Several times in dreams

Chapter 15

After being carried home, Mrs. Meng never woke up again. She fell into a coma for three days without saying a word, and then drove off to the Immortal Crane.

Everyone in the Meng family, except He Jinlian, was immersed in grief.

Especially Wanying, when she closes her eyes, she seems to see her grandpa, sometimes kind, sometimes strict, telling her the Book of Songs, Analects of Confucius, and inscriptions on stone inscriptions.

But the strange thing is that she couldn't shed a single tear, she just kept guarding the spirit in a daze, and several times she was scolded in a low voice by Mrs. He: "Damn girl without conscience, your grandpa loves you for nothing, even tears I can't even get you!"

But Mrs. He turned her head and thought, the old lady died because of her daughter Meng Wanyun, and her brother He Xizhi hung up the phone to Shanghai, but the dead girl didn't come back for the funeral, and didn't even reply to a letter.

Such rebellion made Meng Zhaoxuan furious, and he had already severed ties with his daughter in the newspaper. For the first time, He did not dare to refute, nor could he. Thinking of this, He wailed louder than anyone else.

But at this moment, Meng Zhaoxuan knelt before the coffin and remained silent. He never expected that his daughter would be so heartless. If she hadn't run away from home, his father would never have left so suddenly.

Even so, she shouldn't even reply to a letter. The elder brother He Xizhi called He Qiongzhi's school, but He Qiongzhi actually said that she didn't want to answer the phone.

The news of his father's death was told by He Qiongzhi, and he still refused to answer the call. He Qiongzhi faltered and said that Meng Wanyun didn't want to come back. What do you do with such a rebellious bastard?
Meng Zhaoxuan thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out, how could his daughter become like this?
Even though He Jinlian spoiled her sometimes, and she would have a little temper with Wanying from time to time, she was still well-behaved and polite in front of him, why did she just leave the house so unfeelingly and never look back?Could it be that this is following her aunt?

Speaking of aunt, Meng Zhaoxuan's head ached. He once had a younger sister, the only daughter of the Meng family, only two years younger than himself.

Meng Zhaoqin is the elder sister of Meng Zhaoyun and Meng Zhaokun. Because she was dissatisfied with the marriage appointed by her father, she couldn't resist. She had no choice but to marry into the Qin family who was a ceremonial official in Lu Shenggong's mansion.

Especially after the Qin family moved back to Qihe's hometown, they completely cut off the news, and they haven't seen each other for 20 years.

The news of his father's death this time, Meng Zhaoxuan has already sent someone to notify the Qin family, "I can't be unrighteous because she is not benevolent. As an elder brother, I have done everything I should do, as long as I have a clear conscience!" Meng Zhaoxuan thought to himself .

Meng Zhaoxuan suddenly thought that his father hadn't waited for a daughter for 20 years, so could it be his own fate?

Sadness came from it all of a sudden, and he couldn't help sobbing. Meng Xianjun thought his father was missing his grandfather so sad, so he hurriedly persuaded him with good words, and it took a long time for Meng Zhaoxuan to stop his grief. This is all a sin!

Meng Zhaoxuan looked at his father's spiritual tablet, wiped away his tears, and let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the gate of the mourning hall, and the old housekeeper Meng Ergui shouted tremblingly: "My aunt pays homage to the old man!"

Meng Zhaoxuan raised his head abruptly, and saw his younger sister Meng Zhaoqin staggering into the mourning hall in sackcloth and filial piety, and fell to the ground crying.

Followed by his brother-in-law Qin Shijie and his two children, they all knelt down to kowtow and pay respects to the old man's spiritual tablet.

Meng Zhaoxuan looked at his younger sister whom he hadn't seen for 20 years. The younger sister who used to be eccentric, innocent and lively had long lost her good looks. To be old.

Seeing Meng Zhaoqin's body swaying, Qin Shijie quickly stepped forward to support his wife, and Meng Zhaoxuan quickly asked someone to bring a bowl of ginseng soup for Meng Zhaoqin to drink.

The holy city vigil has traditionally lasted three days, during which there is basically no food, so rich families have to prepare enough ginseng soup to refresh the elderly and frail people, otherwise they will not last until the day of funeral and burial.

Qin Shijie said with tears in his eyes, "Since receiving the news yesterday, Zhaoqin has been neither eating nor drinking, shedding tears along the way, and not saying a word..."

Meng Zhaoxuan looked at his brother-in-law Qin Shijie, who was still as tall and straight as when he was young, with a loud voice, but there were a few deep wrinkles on his forehead.

After all, he was born in a family of court officials, and he was born with a good appearance. Originally, his son inherited his father's career as a court official, but after years of wars, the palace no longer held grand sacrifices, so he returned to his hometown with Mr. Qin, wasting money. A whole body of good skills.

Meng Zhaoxuan had participated in the Great Sacrifice Ceremony back then, and the final cry of "Ceremony..." was really resounding through the sky, piercing clouds and cracking stones!
The two children also hurried over to salute their uncle. His son Qin Haichuan is 21 years old, and his appearance follows the Qin family. .

Daughter Qin Haiyan is 19 years old and looks like a weak willow. She blushed and hid behind her brother when she called her uncle.

Back then, when the old master Qin was a ceremony official in the Duke's mansion, he and Meng Guangfu had always been on good terms, so they made a baby kiss. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhaoqin resisted so much, and spent his whole life in resentment.

Meng Zhaoxuan sighed secretly, and ordered Mrs. He to take Meng Zhaoqin's family to rest, and the funeral would be even more tiring tomorrow.

The younger sister's family came from Qihe, and they were too tired to travel. The siblings hadn't seen each other for many years, so Meng Zhaoxuan felt distressed, so she called Wanying to get up and greet Qin Haiyan and her siblings together.

Wanying met her aunt and uncle, saluted her, called her cousin and sister, and together with He Jinlian, arranged for the family to rest.

Meng Wanying talked with Qin Haiyan's brother and sister for a while. Qin Haiyan was naturally shy and refrained from speaking, but her cousin Qin Haichuan was talkative. It turned out that the old man Qin died of illness during the war between the warlords in the early years. got in touch.

Wanying told her aunt that her father, Meng Zhaoyun, also passed away a few years ago, and Meng Zhaoqin burst into tears again.

When she resisted the marriage back then, only her younger brother Zhaoyun was the only one in the family who understood her. He even tried to help her escape, but he failed due to poor planning at a young age.

Later, her mother forced her to die, and Meng Zhaoqin had no choice but to marry Qin Shijie. Although Qin Shijie was good-looking and obedient to her, she liked the kind of scholar who was full of talent after all. It has withered long ago, and no one can tell.

Wanying didn't know what was going on with her aunt, she couldn't bear to see her crying so sadly, and after a few words of comfort, she was dragged back to the mourning hall by He Jinlian.

When he walked to the corner of the garden, Mrs. He began to teach him a lesson: "What are you talking about with these country bumpkins when you are young? Look at your cousin, who looks so petite, she has never been out of the house, and your aunt, don't you?" I know, I did a lot of work back then, the old master betrothed her to the Qin family's baby since she was a child, but she herself fell in love with it..."

"Did you fancy someone?" Wanying was curious.

"No, no!"

"what is that?"

"Little girl, don't ask me to listen to things! In short, don't learn from her, you are treasonous! What's the use of crying when you come back now? Cut!" Knowing that he had slipped his words, He hurriedly changed the subject.

"Auntie, when will Sister come back?"

"You!" He's face turned green with anger.

"Oh, it should be soon." Wanying opened her big eyes and looked at He Shi innocently.

There was nothing to say all night, before the funeral, everyone was thinking about their own concerns.

Meng Zhaoqin insisted on coming to guard the spirit, Qin Shijie was naturally on one side, and Haichuan and Haiyan were on the other side.

She looked at her sister-in-law, because her little nephew Qinghong was not yet [-] days old, and her eldest brother couldn't bear that she had to take care of the child, and had to help her mother-in-law He entertain guests. It was extremely hard work, and she had already asked her father to let her go back to rest.

Looking at the second sister-in-law again, the second elder brother had already ordered the mother-in-law to take an extra cushion, in case she knelt down and bruised her knees, and secretly squeezed the numb knees for the second sister-in-law while no one was seeing her.

Wanying is so envious, sometimes she imitates her second brother and secretly squeezes her waist and legs for the mother next to her. Wanlan imitates her, and the two sisters take turns to serve her.

Mrs. Li felt a lot in her heart, and she was very relieved when her daughters grew up, but Wanying knew that in this world, after all, only she and Wanlan cared about her mother.

At daybreak, the whole family wore hemp and filial piety, Meng Zhaoxuan held the flag, Meng Zhaokun held the spirit tablet, Meng Xianjun held the earthen pot, and the He family led all the female relatives, weeping and howling.

Just as he was about to set off to bury Mrs. Meng in the Meng family forest twenty miles away, he saw two horses neighing on the road outside the door, kicking up waves of dust.

　Several times, Mrs. He yelled and scolded in a low voice: "Damn girl without conscience, your grandpa loves you for nothing, and I didn't even get you a tear!" Some people don't understand the ""ji" here, please explain. , "Deji" is a dialect in a certain place in Shandong, which means that the elders are rewarded by the younger generation. "You didn't even get a tear from you" means "You didn't even return your tears to grandpa."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)