my scientific age

Chapter 15 The Hundred Birds and the Phoenix
There was no sound from the house, and after half a minute, the door opened, and Yu Hua, dressed in hemp and filial piety, came out.

"Ruizi, if it weren't for the fact that you are a native of Jiangyou, Sichuan, and you are young and sincere, the door of Chongwen's house would not be opened today. You should understand how dangerous refugees are." Xu Rui, Yu Hua smiled and explained.

Xu Rui nodded silently: "Ruizi understands."

Most of the refugees tortured by starvation are like walking corpses, who do not know where they came from or where they are going, while a small number of them will become bandits and loot places. Entered, wiped out a family, took away food and property.

When encountering a big family with a high wall and a deep courtyard, they will use the excuse of saving their lives to deceive them, and when they enter the courtyard, they will reveal their true colors.

Along the way, Xu Rui and his sister have seen so many such tragic things. Every time they encountered danger, they either slipped away or avoided them early, for fear of becoming the target of those gangsters.

Because there are too many such things, in many areas, apart from the government's willingness to rescue refugees from other places, no private place is willing to lend a helping hand.

Even Peiping, a city known as the first place of goodness, is the same.

Still that sentence, refugees, can you call people?
"Let's deal with my father's funeral first. Go to Ping'anli Baishi Store to find Mr. He, tell him his identity, and say that my father should have a funeral today, and ask if the cemetery is properly located." Yu Hua didn't say more, Yu Hua followed the memory in his mind. , arranged to Xu Rui.

In my memory, the predecessor, Yu Hua, was entrusting Mr. He from the Baishi Store in Ping'anli to take care of the funeral, looking for a cemetery and burying it.

People who are cremated, according to the custom of their hometown, usually can be buried after three days in the mourning hall. Today is the third day.

"Okay." Xu Rui nodded and left quickly.

It is convenient for someone to do things, and Yu Hua no longer has to run here and there in person, come to the mourning hall, and stand in front of the futon.

"Although you are not my biological father, you are also Yu Hua's biological father. I borrowed Yu Hua's body to come to this era, and I plan to change my name to Yu Hua instead of Yu Hua in the future. It is considered to owe him two loves, and another three hundred The Yuan pension and the will of your subordinates owe you another love."

The whole person looked directly at the black and white portrait, with a natural face, and said:

"Today you are going to go to the funeral. Yesterday there was an emergency. You need to clarify your goals. It's my junior's fault that I didn't kneel for you. I will kneel for you today."

This is a promise.

Yu Hua came through and possessed Yu Hua's body, this is one of them.

Renamed Yu Hua, this is the second.

The third is to get a three-hundred-dollar pension and the wealth of your heart and soul.

A total of three loves need to be repaid.

What kind of good luck and opportunity is it to be able to possess the body of another person?
The promise was made, and he took a step forward. Yu Hua lit three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and then returned to the front of the futon, bent his legs, and knelt firmly on the futon.

The back is straight and the posture is correct.

Kneeling in the most upright posture, even after kneeling for a while, the knee that has not fully recovered once again felt a tingling sensation.

Endure.

Try to endure.

Kneeling before was to survive, before not kneeling to understand the situation, now kneeling, Fang is willing.

It didn't take long for the tingling sensation to become stronger, like a steady stream of water, the pain in the calf trembled slightly, and Yu Hua's complexion remained unchanged as he silently endured it.

After an unknown time, there were footsteps behind him.

"Master, Master He is here." Xu Rui's familiar voice came.

Master He, wearing a black robe, stood in front of the main room, next to Xu Rui.

"Master He, Shu Hua can't get up to greet him. My father is going to the funeral today, and Hua is here to send my father for the last ride. I would like to forgive him." Yu Hua kept kneeling and did not get up.

"Young Master, you are welcome."

Mr. He made a bow and said straight to the point: "You have done the right thing to drag Lao He, Lao He has found three places for the big boss, one is the Wan'an cemetery, the cemetery inside is remote and the land is not big, and the third is the cemetery. The second is Xishan, mostly old forests, about half a square. The third is the Northeast Yiyuan, where soldiers from the Northeast were buried in the early years, but now the citizens of Peiping can be buried. "

Wan'an Cemetery, the first cemetery in Peiping, is located in Inner Fourth District.

Xishan, the later Xishan Cemetery, is not a cemetery yet, but many people are buried there.

Northeast Yiyuan, located near the Yuanmingyuan, next to the National Peking University.

"Thank you, Mr. He, dare to ask the three places, what are the prices?" Yu Hua said respectfully and asked straightly.

Master He explained in detail: "Go back to Shaodong's house, Wan'an Cemetery, about 20 yuan, Xishan Cemetery, about 35 yuan, and Northeast Yiyuan, about [-] yuan. May I ask which land to choose?"

The cost of a cemetery is also expensive.

Ordinary people at the bottom are not eligible to enter the cemetery after death, because they cannot afford it.

"Master He, please bury my father in the Northeast Yiyuan, which is close to the Yuanmingyuan. All expenses will be settled for you after we understand the matter." Yu Hua did not hesitate and chose the Northeast Yiyuan closest to the Yuanmingyuan.

"You're welcome, Mr. He, I'll do it now." Master He bowed, turned around and left, busy with trivial matters such as Yu Qinghe's funeral and the purchase of the cemetery.

Yu Hua didn't speak, just knelt quietly.

After Master He left, Xu Rui knelt directly in the courtyard, facing the mourning hall. As an outsider, he was not qualified to enter the mourning hall and kneel to Yu Qinghe in person.

time flies.

After a period of time, Mr. He led several masters to come, wearing suona and other funeral instruments. As soon as people arrived, they immediately got busy. Mr. He entered the mourning hall and recited the sacrifice of the dead around the spiritual seat. After the solemn ceremony, he held Yu Qinghe's wooden coffin to raise his spirit, revoke the spirit position, and hand it over to Yu Hua.

"Young master, hold on, go to Yiyuan Shibali Road, don't slack off." Master He explained with a solemn look on his face.

After the awakening, on the way to the funeral, the coffin should not touch the ground. This is the rule.

"Yu Hua knows."

Yu Hua nodded, holding a wooden coffin weighing about eight or nine pounds in both hands, and responded.

Master He didn't say much, he picked up a suona and greeted several masters around him. Then, a warm and brisk suona sounded. Birds facing the phoenix, meaning that the darkness disappears, the sun rises, and the dead will leave with a smile.

Due to the difficulty and skill, most suona masters rarely know how to play. Those who know how to play are all masters, and they will choose whether or not to play based on the identity of the deceased.

This time, as the only person in Peiping who can play this piece, Master He played this piece for Yu Qinghe, who was killed and sacrificed.

A group of people went out. Xu Rui scattered paper money with a buddy in front, and held a coffin in the middle of the group with Yu Hua, who was wearing linen and filial piety.

Ping'anli is [-] miles away from the Northeast Yiyuan. The group walked for about an hour and a half. It was already evening when they arrived at the Northeast Yiyuan. The management of the Yiyuan was about to close the door. The breathless Master He hurried forward and handed over the money. After giving the tomb location certificate, he was allowed to enter the Yiyuan Garden.

When we arrived at the tomb, we were facing the National Peking University not far away. To the left was the Old Summer Palace. The scenery was beautiful.

This is a cemetery with good feng shui.

He Lao and a group of old masters were busy again, reciting scriptures, lighting incense candles, going through the procedure, and finally burying Yu Qinghe's coffin, putting clothes and personal belongings in, digging soil for burial, lighting paper money in front of the tombstone, and Yu Hua kneeling on the ground. kowtow.

After the burial, the white matter is declared over, and the next is the first seven memorial services for the deceased's relatives.

When everything was over, facing the sunset, everyone set out on their way home.

(End of this chapter)