Eighty Spicy Wife: The villain became my son-in-law

Chapter 182 Condolences
The firecrackers that reported the funeral resounded throughout Taoxi Town.

A long string of white paper money was hung on the gate of Gong's house.

Gong Zhaoda had no brothers, and he was an extinct family. The only daughter of the old couple also died young.

Therefore, I can only inform the distant brothers of the Gong family to come and express their condolences.

They were of the same generation as Gong Zhaoda, and most of them were not too young, so they only sent young people from the generation of nephews.Because the relationship is not particularly close, the generation of nephews in the clan are not so active. After receiving the letter, they came here almost at noon.

When they arrived, some old friends with Gong Zhaoda had already arrived.

Holding the paper money in one hand, covering the upper half of the face with the other hand, making a long sound of hey hey hey, the kind of sound that sounds like fake crying, when a group of people make it together, it's like a group of people drinking water The low humming of the cow's nose.

According to the rules of Taoxi Town, the coffin should be placed directly facing the door of the house.

Although Tang Lexi and Yu Zhiye didn't have the surname Gong, they knelt on both sides of the coffin as filial sons.

Yu Zhiye wore a filial piety hat on his head, and heavy filial piety on his body.Only a son would wear it. From head to toe, it was covered with off-white rough white cloth, and even the shoes on his feet were sealed with the same thick cloth.

Tang Le is the same as him, except instead of wearing a filial hat, a rough white cloth is torn into a filial hoop to wrap around his head.

The two of them knelt at the front of the coffin according to male left and female right.

There is a small square table in front of the coffin, with an incense burner on it, and a white candle on each side of the incense burner.

The candles were for Gong Zhaoda to light his way to the underworld.

The old people said that the roads in the underworld are all dark, and you have to light a lamp for your relatives so that they can avoid the potholes under their feet along the way and have a good journey.

Tang Le looked at the neatly dressed grandpa lying on the bed, feeling in a daze.

Voices came from the gate.

Tang Le raised his head happily.

Distant nephews surnamed Gong, nephews and daughters-in-law, seven or eight people crowded into the door of the house, and as soon as their feet stepped on the threshold, they prostrated themselves on the ground and let out a burst of humming.

Such a group of people, the leader who is a little older, shouted: "Uncle Da... hey hey..."

The crying was fake, but for Tang Lele, those who could come to mourn were those who wanted to send grandpa off for the last time.

Tang Yue couldn't help crying.

Yu Zhiye, who was kneeling opposite, also burst into tears.

After crying for a while, Yu Zhiye stood up and went to help the people of the Gong family in condolences.

Invite them to the side room, and there are two old women who are invited to tear white cloth. According to the customs in the village, the descendants of the family have to wear white cloth for filial piety.

According to the distance of different relationships, the size of the white cloth to be pulled is also different.

Yu Zhiye brought Xiao Xiao, who was supposed to be from the Gong family.

However, he is only an apprentice, not a descendant.

Ordinarily, the distant nephew, after pulling off the white filial piety hat, should go to give a gift money.

When meeting someone’s funeral, the clan will find two reliable people to collect the gift money, and there must be an accountant who knows a lot of people and can write, and record every gift money for the host’s family.

A group of them took the white cloth and found that the filial cloth this time was given according to the standard of a nephew, which is not easy to handle.

Before they came, they had discussed that they were distant relatives with Gong Zhaoda, and if they came to express their condolences, the white cloth would be fine.

But now, Gong Zhaoda's disciples are the masters, and according to the filial obedience of his own sons and nephews, they tore the white cloth that can be used as a whole body filial obedience.

It's not easy to do it now...

The white cloth is easy to take, but the gift money is not easy to take out.

The members of the Gong family got together again and discussed again.

Ordinarily, Gong Zhaoda is gone.
"Our surname is Gong, but we are not too close to Mr. Gong. This little apprentice is also a hairless man, and he can't do things. This is not according to the rules, it is pure nonsense! We and his apprentice also It doesn't matter, if they still pay the gift money according to the Gong family, wouldn't it be cheaper for outsiders in vain.

"It's just..." Someone immediately agreed.

"How much is this white cloth worth? Give it to my nephew as a gift, and it will cost dozens of dollars?" Someone immediately calculated the account.

Some people's families are richer, but some people's families have a large population, eat a lot, and do little work. They can't afford to live only by farming, and they have no money at all. "Where did you get so much money when there was no money here... I can't even get ten yuan from my family!"

There are those who can't take it out, and those who have money in their hands but don't want to take it out.

Seven or eight people talk to each other, and the result of the discussion is that they don't pay.

According to the love of the folks, if anyone's family has a big problem, they will come to help, helping to take care of them inside and outside the house.

Who doesn't have a difficult matter, the folks in the village just want to have a helper at this time.

As a result, the nearby folks came over to do their business, and the nephews and daughters-in-law of the Gong family's distant house took a big bag of white cloth, didn't pay a penny, and slipped away lazily.

"Huh? I saw such a large group of people coming in just now. Why is there no one in front of the coffin?" Mr. Li, who had been friends with Gong Zhaoda for years, was the first to come to offer condolences, and also took on the task of accountant.

He heard a group of people coming in to express their condolences, crying quite loudly, so he went back to the desk, ready to enter the gift money.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see anyone, thinking that he was wasting his hunger while pulling the filial hat. After waiting for a while, he couldn't even hear the human voice.

He came out and saw that there were still only Yu Zhiye and Tang Yue on both sides of the coffin, and the Gong family's gang of men and women were gone.

"Did they slip away?" Teacher Li was very surprised.

The old lady who pulled the white cloth was Mrs. Liu who made cloth shoes in the town. She heard that everyone had left in the house, so she also came out of the house. After asking about the situation, she began to scold.

"These shameless people... just now, according to my nephew's filial piety, I gave them white cloth... Even if I don't give gift money, I have to accompany the spirit, right?"

In addition to going to the market to do business, Mrs. Liu would come over to help pull the cloth whenever someone's family had to do white things.

"I've been working for so many years, and I haven't seen anything like this, isn't it a white-eyed wolf?"

Tang Le raised her eyes and looked at Yu Zhiye. She had never had a funeral for a family member before, and she had no relatives at first. She thought that her relatives would be sad, sad, cry, and...it turned out that everything Won't.

Yu Zhiye and her looked at each other.

Yu Zhiye faced this matter calmly.

Family affection cannot be forced.

The distance and closeness between people are all destined.

He himself has relatives by blood, but he is like a stranger to them, even more distant than a stranger.

But his master, who was not related by blood, became his relative who died in the name of his son.

(End of this chapter)