sad cry, and the old and young sun family who heard the crying immediately ran to Sun Guixi's house and saw the family crying in pain around the body of the old woman. Second Master Sun pulled up Sun Guixi and said, "People are already gone, you can't just cry, is there any old clothes ready at home?" Sun Guixi cried like a tearful man and nodded.
"Take it out and quickly put on your mother's old clothes, and the other people don't cry, there is time for you to cry these days." People can't be resurrected from the dead, see what Sun Ling cries into, and the child in her belly is tight. Second Master Sun said in a loud voice.
The crying gradually stopped, and Sun Guixi, Guilan, and Guilian scrubbed the old woman's body and put on her old clothes. Sun Guixi caught a rooster, twisted the chicken head down on the threshold, pulled out the chicken feathers, inserted a chopstick under the left and right wings of the chicken, and put the chicken in a bowl. Then he found a bed board and put it on the ground, laid some hay, put the old woman's body on it, and made paper covered on his head and body with five pieces of linen paper. In front of it was an offering table, on which the chicken and some offerings were offered, a kerosene lamp was lit, and a casserole pot and a pile of hemp paper were placed underneath.
After the arrangement for the body of Sun Guixi's old wife was stopped, Sun Guixi wrapped a black veil around his arm and walked to the home of Mr. Guo Qiming, Mr. Yingyang of Xuejiazhuang Village, who inquired about the birthday of Sun Guixi's old wife, pinched his finger and counted for a while: "Six days later is a good day, there is no day in front, if you push back again, it will be next month." ”
Sun Guixi choked up and said, "The old lady said when she was breathing that she would live in a grand little western-style building in six days, and it seems that there is providence in the darkness, so let's do as you say." Today is not only for you to see the day, but also for you to come. Mr. Yingyang said no problem, and took the scissors and hinged the age paper.
In the afternoon, a large string of aged paper was hung on the locust tree in front of the courtyard of Sun Guixi's family, and the cowshed was rolled with the covers and clothes of Sun Guixi's old wife. Sun He wore a black veil on his arm and rode a bicycle to his relative's house to report the funeral. Whenever it comes to the meal, there will be a cry of sorrow and sorrow. The news of Sun Guixi's death reached the ears of some elderly old women, who said with emotion: "The old grandmother of the people lived in her seventies, did a lifetime of good deeds, never quarreled with anyone, and in the end did not suffer a little sin and left. ”
The third day was a cold day, the sun had just set on the mountain, and the Sun family had set up a spiritual hall directly east of Sun Guixi's courtyard, with small white flowers and some cypress branches hanging on the door, and a pair of knots were posted: "The virtues of good conduct are in the autumn, and the high festivals and bright winds are preserved for eternity." "Horizontal batch for" to drive the crane to the west. Sun Guixi, Sun He, and several close relatives carried the body of Sun Guixi's old wife out of the kiln and put it into the coffin of the Spiritual Hall, and a courtyard of filial piety was kneeling in front of the Spiritual Hall. Second Master Sun broke the filial piety cloth for each filial piety, and put a filial piety cloth on each filial piety in front of the spiritual hall of Sun Guixi's old lady, and then the women knelt in the spiritual hall and cried loudly. At night, the filial pieties who are close to them sit in front of the spiritual hall and take turns to guard the spirits.
Mr. Yingyang came to Sun Guixi's house on the fourth day, and the filial sons did not dare to wait slowly, because they knew in their hearts that whether Mr. Yingyang was happy or not was directly related to the happiness of their future lives. The general manager, Sun Guicai, arranged Mr. Yingyang to his home, and specially sent a reliable descendant Mi Hongjun to wait. After Mr. Yingyang rested well, Sun Guixi asked Mr. Yingyang to go to the old cemetery to see the location of the grave, and in order to show the importance that the Xu family attached to Mr. Yingyang, Sun Guicai also accompanied him. Arriving at the old cemetery, Mr. Yingyang came to the right side of Sun Guixi's father's grave, took out the compass, and looked at the surrounding mountains for a while before deciding on the location of the grave. After returning home, Mr. Yingyang concentrated on making sacrifice meals and hats, and of course, good wine and good food were served. In the evening, Sun Guixi invited four earthworkers and took shochu to beat the grave the next day.
The day before the funeral is a very busy day, this morning to welcome the flag, lead the pig, lead the sheep, kill the pig and slaughter the sheep, in the afternoon please the mother's family, the mother's family to talk, in the evening to welcome the sacrifice meal, please three generations, scatter the street lamp, turn the lamp mountain, etc., has been busy until the middle of the night, the filial piety kneels for a day, the mother-in-law and women also cry for a day.
It was late at night, and the filial sons were still not sleepy, and they all sat around the spiritual hall to guard the spirits, because they knew that this was the last night they spent at home with the old woman.
Early in the morning of the funeral, the noodle pot of Sun Guixi's family had begun to press the dumplings, and the earthworkers and their families ate first, and then relatives and friends took up their rice bowls. After eating, when it was time to rise to the spirit, people all avoided facing the southeast, only to hear Mr. Yingyang's mouth reciting words, the rolling pin tapped the rooster in his hand, the rooster did not stop crying, after three cannon shots, Sun He held up a grave pole in front, Sun Daping and Sun Erping helped, the eight strong men in the back lifted the coffin, Xu Yuan held the picture of his grandmother, the other filial pieties held wreaths, paper fires, and funeral sticks, and walked out of the courtyard of Sun Guixi's family, and the mother-in-law and women ripped open their throats and cried out. The covers and clothes of Sun Guixi's wife were burned on the banks of the embankment, and some filial pieties knelt before the burning fire and wrapped their filial piety cloth around their heads.
Along the way, the eight strong men were tired and sweaty, and when they were tired, they were carried by the filial pieties for a while, and finally climbed up to the cemetery. When buried, the large head of the coffin is facing inward, the small head is facing outward, the bottom of the coffin is cushioned with coal blocks, the cover is covered with mulberry bows and willow arrows, the southeast and northwest are placed with peach wood sleigh, and the tomb chamber has tomb bricks, tomb lamps, grains, sacrificial rice pots, tomb sacrifice tables, etc. After everything in the tomb was ready, he covered the tomb with a large stone, Sun He inserted the tomb pole at the grave, and Mr. Yingyang ordered the filial pieties to start shoveling soil, and when the grave was leveled, Mr. Yingyang waved a brass bell in his hand and vaguely read words that he could not understand and began to summon spirits. According to Mr. Yingyang's instructions, the filial sons began to pile up soil again, until a new grave of the same size appeared next to Sun Guixi's father's grave. The filial sons knelt in front of the grave, lit paper fires and wreaths, prostrated their heads, and ran down the hill.
When the grave goers walked to Sun Guixi's courtyard, they saw a Kang table on the side of the mound with six porcelain bowls buckled on it. Everyone who goes to the grave will lift a porcelain bowl and see what is inside? After unveiling, it will be placed at random. After the young Man ran fast, he first returned to the courtyard, Sun Daping unveiled that the bowl was a coin, and the people next to him said that Daping would definitely make a lot of money; Chang Erwa revealed that it was fat meat, and people said that he would have meat to eat in the future; Sun Hai also ran down and unveiled a bowl, which was a firewood, which showed that there would be firewood in the future, or talent? The person next to him said that Sun Hai would be a talent in the future, and Sun Hai was very happy in his heart. In fact, these are just white lies, and they all know in their hearts that they can't take it seriously, but the old ancestors have handed down such a statement, so let's continue to pass it on.
By the time the grave go down from the mountain one after another, the sun is already hanging in the middle, and it is time to eat. Sun Guixi ordered the stove room to eat, the new friends and filial pieties were seated at a table every ten people, and Sun Guixi's aunt and aunt took the wine glasses and poured the wine one by one. Teacher Fang sat in the corner of the courtyard and remembered the sacrifice, at this time, people's sacrifices were some millet, and Sun Guixi buried the old woman and owed some debts. The next day, the filial pieties came to the grave to burn paper, and Tian Yufen and her two sisters lay in front of the old woman's grave and cried in their hoarse voices. Every seven days, Sun Guixi, Sun He, and Sun Hai would come to the grave to burn paper, and along the way, they would plant a small white flag made of hemp paper, until after 7749, Sun Guixi's family gradually came out of the grief of losing their relatives.
(To be continued)