My master is invincible

Chapter 453 Seal Seven (81)

Hearing this, I couldn't stop smiling wryly in my heart, I didn't expect that my unknown master had the same temperament as me.

At this point in my thoughts, I didn't ask him who my master is, anyway, it would be useless to ask, so I might as well save some effort and fix the mother-child coffin first.

Immediately, I asked the Eight Immortals to close the coffin lid completely, and riveted in five longevity nails, three on the right side, one on the left, and one on the midline of the coffin's head.

After the coffin is sealed, according to the funeral customs, the filial son should bid farewell to the body of the deceased. However, the deceased has no heirs, so this ceremony has to be replaced by mourning and music.

The mourning and music played until midnight, until there was a glimmer of light outside the main room, and I turned off the mourning and music, which can be regarded as replacing mourning with mourning.

Only then did I understand why, for thousands of years, the Chinese custom has always been that there are three types of unfilial piety, the worst being having no offspring.Thinking about the desolation of Shen Jun's funeral, everyone wanted to have a son and a half daughter to take care of his funeral. He didn't want to do anything else, just want to seal the coffin, and someone slapped the coffin board.

As soon as the mourning and music were turned off, the Eight Immortals, who were a little drowsy, immediately regained their energy, and asked me if I was going to carry the coffin.

I didn't ask their questions directly, but asked Lao Wang about the time, and he said it was five o'clock.I calculated Shen Jun's horoscope, and then his wife's horoscope. The horoscopes of these two people are suitable for going out at 05:30 in the morning.

During these half an hour, I was not idle and started to arrange the funeral procession. I first asked Mrs. Hua how many people in their village were willing to attend the funeral. She smiled awkwardly and said, "There are five people including me. The burial was done for the sake of Shen Jun's wife, and the others were unwilling to do so."

Regarding this, I didn't hesitate to say anything, so I asked the five of them to help get some small paper products, and the sister-in-law Hua nodded and said yes.

Afterwards, I started to arrange for the Eight Immortals to carry the coffin, because the Taoist priest Qingxuanzi was there, and I asked him to be the Taoist priest who led the way, and I joined the ranks of the Eight Immortals. Lao Wang and six other Eight Immortals carried Shen Jun’s coffin with me. Gao Lao, Shou Hou and the eight immortals carried the coffin of mother and child.

Since there were two corpses lying in the mother-child coffin, I arranged for two other Eight Immortals to help. As for the paper bundles, I originally meant to carry the coffin to the grave first, and then come back to move the paper bundles.

The sister-in-law Hua was unwilling to this idea, saying that the paper bundle and the coffin had to be carried out of the main room at the same time, otherwise it would affect the feng shui of their Walking Horse Village.

Hearing what she said, I can't force it. After all, what she said is not unreasonable. The most important thing about funerals is an auspicious character. If the coffin is going out, there are still paper bundles in the main room, which is indeed a bit inappropriate. Rather, I misconsidered.

In desperation, I began to think about manpower issues.The paper-made people, together with the two entrances of the main room, are fourteen in total, seven paper-made houses, and a number of paper-made furniture. If you want to move these things to the tomb at one time, at least 20 people are needed. (Note: Houses made of paper are usually carried by two people.)
Because those paper products have been moved around these days, they have been largely damaged. It may take at least 24 people to actually move them.During the funeral, one person needs to sprinkle yellow paper, and one person needs to set off firecrackers. In addition, Yinqi is in the tomb, and ordinary willow branches, peach sticks, and dustpans need to be carried. A total of 27 people are needed.

And the Eight Immortals at the moment have all arranged to carry the coffin, but the thirteen people of all kinds are idle, and because that Qin'er is pregnant with Liujia and cannot be buried, only twelve of the thirteen people are left, and Mr. Fan, with his temperament , If he is asked to move paper products, he will definitely not agree. In this way, one more person needs to be removed, leaving only 13 people, and 13 people are still missing.

I roughly told Mrs. Hua about the personnel arrangement, and hoped that they would arrange 16 people for the funeral because they were from the same village as the deceased.

The sister-in-law Hua did not agree immediately after hearing what she said, but discussed with the group of women for a while.

After discussing for about seven or eight minutes, the sister-in-law Hua came over and said, "Just now I discussed with my sisters that it's okay to let them go to the funeral, but you need to give each of them a red envelope, which is considered as money for carrying the wreath." ” (At that time, the wedding money for carrying a wreath was 8 yuan, and the rich usually gave 2 or [-] yuan.)
As soon as the words fell, Old Wang on the side became anxious and said angrily: "There is no reason for us to give the red envelope. This Shen Jun is from your horse village, and the red envelope should be borne by you."

"Old Wang, you can't say that. They don't want a red envelope for your little money, but for auspiciousness. You also know the relationship between Shen Jun and our village. It is not easy to agree to move paper and goods." Mrs. Hua patiently explained.

"Hehe! Beg for luck!" Lao Wang sneered and said, "If we are asked to give red envelopes, it means that we are the hostess of the funeral. Isn't this a curse on the dead in our family?"

"That's up to you to think about!" Mrs. Hua looked a little unhappy, and walked towards the women in Luma Village.

"Wait!" I called out to her and said, "This red envelope is mine! Is two yuan per person enough?"

"Jiu Yazi, have you lost your mind?" Lao Wang grabbed my arm and said angrily.

I gave up on him and said: "Anyway, good luck is no longer with me, even if it is unlucky, it doesn't matter much, at most I am unlucky."

The old Wang seemed to want to say something, so I quickly stopped him and said, "Old Wang, I am penniless, first lend me a few dozen yuan, and then pay you back when I have money."

"You...you... Jiu Yazi, I'm going to be so mad at you!" He said, he took out a dozen bills, all of which were green two-dollar bills, and he didn't rush to give them to me, but was stunned for a while , just handed over. (Note: In 06, there were two-yuan banknotes on the market, please ignore this statement after 80s.)
I didn't reach out to take the money, so how can I not understand why he was stunned for a while and said, "You missed one action!"

"Stop talking, the money is mine!" He glared at me and pushed the money towards me.

"Old Wang, stop arguing. The funeral is coming at an auspicious time." As I said that, I asked Lao Wang to put the dozen or so two-yuan bills on the ground and step on them a few times.

Hearing what I said, he stared at me for a while, finally put the money on the ground, stepped on it a few times symbolically, and said nothing.

The reason why I asked Lao Wang to do this is because our customs are like this. If we borrow money for funerals or the like, we will do this kind of action, which means that the money has nothing to do with me.

I bent down to pick up the money, found a dozen red envelopes, put the money in it, and stuffed the red envelopes into my pocket.

After finishing the red envelopes, I checked the time, and it was almost 05:30, so I asked Mrs. Hua for a new dustpan and put it in front of the main room door, and tied the dragon frame to the coffin with the Eight Immortals. auspicious time.

ps: A new plot is about to start. Many friends said that Xiao Jiu’s writing is long-winded, and Xiao Jiu also reflected on himself. This period of time is indeed a little watery. The following plots should be shortened as much as possible, and maintained at chapters [-] to [-]. For the plot, I hope everyone will support Xiaojiu a lot, and it's just a matter of raising a finger to vote.In addition, I hope that everyone will support the genuine version, the code word is really not easy, and respect the fruits of Xia Xiaojiu's labor, is it feasible?Those who like coffin bearers and know how to respect professional ethics can add Xiaojiu QQ.

(End of this chapter)